Friday, October 11, 2019

Family


 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
Ashish Dutt.


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Why Do We


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.


Written by : Ashish Dutt
Ashish Dutt.

Strict Restrictions to Publish,under Proprietry Rights. Patent to the Admin:ASHISH DUTT


Thanks for reading my poem and please leave your comments down below.