I always wondered how the ideal first bolg should be but never got the perfect answer.
Now here I am trying to write and convey all that i feel touching a variety of subjects and emotions. I hope you like my post and stay tuned for further activities.
thank you.
Why do we let others control ? And then watch out life take a toll.
When we trust, control is what we give up. After which it becomes difficult to rise up.
Control of my happiness, control of breath, control of directions, control of emotions.
Are you ready to take that step ?
Distance kills what was beautifully born
Surving this journey now full of thorns
Nearing the end and looking back
Memories lying in haystack
Decision making has never been so tough
All the promises seems like bluff
Pretending to be happy is never easy
Its life, everyone gets busy
Waiting for signs to help me decide
Are the promises worth to abide ?
Some plans never get into reality
executing them must be done with agility
U never know what life beholds
Pull your socks as the mystery unfolds
Meticulously crafted life is for toffs
The lord above won’t let the cripples scoff
Have faith and train daily
Condones should occur frailly
Never dash hopes ever
Remember never say never.
No matter how much we research , plan , think ponder
Things ought to happen by destiny no wonder…
Now i certainly feel a void
Your festival is overjoyed
Few days of existance mattered so much
Definitely I’ll miss the MODAK brunch
Still there is emmense left to talk
Immersion good bye was most difficult walk
Actually bappa doesn’t go anywhere
He is always with us through love and care
Next year we will welcome you with higher zest
My joy and gratitude cannot be expressed
Miss you bappa
What a wonderful experience we had,
Leaving this atmosphere is a bit sad,
Knowledge is what we gained
The memories and friendships will never fade.
I don’t know what the future beholds
You have helped our careers mould.
It’s hard to express gratitude in few words,
With your guidance we will fly like birds,
The efforts you took for us will.not go in vain,
We promise you sir, we will not let down your name.
The worth n value of a teacher and guide cannot be stated in words, I tried my bit.
Promises are made to be broken
While analysing the final decision taken,
Body feels numb & heart is shaken.
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Now you come out of the fairy tale
Seeing honest loyal love on sale,
Mind is vulnerable standing pale.
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Wandering in search of joy,
Find Play Forget… Heart is not a toy.
Hold yourself together nothing more will destroy.
Time heals all the wound
If it’s true love, it will come around.
Always listen to your heart’s pure sound.
Most beautiful part of life is night
If day went wrong, the night soothes you right.
I am one of the night owls
Now compleating all my vows.
Night is when I feel myself
Me, coffee and a book from shelf.
Day is when we face fake people
Night out with your gang & just giggle.
Lost in thoughts while staring at the moon
Ends up waking up half past noon.
Sleepy heads won’t understand this feel
Work hard now then world will kneel.
#night #loveyourself #dream #beyourself
Experience everything before it fades,
We are the one who can aid.
Tulips and Dasies are ought to perish,
Red rose in the book is what you cherish.
Pollution eats up everything like a black hole.
Air, land, water everyone is on the roll.
Lucky are those who live with nature,
Admiring Sun Moon and all worldly creature.
Just plant a plant or gift a bonsai,
Book them at Nurturing Green before they die.
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Dad I want a car of Mercedes
Son’s dreaming cannot be ceazed.
Though his dad while cleaning cars,
How could he say poverty is a major bar?
Education is what his dad could give
Sloughed all day to earn and live.
Son saw all miseries through the dark,
Wanting to get out, not work like a cleark.
Then he realised music was in his blood,
All schooling days went in flood
Dad abondaned as he couldn’t study,
From then music became his best buddy.
One fine day he got someone’s helping hand
With his his sweet voice he started to sing for a band.
Later he bought Mercedes for which he craved,
But Quietly he kept the keys on his dad’s grave.
I am happy in my own world,
None of your possession will make me lured.
A book and a coffee is all I need,
I’m way to different from your breed.
You want parties, drinks, costly cars,
I’m watching it all behind the bars.
Once your sin I took on my head,
How can you sleep peacefully in bed?
Don’t tell me you have forgotten,
Our relation now fowls like its rotten.
Child, Stop treating me like a slave.
I won’t ever forget the pain you gave.
it's what I feel 