Love

My take on LOVE

Love begins in fantasy
Blooms by attraction
Develops because of admiration
Prospers with understanding
Matures with age
But sustains only with patience

The change

This poem questions the "CHANGE" that we undergo every now and then and how we are afraid to face it.

Never are you welcomed
Nor you are doomed
Marking the disruption of comfortableness
Arousing the feeling of anxiety
Expected or not
Inevitable you become
Signalling a new beginning

Faith in God

Get up in the morning
You can see new problems calling
Putting your best foot forward
Acting as per the command issued inwards
Time for the results to unwind
Throws your attitude out of the wild
Frustration pops this question to the forefront
For why is God always silent
Puts me in thinking
In a day filled with moments
Easily you forget him during pleasant events
The bitter truth is that
He receives more brickbats than pats
For those who believe in him
Plant this in your mind
For what he gives is the best of the kind
Put aside the delay
Absence of faith can blow you away
And others
Plan and trust your actions
Bound you are get the right sanctions
A small piece of my mind
Helping mankind is serving god
Bringing a smile and hope in a persons's life
Makes the silent spectator's heart cooler
Than pots and pots of milk and wate 

Destiny of life

The life shorts , but one can't sort anything out of it
As man sciences every bit
But the aura of the one greatest decreases not by an inch,
This journey sour for some, sweet for some, and mixed for others
Is sweet always, but individual thoughts vary;
The journey ends never, for pits and halloweens increase
But some end this pleasent voyage not having the self to rise
Destiny of life never ends.


This can be bettered , rather if each remembers their past
Their glories with some faded away, matters little;
Only those frozen in heart makes an impact
Painted in canvas of heart they revive the past glories,
Destiny of life never ends.

One faces life with grit and smile , rewarded always
As they are the, gandhi's, churchill's, einstein's;
Not born all of a sudden
So face life as it is,
As destiny of life never ends.

Remain a child at heart

This poem is dedicated to all the child within us 

Here I am, sitting in my cubicle
Rolling my memory back to life's chronicles
Days when playing whole day: the only commitment
Alas, ending with my mother's stick treatment
Throwing my bag on the floor, after school
And waiting for mom's coffee was uber cool
Times when videogames, cartoons and Hotcars
Were spicing my life, rather than programming, coding and logics
Often, my creativity was unleashed at
The freshly painted walls of my house
Ultimatum being, the short naps on my mother's laps
Missing those days, really are we
Asking god daily a rewind button, very eagerly
Each day increases our maturity,
Sad part is, diminishing our childish nativity
Only looking back on our past
The things we missed glare at us with aghast
Take a vow, shall we
Remain a child at heart forever.