CAN WE DO WITHOUT IT?

Every morning the first thing we see,
every night, the last thing we touch,
through everything, it is with us.

On a click, it becomes our personal directory,
next moment, turning to something, arbitarily.

We all use it to share music n pics,
and all we need to do, is to just do some clicks.

We chat, we converse, we do all on it,
everything we want, have in it's brain, an imprint.

We can fiddle with it, all long nights,
it is a messenger, in our romantic love lives.

It wakes us up, like a mother, in the morning,
it is our companion, like a father, in the evening.

Every time it rings, it gives us some thrill,
and if it will be snatched, we all will fall ill.

It is not just our cell, or a talking
machine, it is our best friend.
Not every model will do good, it should
belong to the latest trend.

Thought about you

All day long I thought about you
Even when I tried not to think about you
I thought about you
When I closed my eyes
I thought about you
When I opened my eyes
I thought about you

When I thought about the beauty of the season
I thought about you
When I thought about the
Warmth of the upcoming holidays
I thought about you

When I heard a love song, on the radio
I thought about you
Even when I said good night to the stars
I thought aabout you

And when I slipped beneath the softness of my blanket
And gave in to the bliss of sweet dreams
I thought about you

I just can't stop thinking about you . . .

Tears

Tears does not belong to our despair only,
even happiness can sometimes make you cry.
Desolation does not always mean being lonely,
it can also deliver you a feeling of sympathy.

Tears are not always at the prey of only fate,
they flow not only at the depart of a soulmate.
Even their reunion can make their eyes go wet,
impression of past can then only make them upset.

They're there beside, even when you achieve a goal,
they accompany you when you try lean on sand's poll.
They will roll down when your happiness is at it's peak,
they will make you strong, and can even make you weak.

They show the feelings resting deep inside our heart,
though we hide them within, and don't let them part.
They flow as they're tired of being,for so long,inside us,
we store them because they might just create some fuss.

They are the essence of someone's sweet innocence,
they are sometimes the proof of someone's presence.
Tears, for sure, does not envelope our despair always,
they allow the unspoken emotions to flow in a simple way.

Eanchanting Eyes

This was written for a wonderful friend of Mine

When I look within your eyes,those twinkling eyes,
They speak of a thousand things.
It evokes myriad memories,
And leaves an imprint on me.
Whenever I look in your eyes,
I see shining crystals,
full of beauty.
Whenever I look in your eyes,
I see an ocean that never ends,
The world seems apparelled in celestial light,
Like the glory and freshness of your eyes.
Just like the morning dew,
Exotic and beautiful.
Every time I look into your eyes,
I'm lost in innumerable memories,
Thus forgetting the world behind me.
For you have those angel eyes
With such a precious glow
I consider myself lucky enough,
To have experienced its warmth.

my Friend.
Just seeing you
reminds me what a wonderful gift I have.
You are the one I will cherish
and treasure
forever.

Thinking about you.

I've been thinking about you.
And I know i don't say it often enough,
But I appreciate all you do.
I've never known anyone
as giving as you..
You always go that extra mile
to inspire and encourage me.
You make me want to try harder,
You make me want to succeed.
You've made me
believe in me.
For this and so much more,
I'm sending good wished to your door . . .

True, Too Often

Too often we don't realize
What we have until it is gone
Too often we wait too late to say
"I'm sorry - I was wrong."

Sometimes it seems we hurt the ones
We hold dearest to our hearts
And we allow foolish things
To tear our lives apart..

Far too many times we let
Unimportant things into our minds
And then it's usually too late
To see what made us blind..

So be sure that you let people know
How much they mean to you
Take that time to say the words
Before your time is through

My Feelings for My Love

There are no words
to express what i feel for you..

There are no songs
as beautiful as the music
that fills my soul
when i hear your voice..

There are no roses
as lovely as you make me smile..

There are no days
brighter than the days
That i spend with you..

And there could never be words
strong enough
to express my Love For You
My Angel . . .

I Dedicate this poem "To a Special person, in my life.."

Is the love you missed, To be alone . . .

