Today

People say "you don’t know what you have got till its gone", well not in my case. I know the value of people and things that I have but I don’t express much to tell anyone about that. But I do express it with myself in many ways and one of the ways is this. 

Today

Today,

I came to know the value of friend,

Why they are important in our life?

If they are the true ones.

Today,

I came to know why people say ‘try to male less but good friends’

Cause there is no on like them who understands you,

Cause there is none like them who guide you.

Today,

I say, “I love you”

I say, “Thank you for being my friend”

I say, “You are also the reason I am here”

 Oct 30, 2004

I Know

A poem that I feel truely does justice with my love towards nature. This is the poem that I wrote in class 7 and yet feel each words hold true meaning till present date.

I Know

I know, I am addicted;

Through the smile you give everytime I see,

You are my Hope of life and happiness.

I know, I am totally lost in you;

You are always there when I needed,

You are only the true love, friend.

I know you not only love me but all,

That's why you help everyone,

To understand what life is and love is.

I know, you are most wonderful thing in this world,

As you are only the reason why I and all are here,

Since you are the only Nature, the most precious cause of  this world.

I feel series

Those poems are wirtten in different dates and the feelings has changed with the situations and circumstances.

I feel

I feel,

Like my enjoying days are gone.

Like I am loosing myself in the crowd.

Like I am drowned in the ocean of noise.

I feel,

Like I am fade up of studying hard day and night.

Like coward to face the problems.

Like I am numb.

I feel like the way I feel.

I feel (II)

Sometimes I feel so lonely, none to share my thoughts and feelings.

Sometimes I feel my punishment is to cry until my death.

Sometimes I feel like screaming aloud so that whole world could hear it.

Sometimes I feel so scared to speak out.

Sometimes I feel so hard to take a breathe.

Sometimes I feel I am cursed that no one is willing to be with me.

Sometimes I feel so lost in the ocean of confusions.

Sometimes I feel so crazy to think about changing this world.

Sometimes I feel so foolish to write these things.

But mostly I fee like the way I feel.

Dec 15, 2005

I feel (III)

I feel so occupied nowadays.

I feel so happy from inside.

I feel everyday is getting more beautiful.

And suddenly,

I feel so frightened that I will male some mistake.

I feel so scared that I will loose you.

I feel so afraid that I will wander in darkness.

And I feel so many things,

Cause you  are my conscience,

Cause you are my soul, my life.

Jan 13, 2006

I feel (IV)

I feel,

So guilty but dint remember any mistake.

So alone though there are people who hear me.

U am locked in chains of relation and cannot free myself.

I feel,

Like hiding myself somewhere for the time being.

Like some piece of shit lingering and dojng nothing.

Like I am in hell because of those feelings.

I feel,

Like I am drowning in these thoughts.

Like I cant do anything right.

Like I am messing up my life, myself and my relations.

And I feel the way like I feel.

June 22, 2006

The Artist of the Sky

I love to gaze sky whenever I get time and every time I look at the sky I see so many artistic designs. Then I start imagining that there must have been someone who is drawing all those beautiful creation who is telling that life is beautiful with its highs and lows, storms and sunshines and with all that life can give us.

The Artist of the Sky

There’s an artist,

Anything he can art,

He can art it in a minute.

There’s an artist,

Who is really brilliant,

He’s the king of the artist,

What he imagines that he creates.

There’s an artist of the sky.

Who arts in the sky,

Whatever he imagines without feeling shy,

He’s art can be seen everywhere in the sky.

Everyone of the world sees his art,

And praise and encourage to continue it,

But sometime he becomes angry,

Of pollution and natural degradation.

Everywhere he can fly,

He multiples his art in the sky,

At night there will be twinkling star in the sky,

There’s an artist who art in the sky.

2001

Lost Friend

Lost Friend

How can I left,

When did I left,

Where did I left,

Something has lost that’s you.

I am living in a hope,

You will come with a bright smile,

Talk to me,

Although It’s far a mile.

Now I found you,

My dear lost friend,

And I will always keep you close to my heart,

And I hope,

I would never lose you again.