Sunday, August 30, 2020

Nightlight

 

Nightlight

Nightlight


Burning oceans in the pain

Darkness is hidden in the light

Time is a burry bull’s eye

Darts we eagerly miss hits our sight

Sitting under tree ones

A lonely mind remembered his past

Winds tend to calm now and then

Regrets were written in those hours

When life taught him lessons to learn

He paid no heed and was busy on a run

Stumbled upon many fights

Never had he won, failing every single times

So now he was afraid to fall in next try

Burning every dreams

He never ones tried

When others were gone so far

He was busy with crying on his mistakes

Losing was a pain never gone

Clock moved leaving everything behind

Nights never ended in one go

Stars helped him with the light

Like a father to the son

A bond that asks no price

Nights showed him his pride

All lessons that he learned till

Makes him the Bravest of all the kinds

Happily he smiled to sky blushing black

Nightlight has its reasons to be deep

To understand it will take all time

Cracking it is not a known life’s hack.

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Saturday, August 15, 2020

Horrors of War

 

Horrors of War

Wars and Destruction

How could we think of the nations in love and peace

When many of us are indeed against all these

How great was the time when we were living for each

But now we all have become deaf and cece

 

How could we now enclosed within the country bars

A single step ahead could lead drastic wars

How could we put some bars in the relations of humanity

Our leaders have lost their real power of sanity

 

I am really afraid to think those times of world wars

What Hiroshima had faced and how nations had fought

Millions were dead and countries were totally ruined

Fighting was common and destruction had taken its real tuning

 

Soldiers in the battlefield are compelled to shoot

If they got hit by the bullets, could completely destroy their family’s root

Many faces must be crying during those traumatic times of war

Seeing their dear one’s dead as the sad conclusion of war

 

Losing, crying, pain, agony are some big words for small

Why are fighting when it all depends on us for sure

As there are neither the losers nor the winners in the war

Just to save the humanity you take the first step above all

 

The furious winds of time would one day blow us all

My friends now is the time to stop the consequences of war

Spread love peace and let no hatred touch you

Otherwise one day you would be the victim of the “Horrors of War” too.     

 

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Tuesday, August 4, 2020

Life Saying Purpose

Life Saying Purpose

Life Saying Purpose

Life is what a great fact unknown

What’s our purpose and for what we are grown

With the dreams to too big to touch the sky

Could dug so deep and prove that we could fly

 

Taking certain steps to achieve what we think

Guiding by the paths with not much kinks

I could swear the purposeless life is no more than a haunt

Surely we could achieve whatever we want

 

I think success needs no strategies at all

Just work harder and become ten feet tall

Always have patience as success never comes so fast

Pardon yourself to think that you were last

 

Wait for the day when your success comes true

To take it early you yourself make your own glue

Never forget to add faith and determination to it

And to receive the medal you would become ever fine and fit

 

Leaving your footprints back in the time

Guiding others to reach their goals so fine

Ever since in time after you would die

Will be remembered as a great man so high

 

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Saturday, August 1, 2020

Dream Towns

Dream Towns

Dream Towns
Dream Towns


Often I dream of the waves in the towns

Sailing my ship in the seas of variant nouns

Hoping to reach the shore of wounds

Entitled as a king wearing sorrows as my crown

 

Often I dream of the happiness in the crowd

Taking every step with my head up as if proud

Seeing different lives trying to live in the shroud

All gains that our life seeks needs the pains that are loud

 

Often I dream of the birds in the sky

The wings ones broken are ready to fly

Exceptions are different with no reason to feel shy

The goal needs a firm belief so let’s just give it a try

 

Often I dream of the stars in the nights

The time that haunts calm us by their lights

A sleep that is needed crawls down and bites

The journey heading down has a door to the heights

 

Often I dream of songs in my mind

The scattered words in the lyrics are yet to be lined

A hope that day gives teaches a reason to be kind

Somewhere I am lost and no one can ever find

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Monday, June 29, 2020

Night With Stars


Night With Stars
Stargazing

When the day ends and comes to a dark night
Stars come running to give us their shining light
How could a night be so good and quiet
Overcoming all odds and a lesson to survive

Under the sky of my open dreams in the dark
You give me that courage and a reason to spark
So that all eyes looking at me for their lights
Could fill their void in this folly world of fights

Some dreams are high to reach you in that sky
To grab you from the far as a strength built in so high
Where others will follow you as a source of loving kinds
Some will feel lonely deep-down in their minds

I will see you in my dreams when I went asleep
As source of my charming nights loving me so deep
Your smile reminding me of time and days
That wrong could go in several different ways

A feeling that is so strange in the time of heavy rains
Understand the level of importance and all those gains
You are a stranger to all new eyes loving you in pain
To heal all their sorrows in the life of different names

Surely this night would end soon in memories of my past
Where I stand in my present believing I am the only last
Shining stars ends up all darkness hidden in our fates
A Night With Stars puts solace lots in weights and rising rates