I sometimes think of her, my sweet
her gorgeous smile, tender lips,
to which my heart complete in love did beat.

Distant thoughts of a our glorious love
sweep my mind, like the white feathered dove.
Free and swift, she glides the thrift,
My sweet little bird, alone adrift.

Many tides have risen, only but to fall
the calming thought of us, a voice never to call.
A whisper in the night, a light to which I see no bright,
A calling to which the voice I speak, returns no answer
to that which I solemnly seek.

What love remains, shall live within
It's glowing power, continued, undiminished.

To her I say, your worth unknown
Is the love you missed, To be alone . . .

Straight From my heart

This Was written for a Special Gal in my life

Written from my heart sealed with my kiss
These words will describe our eternal bliss
And when I lay my head to sleep on my bed
You are the thoughts wondering in my head

When my eyes shut I see an image of you
Nothing can distract for you are my only view
I wish you were here, holding me so tight
Yet instead I will be dreaming of you tonight

I dream of the future that together we'll share
The laughs and cries we'll see in this love affair
I count down the minutes until I see you next
I just want to run away with you into the sunset

I've fallen in something that is magical and deep
A picture drawn inside my heart forever to keep
An essay written in words the describe this love
A prayer to the angels thanking them up above

I look into your eyes and I see forever right there
I feel it in your touch as you brush through my hair
And each time we kiss I feel the love deep down

Is thisTrue LOVE ????????

Some say true love stands the test of time.
I say time is the test of true love.
Some say true love nourishes the mind.
I say true love is your heart becoming mine.

He says true love is hard to believe.
I say true love is the person you grow old with.
He says true love is kisses and more.
I say true love is the girl worth waiting for.

She says true love is love at first sight.
I say true love is me loving you right.
She says true love is poems and mails.
I say true love never fails.

They say true love is rarely seen around.
I say true love is you that I have found.
They say true love only happens to a few.
I say true love is me and you

How Good

How good it feels to be alive,
and to appreciate and enjoy life.
How good it feels to wake up every day,
and to watch the little ones play.
How good it feels to dream at night,
and then wake up to beautiful sunlight.
How good it feels to have good friends,
who will be with you until life's end.
How good it is to have the support of loved ones,
and be able to go out and have fun.
How good it feels to hear, touch, smell, taste, and see,
and live in a time in which we can be whatever we want to be.
How good it feels to breathe in air
and to be able to recognize my happiness and share

Why Cant this Appen

Once I was dusting my book of life,
I happened to see a beautiful page,
It was lying untouched for so long,
Not getting attention of any sort.

An urge aroused to go through it fast,
As if to feel it all again and again,
It revived me of each bits once more,
It generated ample of refreshment.

God...How beautiful was each day!..
Each moments were full of life.
Those days possess spring of all seasons,
It is a precious mine of best memories.

The way I was turning back the pages,
I wished I could just rewind my ages,
To reach there to get back those days,
Just to fill my empty days to feel alive...

Which has started loosing its essence...
Slowly but sadly by the hands of time.
But never I doubt that even time can ever,
Destroy or fade the beauty of that page

To my MOM

I feel wonder of your love
It is deeper than this calm sea
It has no limits as the clear sky
There are no tearful ends can see

When tears cover my heart
When I feel there’s nobody to me
I hear you as my heart beat
Collects my broken hopes to me

Sometimes I am hurting you from words
I am giving to your heart so much pain
Sometimes I am not caring of your words
But lovingly you are taking me again

You are a river of kindness you are the love
There is no any example in this whole world
You are the real meaning to the adorable love
Mom always you are the strength to my world

Still I feel of you as the very first days
I cried without you
Words are too poor to explain
But Mom, so much I love you

Delicated to woman

A smile of a woman can swept away
Thousands sorrows of a man’s heart
One woman can make from one day
A man’s heart as fresh and as great

A woman can wipe very hot tears
And bring smiles to a tearful face
A woman can take lots of fears
And give to others the joy ‘s rays

A woman can express sweetest words
To make soft feelings in a tough heart
Only a woman can wet their eyes
Because of another one’s broken heart

Only a woman can make a baby to sleep
And invite angels to the baby’s dreams
Only a woman can hide an ocean of tears
And smile as thousands of starry skies .

