Missing a good old friend

Each day with someone new
I would look & never find another you.
The world is full of people, i know it's true
Yet no one could ever equal, the friend i found in you.

Celebration

Celebration means……
A winter evening.
Four friends.
One Rain.
Four glasses of tea.

Celebration means……
Hundred bucks of petrol.
A rusty old bike.
And an open road.

Celebration means……
Noodles.
A hostel room.
4.25 a.m.

Celebration means……
3 old friends.
3 separate cities.
3 coffee mugs.
1 internet messenger.

Celebration means……
Rain on a hot tin roof.
Pakoras deep-frying.
Neighbours dropping in.
A party.

Celebration means……
You and mom.
A summer night.
A bottle of coconut oil.
A head massage.
Gossiping about absent family members.

Bad Vs. Worse

Once, when I was young and true,
Someone left me sad-
Broke my brittle heart in two;
And that is very bad.


Love is for unlucky folk,
Love is but a curse.
Once there was a heart I broke;
And that, I think, is worse.

The Rose still grows beyond the wall

Near a shady wall a rose once grew,
Budded and blossomed in God's free light,
Watered and fed by morning dew,
Shedding its sweetness day and night.

As it grew and blossomed fair and tall,
Slowly rising to loftier height,
It came to a crevice in the wall,
Through which there shone a beam of light.

Onward it crept with added strength,
With never a thought of fear or pride,
It followed the light through the crevice's length,
And unfolded itself on the other side.

The light, the dew, the broadening view
Were found the same as they were before;
And it lost itself in beauties new,
Breathing its fragrance more and more.

Shall claim of death cause us to grieve,
And make our courage faint or fail?
Nay! Let us faith and hope receive:
The rose still grows beyond the wall.

Scattering fragrance far and wide,
Just as it did in days of yore,
Just as it did on the other side,
Just as it will for evermore.

Minutes

We are but minutes - little things,
Each one furnished with sixty wings,
With which we fly on our unseen track,
And not a minute ever comes back.

We are but minutes - yet each one bears
A little burden of joys and cares,
Patiently take the minutes of pain -
The worst of minutes cannot remain.

We are but minutes - when we bring
A few of the drops from pleasure's spring,
Taste their sweetness while we stay -
It takes but a minute to fly away.

We are but minutes - use us well
For how we are used we must one day tell:
Who uses minutes has hours to use -
Who loses minutes whole years must lose.

Home

Where the roads wide and empty
Snake around the small town
Carrying me over the hill
And pushing me down the incline.
Roads that never had an end
Where did they start?
Where did they finish?
We just moved on them
One road to go to school
The other to my friends home

Some roads that made me happy
Some roads that carried my sulk
Roads that didnt have any names
But roads that were known to everyone

Walking on those roads
Shaded by green trees
I had promised one day
Oh i'll never leave...

Then in some years
The world came to me
I saw broader roads
Filled with cars and buses
Green, and yellow traffic lights.
In a new city
I found new roads
But lost the ones
Those that had my soul.

Missing my home.

Reasons i like women

You can feel her CARE in the form of a sister...
You can feel her WARMTH in the form of a friend...
You can feel her PASSION in the form of a beloved...
You can feel her DEDICATION in the form of a wife...
You can feel her DIVINITY in the form of a mother...
You can feel her BLESSINGS in the form of a grandmother...
She is so TOUGH yet her heart is so TENDER...
She is so Naughty, So charming, So sharing, so Melodious...
She is a WOMAN , she is Life...

Leave something for someone

LEAVE SOMETHING FOR SOMEOME,
BUT NEVER LEAVE SOMEONE FOR SOMETHING....
'BECAUSE TO THE WORLD U MAY BE A PERSON',
'BUT FOR A PERSON U MAY BE THE WORLD'.........

Man is a fool

As a rule Man is a fool
When it's hot he wants it cool
When it's cool he wants it hot
Always wanting what is not.

If you are alone....

If you're alone, I'll be your shadow.
If you want to cry, I'll be your shoulder.
If you want a hug, I'll be your pillow.
If you need to be happy, I'll be your smile.
But anytime you need a friend, I'll just be me.

Grooks

Possessions
I am trying to rule
        over ten thousand things
which I thought
        belonged to me.
All of a sudden
        a doubt take wings:
Do they...
        or could it be..?

A hardhanded hunch
        in my mind's ear rings
from whence
        such suspicions may stem:
that if you posses
        more than just eight things
then you
        are possessed by them

Problems
 Problems worthy of attack
prove their worth by hitting back.

Road To Wisdom
 The road to wisdom? -- Well, it's plain and simple to express:
         Err
         and err
         and err again
         but less
         and less
         and less.

A Word For The Wise
Let the world pass in its time-ridden race;
      never get caught in its snare.
      Remember, the only acceptable case
      for being in any particular place
      is having no business there.

Thought and speech
If no thought
your mind does visit,
make your speech
not too explicit.

Fight
Here is a fact that should help you fight
a bit longer:
Things that don't actually kill you outright
make you stronger.

Living
Living is a thing you do
now or never --- which do you ?

Love
Love while you've got
  love to give.
Live while you've got
  life to live.

Paradox of Life
A bit beyond perception's reach
I sometimes believe I see
that Life is two locked boxes, each
containing the other's key.