What is the best of gift –
Given to man by God –
Is that his feisty brain ?
Is that his mighty hands ?
Is that his supple tongue ?
No it’s none of them
It’s an innate inability
Which turns as a bless, that is -
“Man can’t foresee his future”
If I can foresee my future –
I would be the laziest -
I would be the pessimist –
I would be the atheist –
I would be the terrorist-
But I can’t foresee my future –
So I work hard to make my future bright
So I be the optimist to give strength to my mind
So I believe in God who is the Redeemer
So I feel I‘d be accountable for my doings
Sunday, December 16, 2007
A man devoid of heart
He was a man devoid of a heart……..
He was like a machine which works for nothing
Just to end up as scrap…..
Lived all the years on his own
Without any help and without any thought
Of any one lived around him
His days were dim….
And nights were not calm.
He was so calculative and
Took every decision after much pondering
There was no passion and there was no affection
Towards anybody he met in his life
He was a man devoid of heart…
He did everything for a reason.
And a was a success in profession
He was called as victor by every one
He thought himself as invincible..
As days go by his heart was transformed to a programme
A programme which runs routinely -
Which gives the same result without a little flaw
Knowingly or unknowingly he was loosing his heart -
He never saw a rainbow instead –
Saw a seven coloured mark in the sky
He never heard music instead a flow of noise
What makes a man humane -
What gives charm to the days in your life
Loosing that will make u hard
Loosing that will make u a machine..
He was like a machine which works for nothing
Just to end up as scrap…..
Lived all the years on his own
Without any help and without any thought
Of any one lived around him
His days were dim….
And nights were not calm.
He was so calculative and
Took every decision after much pondering
There was no passion and there was no affection
Towards anybody he met in his life
He was a man devoid of heart…
He did everything for a reason.
And a was a success in profession
He was called as victor by every one
He thought himself as invincible..
As days go by his heart was transformed to a programme
A programme which runs routinely -
Which gives the same result without a little flaw
Knowingly or unknowingly he was loosing his heart -
He never saw a rainbow instead –
Saw a seven coloured mark in the sky
He never heard music instead a flow of noise
What makes a man humane -
What gives charm to the days in your life
Loosing that will make u hard
Loosing that will make u a machine..
Monday, December 3, 2007
Present Moment
Life is a sequence of events..
Moves to the next finishing the present..
The moment elapsed has gone for ever..
The moment to come is not in your hands-
The future is with Gods and sorcerers -
And past is closed and sealed.
We are the masters of present.
Open your eyes and seize your likes
Rehearse the past to beautify the present-
Live in the present and enjoy your life…
Moves to the next finishing the present..
The moment elapsed has gone for ever..
The moment to come is not in your hands-
The future is with Gods and sorcerers -
And past is closed and sealed.
We are the masters of present.
Open your eyes and seize your likes
Rehearse the past to beautify the present-
Live in the present and enjoy your life…
Sunday, December 2, 2007
Life as a river
Life is like a flow of river -
It never stops and it never waits -
Flows through summer and winter.
Cloured dark and coloured light-
Some times hot and some times cool..
It never stops and it never waits -
Flows through summer and winter.
Cloured dark and coloured light-
Some times hot and some times cool..
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