Whts Life???????????

A question that haunts everybody’s mind
More you explore, more complications u find.
Neither easy to understand nor easy to know,
Its kind of drama with different sorts of show.
Some think controller is almighty god,
Other thinks they are their own lord.
Play starts with birth & ends with death,
Before one starts understanding it becomes too late.
Relations are given relations are made,
How faithful is one he can only grade.
Some call it struggle, other call it race.
Can’t one be happy in what little he gets?
I call it beautiful, I call it fun
No need to understand it, accept whatever comes.
Enjoy every moment of life with all ups and downs
Stop fighting, stop struggling, and stop longing for more n more
Nothing going to go with you that is for sure . . .

PERSPECTIVE

Most of us understand that the world revolves around us. It’s true
that your world revolves around you and my world revolves around me.
In fact, the one thing I am sure that everyone I know has in common is
that I know them all. In fact, if I did not know them, they would not
even be in my world.

That makes me sound kind of important, don’t you think?

But be careful. It can be easy to get carried away about these
things. And people often do. They can feel entitled to things, when in
fact nobody is entitled to anything. Our very existence is in fact a
blessing.

People can get quite upset when others are in their way, when
other’s agendas mess up theirs, when others don’t understand that
they are trespassing on our world. Yes, people can be blind to the
fact that they, too, are trespassing on the territory of other people.

Yes, you are the center of your world, but each of our world’s
overlaps with every other world we touch. Let us not lose sight of
this truth.

Portrait of a Friend . . .

I can't give solutions to all of life's problems, doubts,
or fears. But I can listen to you, and together we will
search for answers.

I can't change your past with all it's heartache and pain,
nor the future with its untold stories.
But I can be there now when you need me to care.

I can't keep your feet from stumbling.
I can only offer my hand that you may grasp it and not fall.

Your joys, triumphs, successes, and happiness are not mine;
Yet I can share in your laughter.

Your decisions in life are not mine to make, nor to judge;
I can only support you, encourage you,
and help you when you ask.

I can't prevent you from falling away from friendship,
from your values, from me.
I can only pray for you, talk to you and wait for you.

I can't give you boundaries which I have determined for you,
But I can give you the room to change, room to grow,
room to be yourself.

I can't keep your heart from breaking and hurting,
But I can cry with you and help you pick up the pieces
and put them back in place.

I can't tell you who you are.
I can only love you and be your friend

Destiny or Fate?

What's the real story of destiny and fate,
are you seeing the difference ~ a major debate.
Most say the future is cause & effect,
everything that happens is picture perfect.

Is it just a collection of scenes with no rhyme,
or a cohesive experience that takes a lifetime.
Does this sound like a vision ~ blurred by your mind,
or a quality screenplay played out in real time.

Everything that happens is a result of the word,
but take the wrong meaning from what you have heard...
Make a smart choice and do what is right,
or pay your dues later from sheer oversight.

Destiny suggests our life is collective,
choose your goals wisely by being reflective.
Fate plays the twists that connect the unseen,
abstractive, reactive, distractive, obscene!

Free will is changing what's beyond the routine.

Mist of Thougts

The sun slowly enters; on the misty mornings;
Making his way; giving away his rays;
Filling each atom of the universe
With its shine and energy;
Melting the misty opaqueness;

How I wish ….
The clogging thoughts
Evaporate just like the mist;
Bringing that vibrant freshness;
Blooming flower fragrances;
Good old cherished moments;
Reasons for enduring happiness

