Dedicated to women:

Beautiful and extraordinary, The God's creation,
Sometimes I wonder what makes us a proud nation.

It is because of Woman's dignity and rightful stand,
That we consider India as our motherland.

What is so special about mother ?
which makes her exceptional from other.

She is a statue of love, sacrifice and courage,
strong ,powerful and ready to fight at any age.

From dawn to dusk she is busy in her kitchen,
ignoring her wellness she is always there to listen.

Sometimes she is a wife, promising to care and stand beside,
putting at stake her own needs, always ready to abide.

When she is a daughter, fills the house with her laughter,
son's may turn their back, she cares for her parents even after,

Bearing the responsibility of both the family on her shoulder,
she promises to obey and dedicates her life for their better.

Thus, words are less to describe her quality,
she is a true portrait of god and immense is her beauty.

I pay homage to the women of today,
hoping that the success of women will increase day by day.

Never give up:


Try and try until you succeed ,
never get scared of failure or defeat.
Time has come to recall your deed,
struggling hard is all what you need.


Worthless is the triumph or victory,
with no hardships and endeavor.
Winning losses its charm and importance,
where trying is less or fewer.


so keep on trying and never ever give up,
coz you will always regret and repent.
Thoughts that you never tried hard,
will always haunt you, leaving you to lament.

Racism:

Why do we discriminate?

Of course we all are different ,
Our color ,shape and sizes are variant.

But that is the only peculiar identity,
which is gifted to us by almighty,

Then who are we to question his creation,
why do we discriminate and play with one's emotion.

What if a person is black, and what if a person is white,
what difference it makes if he is of different caste , creed or tribe.

Our color of blood is the same, in spite of different name.

We have white days and black nights,
but they still follow each other with delight.

They don't at all discriminate ,
then who are we to dislike and hate?

Just give a thought to ponder,
our shadows are also black no wonder,

but we both cannot be separated,
Thus end to RACISM is eagerly awaited.

Rain Drops:

There I lay all dull and sad,
deepen with anger and turning mad,

Outrageous thoughts repelling and engrossing,
there i lay fighting with my inner soul ,swaying and tossing,

Unaware and reluctant to the wind outside,
where weather has secretly bloomed to confide.

Then heard the Clouds thundering and rumbling ,
barren lands started roaring and yearning ,
impatiently waiting for a gentle touch,
Birds swinging in branches and rabbits emerged out of hutch.

Flower's smile revealed the mischief beneath.
Suddenly amidst the clouds, poured rain ,
washing away the warmth and heat.

Tiny tinkling droplet no less than pearl,
setting upon the buds and leaf's furl.

Clear and transparent ,glazing in the twilight,
it's gentle touch oozed away pain with all its might.

I stand all drenched in rain,
as resisting its charm was in vain,

Thrilled and excited as rain has enchanted a magic spell,
repulsion and sorrow feelings had no more place to dwell .

Rain shower a new and fresh feeling within,
body soaked with joy together with a slight sheen.