Every blooming flower and every strong tree,
is just another beautiful sketch in God’s heavenly canvas,
(namely,) our lovely, dear earth.
The pearls of heaven adorning the fields
the carpet of the green grass tickling my feet
the beautiful blend of clouds in the sky,
making me realize how small and insignificant am I
the vibrant colors, the spirit of life
add little more than happiness
to the joys of the earth…
The darkness asks me to search for the stars,
the haven of peace, which houses the moon,
The lady of luminosity, who’s abode in the moon,
A radiant face in the blanket of black
Escort of the midnight vibes,
The pearls of stars, embroidered and speckled,
Clustered together in a necklace of love
Says the night, wake up. You’re missing heaven.
The ice cream melts slowly
as she sits there waiting
knowing it could be her stupidity
or more than that, maybe a betrayal
But she waits, just hoping against hope
that it ain’t no joke,
but at last nothing remains,
except molten cream and a broken heart….
Among those gazillion creatures with heart
stood one pale being with a frozen heart
Cruel and cold
How could you have such a soul?
For there ain’t nothing crueler than
a frozen human heart
How could you even dare
wipe the forest and not care
How could you even kill
your kith and kin
and make them fauna homeless
How could you survive with so many sins
Your ice cold heart
With your cold hard soul,
bemark my words, oh mankind
Your end is coming near
The moonlight darkens around me
The wind remains roaring
Their tears start welling,
as my hand stops shaking
The trees remain swaying
As my heart stops beating…
One fine day, I remember my mom telling me, that when they were children, playing in the sun wouldn’t mean getting tanned, getting sun burnt, getting bitten by mosquitoes, catching diseases or getting infected.
It was a part of their lifetime;playing.
But now, it surely is very hard to digest that concrete jungles and tar roads make it unable for children to even play.
Playing is like one of the basic amenities of life. After all, all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.
But now, its not only Jack, but millions of kids out there, with their eyes glued to smartphones, with no time to even imagine what playing with friends could really be.
To me myself, playing seems like a far-fetched dream. There are roads, shops, buildings, apartments, houses, libraries, malls and schools, but no playground can be seen.
Don’t deny it people, by making life better for yourself, you are making life miserable for the upcoming generation.
Let us be free.
After waking up every morning, be happy…cuz you’re still alive.
Before sleeping every night, be grateful to god…cuz you have just ended this day and an ending is after all a new beginning.
And between every day and every night, do something which will make your heart glow with joy…