consequences of anger

A terrible fit of anger shatters the physical nervous system. It produces a lasting impression on the inner astral body.
Although the effects of a fit of anger may seem to subside in a short time, the vibration or wave, continues to exist for days in the astral body.
A slight unpleasant feeling that lasts in the mind for five minutes, may produce a deep inflammation of the astral body. It may take several weeks or months even for this ulcer to heal.
Now, have you realized the disastrous consequences of anger? Do not be victims of anger. Control it by love, mercy, sympathy, vicara (enquiry) and consideration for others.
Even slight annoyance, or irritability, affects the mind and the astral body.
Aspirants should not allow these vrttis (thought waves) to manifest in the mind lake, as they may burst out as big waves of anger at any moment, if you are careless or weak.
There should not be the least disturbance in the mind lake - it should be perfectly calm and serene. Then only you will find meditation possible. It is difficult to control anger.
Anger is a manifestation of sakti (energy). At first, try to reduce its force and its frequency of duration. Endeavour to attenuate or thin out this formidable modification of the mind.
Do not allow this modification to assume the form of a big wave on the surface of the conscious mind. Nip it in the bud when it is in the form of irritability. Divert the mind. Entertain divine thoughts.
Do vigorous prayers or recite from the scriptures. Develop the opposite, divine qualities. Develop patience, love, forgiveness - anger will die by itself, gradually.
Blessed are those high souled people who can control their anger by pure, strong will and intellect. Be serene. Serenity is like a rock. Waves may dash on it but they cannot affect it.
Waves of irritation may break on this rock of serenity but they cannot affect it.
Meditate daily, You will attain this sublime virtue of serenity gradually.

I DONT DEFINE MYSELF BY.....

I do not define myself by how many roadblocks have appeared in my path; but by the courage I have found to forge new roads.

I do not define myself by by how many disappoints I have faced; but by the forgiveness and faith I have found to begin again.

I do not define myself by how long a relationship last; but by how I have loved and have been willing to love again.

I do not define myself by how many times I have been knocked down; but by how many times I have struggled to my feet.

I do not define myself by I have appeared a fool; but by the number of risks I have taken.

I do not define byself by the number of mistakes I have made; but by the knowledge I have learned from trying a new way.

I am not my pain...I am not my past. I am that which has emerged

My Feeling

I shed what's call feelings,
Long time ago,
But I could not kill it
When I saw the pitiful eyes of it,
It was shivering, Begging me
Not to leave it alone,
Told me that
It will never let anybody hurt me,
Any body at all,
Told me that I will be strong , But so soft though,
Didn’t want to believe,
How could I ?
I wasn’t even sure about my self,
I stated walking alone,
At least I thought,
But everyday when I turn back,
I see my feelings crawling behind me,
I will tell you the truth,
I turn back and see
Just to make sure Its coming behind me

Beautiful Dream

It was a beautiful morning,
Sun was shinning in the blue sky,
Little birds were singing,
Flowers were blooming,
I was walking with you on a narrow path,
Suddenly..
All disappeared,
I was in the darkness,
You were not with me,
Then,
I realized
It was a dream,
I wish to see at every night . . .

My Insprational Poem - IF

If you can keep your head when all about youAre losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream -- and not make dreams your master;
If you can think -- and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same:
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings,
And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings -- nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And -- which is more -- you'll be a Man, my son
Rudyard Kipling

Delicated to my virtual world friends

Those days..
There was no one,
To share my sadness and happiness,
I felt alone,But now..
I have so many friends to share,
I haven’t see them,Even haven’t talks with them,
But we all are close friends,
Coz we are sharing our feelings with out hiding.

STRANGER, A FRIEND

Life like a river was flowing by
Tranquil simply , busy in myself, my world
Not conscious of who came along
Nor craved the company of any

Stranger like you came by
Made friends with my loneliness
I shimmered ,twinkled danced away
You sat by me and smiled away

When it was time for you to leave
An emptiness filled my soul
Your company it was that made me sway
I then quietly continued to flow

AJNABI DOST

Ndagi meri nadiya si behatie rahi
Apne aapp mein, apni umang mein, magn thi
Na kisi ki taraf yeh nazarein uthin
Na kisi ke saath ne lubhaya kabhi

Ek ajnabi se tum chalei aayei
Dosti ki meri tanhayion se
Main chehakti machalti naachti rahi
Tum baithe baithe muskuratei rahei

Jab chalne ko tum huyei taiyaar
Ek khamoshi ne mujhei bhi gher liya
Teri sangat ka natija shayad
Main phir khamoshi se behene lag