Lift Yourself Up

Lift Yourself Up

Whenever you feel stressed and are thrown by the fate

Never lose your courage and always be the brave

Consequences would led you to bow down to their feet

Tell yourself always that you were never born to face the defeats

                          

People would discard and the world would go against you

Show them that the world is for all but the Destiny is only for few

Riding through the shackles where distractions are many

Our Goals would always remain in our dream if we wouldn’t take Steps any

Get yourself busy with the tasks that ensures your aim so much clear

Failures might come in your way only just to give you a gear

Time would go so fast and no one would know where

Looking back after winning, the world would know that you used it well and so fair

Pave your own paths where you find them missing

When others would walk on it you feel that your efforts are really working

Time remembers those who had really done so much hard

Always Lift Yourself Up so high and feel like you have crossed those stars.

Written by : Ashish Dutt

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Struggle

Struggle

Whenever I felt low stressed by my own deeds I know

I was running at last in the race of million foes

Felt that sorrow many times that couldn’t be told

As if life had come to an end and gold had started to corrode

Why I am the only who doesn’t know to climb those huge trees?

Where others had reached the top and had given their life a big relief  

I also do the hard work but why can’t be on the Top

I think I know the reason of that and could now turn it to a big stop

Fighting against my own mind being defeated many times by it

How many more times would it all go, soon I would end and be quiet

My dreams would exist forever but I would be perished soon

The sun would forget to rise and the darkness couldn’t be controlled by the only moon

Should I start crying so loud or forget whatever happened in my past

Saying always seems so easy but doing needs efforts so hard

Should I become stiff and turn myself to a hardhearted person

Where neither my feelings would exist nor would the thoughts encounter

My level would have fallen in some of the eyes I know

Should I strive to raise it up or focus on my goals alone?

No eyes would help me or would guide me to the right ways

World could only be mine if I had mind in my body where efforts would always stay

So now, could I conclude myself out of the trauma which I had gone through?

Where failure was very near to me and I was hit by some sharp darts very true

I had learned the biggest lesson of my life

Surely I would never let my failures hold me back so much tight.

Written by : Ashish Dutt

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Sinking Me

Sinking Me

Why am I drowning in the darkness of me?

Where the sharks are swimming in the deserts of sea

I lost my will power and then comes my fate

Though I am on my way to Goals but still I am late

Fading is that brightness which had shown light to many

Fuel when comes to an end, I finds distractions in any

Nothing is too far and nor the near one is very near

When Hate ascends the throne, my eyes are poured with tears

I wish I could forget the journey of our past

When you were with me and our love was rarely vast

Our sacred separation was truly written in the Destiny of our page

Heart once broken, Life feels like trees with no shade

Mutual trust was our Love’s very base

Crying after heartbroken is the natural human’s case    

Certainly I would rise and burn like fire glowing flames

So its fire may melt the memories of our past and there’s no one left who blames.

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The Night And Nightingale

The Night and Nightingale

That night was errand and the darkness was so much deep

Keeping quite I walked down the woods where the  noise was certainly asleep.

The dark might turn Black a coat of a white sleepy sheep

Climbing slowly into my ears was a sound coming  from those huge trunky trees.

Might be “The Dark Beauty ” was yet to asleep

Kind be her charming voice which was pumping life in that deadly night so creep.

The voice could be compared to the gifts from god’s loving soul

Further I moved and what I encountered was my endless journey more.

Her pleasing songs hold me to stay there as forever as I could

Like the real peace of a winter night as being enjoyed by those standing woods.

Mingling all the happenings somewhere I came upon a conclusion

That nothing in this world could be compared to The Voice Of Her Seclusion.

In a sudden my watch’s alarm was awake

As if it was reminding about my pending works before my footprints would fade.

The other nights I never heard her voice again

But still love the game where the Nature wins but I fail.

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The Life’s Walk

The Life’s Walk

The nights are dark and so much deep

Often we travel through the shackles and clear the streams

If Our Life was the only  fact unknown

We wouldn’t get any answer and end up with groan

Unstoppable we go overcoming the highs and lows

Rallying for a cause and learning from all blows

Somewhere deep and down inside we know

That this life is only a one man's show

Clouds always floats high up in the sky

Every failure is worth a lot as it teaches you a lesson to fly

Life’s Answers are hidden in the questions we see

Might be your “Six” feel like “Nine” to me

Just there is one life so live it at full

Face the situations being calm and cool

I don’t want to end this poem as I don’t feel like its right

Because the reality that I had told till , is from infinite to might.

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The Night Rains

The Night Rains

I go to the bed when the night wakes up

When the moon comes up and sun goes to sleep

That night was tasty and so sweet

Suddenly I heard a crackling sound

And was taken to fright like a trembling mouse

Then I heard a showering noise

So , it was the raining voice

The rain was heavy and so deep

Winds accompanies it like a friends in need

Fauna were dancing in a joyful mood

Like “sweetness” to a “sugary food”

Winds seemed to be in so much hurry

Like an ideal person with no worries

Calmness of the Nature were no more seen

I thought Nature might had forgotten ,what it had been

So rich in pride and so good in its deeds

Like a resemblance to father in son’s breed

Capturing all these phenomenons In my mind

I went to sleep ,leaving the Nature behind

The Sound of the rain was so calming and solace

Like it was an unending voyage.

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Family

 Family

The family stands on the base wherein the mutual trust is running its race

Where the happiness is shared on everyone's part and caring exists forever and lasts.

Where the seed is sown and is nurtured till it grows      

Angels come down and sings their melodious tones.

Stars twinkle in the sky like diamonds at a distance far

Always shining whether the night or the morning is riding their cart.

So is the family seemed who had a never ending approach to the caring they start

Curbing their desires for the things we need and hiding their pain behind a smiling mask.

Trust where seems like the ship have on its mast

Paths would soon end but the journey would be ever last.

A Family where lives together in peace

Hate would forget to hinder and would leave.

 Written by : Ashish Dutt

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Why Do We

Why Do We

Why do we always think so big but do so much small

Our inner spark might fade one day if we end ourselves thinking the highest talls.

Thinking makes the way clear for the Goals which are far enough to reach

Often we are lost in those ways where desires overcome our holy spark indeed.

We run with the spirits so high towards the aim we had chosen to make our life

On that way running with the the zeal we end up with the only option to strive.

Having left with nothing but something inbuilt in you which is so large and tight

Your passion is enough to give those feelings of failure a big blast of fright.  

    

Where are the true you who believed in "Love" than to "Like"

Both might seemed to be similar but not always are all alike.

"Like" shows the truth that we pluck the flower that we have found good

"Love" tends to nurture that flower and caring existed for long and was also true.

 Have that much courage to neglect the trending wrong

 Ignorance might haunt you after but you continue to hear the voice of your own.

 Bright would be the sky one day where the clouds had ruled for so long

 Sunlight always comes falling down no matter how loud has the night sung its song.

 Destiny sometimes tell us that “You cannot reach me I could say”

 If our thinking goes more than the work fight“I would surely be lost for you one day”

When our dreams remain in our mind but reality seeks efforts on our part

How can we blame the destiny afterwards when we know it was all our fault.

We often search ourselves where the real we are lost in those tricks of worldly affairs

Finding the happiness in real fake and killing the feeling of share.

Paths are never built on their own or maintained to live last forever

Its all your deeds that make you win in the journey of life where we dominate the world or whatsoever.

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