The nest is too far...

The nest is too far,
The night is so dark,

The rain is about to bark,

The hope weakens and gets black

I forgot the road where I started

Forgot, the way I started,

Difficulties tattered my wings for sometime

 And troubles made it harder..

Tears come out with the flow of rain

Sometimes from the heart, sometimes from  pain.

Let them flow till they get dry

It whispers for another try

The wings are tired, somewhat broken

But does it enough reason to stop??

I ask my conscience

Again and again…

Forget the woes and bury despair,
Here is a brand-new morning and sunny shower,
The future is for him who does and dare,
Start where you stand...

So what.. the nest is too far…

so what.. the nest is too far...

The World Is Against Me

"The world is against me," he said with a sigh.                     

"Somebody stops every scheme that I try.

The world has me down and it's keeping me there;

I don't get a chance. Oh, the world is unfair!

When a fellow is poor then he can't get a show;

The world is determined to keep him down low."

"What of Abe Lincoln?" I asked. "Would you say

That he was much richer than you are to-day?

He hadn't your chance of making his mark,

And his outlook was often exceedingly dark;

Yet he clung to his purpose with courage most grim
And he got to the top. Was the world against him?"

"What of Ben Franklin? I've oft heard it said
That many a time he went hungry to bed.
He started with nothing but courage to climb,

But patiently struggled and waited his time.

He dangled awhile from real poverty's limb,

Yet he got to the top. Was the world against him?

"I could name you a dozen, yes, hundreds, I guess,

Of poor boys who've patiently climbed to success;

All boys who were down and who struggled alone,

Who'd have thought themselves rich if your fortune they'd known;

Yet they rose in the world you're so quick to condemn,

And I'm asking you now, was the world against them?"

by-Edgar A. Guest

TOGETHERNESS.................TATTERED...

They fought with each other,

And used to hug each other,

To get the bond stronger,

To stay forever.

They walked together,

Hand in hand..

And hold each other,

When there was a bend.

They smiled together,

In every bother.

They cried and hurt,

And again hoped together.

Has the feel lost???

No....still....................

They laugh, they love,

They hope, they try,

They hurt, they need,

They fear, they cry.

And they know they do the same things,

So they really not that different,

But now they are no more together...........

BON VOYAGE......

Some years back,

we came as strangers,

shared some smile,

and some angers,

thought of yesterday...

the good one and the bad

thought of all the love we shared,
and all the fun we had,
but........................................

When tomorrow starts without me,
don't think we're far apart,
For every time you think of me,
I'm right here in your heart.

WHEN EVERYTHING IS LOST,REMEMBER FUTURE REMAINS,,

What is left when everything is destroyed?

What is left when everything vanishes?

The only spark of hope,

Enlightens the whole world.

What is left when you are beaten down on the ground?

What is left when you have lost everything?

The only will of getting up and fighting,  

Makes you do things that you would have never thought of.

When life leaves no option but defeat,

No one remembers the one who compromised.

The only person who stands till the end,  

Receives honour.

When you are dead,  

No one remembers what you did,  

But the only thing that is left is,

What you believed in. 

When everything is lost,

Remember............... future remains...............

PROLUVS.......

Sometime a shadow intrudes,

Sometimes a childhood dream,

While getting coy in the dark night.

But now the shadow is vague,...

The dreams are indifference,

And there is an inside fight.

The mind is rising,

The heart is getting bigger,

To trounce the entire plight.



WAS THAT TRUE...............OR IS IT................?????

Was that true….............?

The unspoken feel,

The loving fight,

The slight talk,

All through the night.

The innocent affection,

The worry, the care,

The drops of tear,

When I am not there.

The support, the faith,

The promise, the courage,

The smile, the kiss,

And the togetherness with ease.

Or is it …………?

The louder claim,

The silent emotion,

The sooner coming,

Even sooner eviction.

The conditional care,

The uncertain hold,

The false tears,

When the eyes unfold.

The insecure feeling,

The unsure love,

The unreal happiness,

With immoral node.

Was that true. ………Or is it?