Momenting

life changes in a moment...
each one has its own scent...
when you feel a whiff...
it gives you an urge to sniff...
or makes you wish for a blocked nose...
seems like water coming out of a hose...
making you wish the tap runs dry...
and all you could smell under the sky...
is the fragrance of the wet mud...
or of a rose that just came out of its bud...
both are fresh and make one happy...
even if the last moment was crappy...

Flying

And the bird wants to fly free,
Away from his nest and tree..

To reach where the horizon originates..
Hoping that peace for him waits,
when he reaches his destination..
Taking the Sun as his inspiration..
He flys all anxious but still sane,
On a path that his creator for him has made..
Believing and trusting the master loves him,
and takes him to where he may always win...
The lord sitting in the bird's place..
And for the bird promises to face..
All the troubles and give his little creation just happiness..
and peace; the life he dreamt of, nothing less..
The bird also promises he will give his best..
And to the master will leave the rest..

Then the bird will probably fly free,
Away from his nest and tree..

And reach where no one has reached..
Proving what he has always preached..
Is not impossible to to follow today..
If only you dont fall prey..
To what you should stay away from..
Inside you always know what is wrong..
Stop yourself just when the thought comes in..
You will always feel a voice from within ..
Reminding you of the right way..
What the bird says probably may,
or maynot work for you..
But the best way to walk it through..
The bird says, is to listen to the soul..
Sometimes even the elders have told,
This is what the bird did yesterday,
And now you see today,

The bird flies free,
Away from his nest and tree ...

Dedicating

Far away from where I stay,
I know someone unknowingly prays,
For my wellness and peace..
And her prayers till me reach..

I can feel each time she thinks of me,
I wish I could forever be free,
And be with her, by her side,
Together we both shall ride..
The horses of love and sanity..
and be together till the end of humanity..

Something I wrote thinking of someone I probably know or dont know..
Not sure.. But a few of my thoughts.. in a few words.. for the special one..

Rhyming

Sitting on the edge I felt a strong gust,
Making me feel of a presence august,
I was sure that it must,
Be someone who we all trust.
Although an atheist would have smelt fust,
Or would have thought it to be the dust.
But I as a believer will always degust,
this amazingly beautiful stardust.
Of the one, in whom I entrust,
who makes me to the situation adjust,
Always giving a decision that is just.
When I fall after someone's distrust,
Helps me to readjust,
and stand again, alone, but robust,
Punishing those who are unjust,
Also sometimes using thrust,
And in some extremes cases, simply combust,
Keeping me away from lust,
And if I am down, giving an upthrust.
Never do I reach a state of disgust,
All because of the one who made this crust,
And I hope, faith in him would never rust.

Remembering

Hi!! As my close ones know today is a very special day.
I would like to share with you a few poems.. One I wrote a few months ago remembering someone special.. and two I wrote probably when I was in 5th grade or 6th grade..


I start with the first one.. this one as mentioned above I wrote a few months ago..


Light that shines above my head,
is unable to reach my bed.
I thought, is this the part that led,
me to the beloved and the dead..
I could not cry,
Because there I could see the body motionlessly lie..
Not talking at all,
Someone thought I would faint and fall..
But then inside me is this person so strong,
someone hiding inside me since long..
Or probably since the time I knew him,
till the day ended our mortal link..
And I was left to think and just think, of someone love and admired,
When I saw my beloved grandfather on the funeral pyre..


Now this one i wrote sometime in 6th grade i think for a hasy kavi sammelan kinda thing ..thats what i can remember.. its in hindi..


Aajkal logo ko itni tension hai..
Ki sote huye bhi aadmi attention hai

Pandit ko pooja ki..
Musalman ko allah ki..
Bahut tension hai..

Bahu ko tano ki..
Mote ko khaane ki..
Bahut tension hai..

Cricketer ko note ki..
Minister ko vote ki..
Bahut tension hai..

Kuware ko biwi ki..
Bachche ko padhai ki..
Bahut tension hai..

Aajkal logo ko itni tension hai..
Ki sote huye bhi aadmi attention hai


Last but not the least.. this one i wrote I think for my grandfather.. when he was in bombay.. to call him here.. this one I wrote in I think 5th grade.. It is in pure Hinglish..


Come soon to Delhi,
I know it is very garmi..
But once we switch on the cooler, you will feel Thandi..
I assure you, you will not miss Mumbai..
We will take you ot many places,
if you want, we will take you to stadium where you have races..
At night we will chat and watch TV,
We will also go to the cinema to watch new movies..
This can only be done if you come in June,
Because my school will start after the end of june..
My birthday is also in the same 30 days,
We will make you happ yin many ways..



I dont know if this was complete.. whether the english is correct.. but just words..

Bashing

When life hangs in a balance,
and you feel you cannot afford to take a chance,
To try something you haven't tried till now,
Don't ever look down,
Because in the past you have failed.
But think of the one who is always hailed,
By one and all, the Great Almighty, I mean.
And believe that he has already seen,
you, that is, his child, to be successful,
Making you pull,
towards your being the best,
In the venture which is going to be your nest,
For a while; till you plan to use,
That which adds every moment, you never lose,
Experience; and think its just the same,
How could you be so lame?
To think this situation is no different,
Than the one through which you went,
Since it is just a thought,
But in reality, from the lot,
of the best, Lord chose this for you,
As a way, to make all your dreams come true...

Smiling

In search of happiness I once started walking.
Just me by myself, to myself I was talking.

Miles and miles I walked with myself,
I cant even count what all behind me I had left.
Searching for something that could bring a pure smile,
Motivation made me think I would find it in a while.

Tired of looking about for so long,
I closed my eyes and sat down.
And called out for the lord to help his child find,
What he has been searching for long; the Lord didn't mind.

He made me stand up and hugged me,
And I saw a universe nowhere to be seen.

Then holding my hand he showed me around,
Now, in every creation of his I found,
A source of happiness which I could feel is pure,
I turned so happy from inside, I couldn't ask for more.

When I came back to where I started from,
I couldn't find God, and thought I did something wrong,
Which made him angry and go away,
And leave me alone, totally astray.

Suddenly I heard the loudest, but softest voice again..
which immediately took away the reappeared pain,
And told me of how much he cared for his son who is in search,
of something that is there on his own porch..

That was all he said and vanished in thin air,
I kept calling, all in despair.

But when I connected again with this world,
I recollected what God to me told,
all I could do, when I looked around, is,
SMILE, with the purest happiness..
And realised how the almighty tested his son,
If I kept faith in him, even if he made me run.

Neither do I need to close my eyes and call him to be happy,
Nor do I need to connect the internet on my lappy,
And google 'how to smile again',
Because once things that gave pain,
Are not able to confront me,
because right next to me, the Lord standing they see.
Now I dont fear them anymore,
Since my faith in my lord into them tore,
Which made me realise,
Happiness comes not when you keep searching or for it strive,
But when you understand your God is around to help you through.

Never forget that you are a part of him,
Even if you do any sin,
He is there to help you out in every situation,
You wont ever have to mention,
your troubles to him, if in him you always believe,
Because never would he let even his smallest part bleed.