WHEN YOU GET WINGS......

Here when I sit on chair,
My mind takes me to the place,
Where I was earlier there.
The sumptuous food I took forgranted,
Revolves before my eyes reminding me,
How I never cared.
Everything of past seem beautiful,
Fear to see whats ahead.
I want to be somewhere,
I would really love to be.
God my sensitiveness will leave me of nowhere,
Why you made me that way,
Why I am this way.
A fragile soul bound ,
By a weak thread.
The last thread I am bound with,
Is my Father and Mother.
Now when I live alone here,
With threads lost,
But their impact has kept me together.
Wish they were here.
But when you get wings,
You have your own sky to fly.
This is what my Father said,
When eggs hatch birds ,
Feed into the mouth of chicks.
They teach them how to fly,
Then they leave them alone ,
And see them fly above thier Heights.
So soar up the new sky and ,
Let sky not be the limit,
Become someone who sets limit,
Higher than the SKY.


P.S -This poem was written in kota when i was emotionally 'overwhelmed':)

DARKNESS

Its a winter night,
With no moon in the sight,
Just a clear dark sky;
I look up on it ,
But see nothing;
I think about this life.
We live life as if ,
We will never die
And die feeling ,
We have never lived.
The one with heart bereft of values,
Is like living corpse.
Just engulfed in worldly pleasure,
We forget the purpose of life.
But one day when darkness falls,
We find nothing around but,
Ourselves in gloom.
All people around whom our life revolved gone;
All objects we kept hugged to bosom worthless;
All the places we loved to go bizzare;
All what we loved to eat filth;
All we would want to know is,
What we have done;
We are left to wonder,
If any of our deed was worth,
Did it give real eternal happiness to someone.
In our life,
If we have one thing ,
We can die for.
If there are people around,
We can give up our life,
So they can continue living,and
With them wanting to do the same in disguise.
If there is any place where we go,
Makes a difference there.
If ever we tried to feed our soul with spiritualism;
All this we will wonder,
When darkness dawn upon.
For one who kept the gods word,
Searched meanings out of life,
Worked for nothing but,
Just a blessing,a kind word,
Or simply a smile.
Loved someone with divine passion of life,
Did something that really changed lives,
Followed the spiritual path amidst,
the alluringly dark,
For them darkness never dawn upon,
They carry in themselves,
The glory of the sun,
With the impact ,
That will keep eyes occupied
Till the world goes numb.


P.S -This poem won third prize in VIT's this year cultural fest 'RIVIERA' ..on spot topic was given 'Darkness'.