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Saturday, June 13, 2020

I can’t Breathe


I can’t Breathe
I can't Breathe

I can’t breathe where innocents are dying
For a struggle that is wiser in a sense
To climb those walls enough 
Which should be broken up by the time
Were now stressed by some long pains
A reason to uplift and to fight
Where color matters the most to some
While all are happy with love that stives
And a "whole human" had to pay the price
By the hate being thrown on them in their lives
Situation seems worst but they have to highlight
The structure ones built for the sake all
Should not give its shelter only to the Whites
If God never taught all lies and hate
Why do we hold our priorities that are fake?
Sick minds will always run on the reasons that crawl
Enough to kill humanity and Enough to keep us all sad 
Our mutual respect is the only star
To keep us awake in all dark nights
When darkness will run in the streets of minds
And a moon will lose its courage to shine
We are never born to hate
It’s what we learn in the life
To take a tag with a blooming stones
Which fall, we trip and again we try
Racism truly makes no sense at all
So why to hate our people under the common sky
Where a rain is served equally to the tribes
And happily we smile together Again
Let me Breathe” to demolish all hate that would Arise.
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Saturday, May 30, 2020

Corona Times


Corona Times
Corona Times

All good time is gone with the good old days
This year feels cursed by a pandemic in a race
Every breath feels dizzy and a home feels a cage
Every border is cold in a scary vibes of rage
Our life feels precious when the time is rude
Stressed by the bills and safe is not the food
Got no option but to chant a melody of our fate
Silent is the war with loud deadly outcomes we will face
When million innocent lives died, Is there someone to be blamed?
No guilt is seen in the eyes for which the entire humanity feels ashamed
Patients thrive on our Doctors for a treatment that still not exist
But they won’t let them die anymore even if their rest got R.I.P
“School” we say is the name whose existence is torn
By the winds of time to abandoned them for long
Fading memories are crying for Corona Times to leave
Giving back those days when happiness was at its peak
Better could be the time where no religion would live
Setting all hate on fire making love which they would give
Many lives need a million hands merging in peace
As humanity is above all the religion and believes
There’s a “hope for a hope” for good times to return
For all the birds stuck in the cage and a big lesson for them to learn.

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Monday, May 25, 2020

Stagnant System

Stagnant System
Stagnant System

Time spent once is now gone with all days
The day I woke up in the world, I didn't carry all my paths and ways
To establish a meaning of a thing called “Vision”
Not to stuck in my books doing revision after revision
Cramming stuffs for being called an ostensible educated
To make my status high in a society as what people always stated
Pretending my brain was mine, I was using it for others
Our study system tricked me and played me like a cither
Stern was me as a puppet but is lost to think now on my own
My creations were torn by the restrictions that were timely blown
Up were the grades but still I was down acting as a pigeon
Who was fed in a cage and they won’t let it fly in any season
A future that could I make for a nation in which I was born
Trying to make things easy but now I was left forlorn
I could progress badly only if my mind is set free
Instead doing home works as if my time were leaves on a tree
Why do I do when I am the king of my own inbuilt empire?
To rule over the world with the words setting all sheets on fire
Which are made as reports to rate student’s recalling super power
Driving no sense, but still they want to make out a drop-dead ugly tower
We are in this Stagnant System with many innocent futures at a risk
Surely we can shake the entire system with our efforts that are newely brisk.
There's nothing left in truths to say much and more 
It's time to prove this world that "an interest makes a future of Greatness for Sure".


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Monday, May 18, 2020

Night Hours

Night Hours
Night Hours
Its darkness deep in the hours of lonely sadness
Fading are some memories turning into madness
Past turns the holy demons into present wakeful nights
Carrying us away in a state of some selfless fights
Still winds come with some furious time of morn
And it finally rain tears for the relation that is torn
To realize the relation in realm of human heights
Remembering those words that was followed as some guides
Time turns friends into foes in the streets of pathless tracks
Where love seems wreck and objective seems to be crack
Sometimes we start to wonder all what happened was a fake
Like all folly wishes together which were made
Turns out to be our wave of dreams pulling us back tonight
Stuck with the stream of happy-sadness and a reality to fight
So we could hold a line to move all alone with the fire
To burn streets which scary nights carry as their attire
Nights Hours are some long desire to win all the Stars
Long-Alone admires those eyes to watch them when placed too far.

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Sunday, May 10, 2020

Oh! Mother


Oh! Mother
Oh! Mother

Oh! Mother, You are the amazing creation
Truly blessed being born as a child in your relation
But I am afraid to resign from this bond soon
As I grow up, my presence could felt like a lonely moon

Oh! Mother, You are shining star in my sky
When I am lost, you direct me with your light
But I am afraid to lost again and again
As time moves on, your directions could fade

Oh! Mother, You are a God in the little life of mine
A reason that I will glow and a season that I will shine
But I am afraid that seasons do change by the time
As fluent winds will blow, it could take away our rhyme

Oh! Mother, You are the feelings that I feel
My words are less; you are friction to my wheels
That always pushes me in a direction which is right
Your smile is an end to things holding me Tight
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