Poem – Birth

Sleeping cosily, in a ball i was curled,

Drifting away slowly, into the dream world.

When i was pulled out from my home,

And wrapped up in a blanket, softer than foam.

I yelled, and cried, i really was angry,

Woken up from my nap, now cold and hungry.

Why was i here?, My little brain thought,

Why away from home, had i been brought?

I was finally fed and i dozed off again,

All this crying had put upon me, a strain.

My life went on like this for an year,

Until i could finally understand quite clear.

I was now an year old, and did whatever i felt,

Anything, from tearing papers to chewing on dad’s belt.

I had many people to care for me,

After all, i was a new leaf in our family tree.

Time passed, now i could walk,

And was learning fast, how to talk.

I mostly played and slept all day,

Fed every hour, with my little bottle and tray.

I grew faster than ever,and before i knew,

I had been enrolled for something new.

School it was called, i was not the only one,

There were others like me, deprived of their freedom and fun.

My parents left me at the gate, where a man took me inside,

I felt uncomfortable,and so i cried.

I missed my home, and hated my school,

For this was the only place, which i didn’t rule.

Days , weeks and months passed,

I started to like school at last.

After all i had made some friends,

We followed our own rules and trends.

When i realised, this world is really fun

And so is my new life, that had just begun.

I have a long journey, i know,

So wish me luck, for there’s a long way to go

Poem – Busy Hours

My life these days, is dull and boring

The burden of work, upon me is roaring.

Sitting busy and aloof, i usually am,

As lots of stuff in little time, i have to cram.

But due to this, my skills are lost

Putting my creativity, at a cost.

I sit so quiet these days, that i start to stutter

Just ‘cuz i have to earn, my bread and butter

I earn money, but lose myself, everyday

Nothing more about it, i have to say

I just ask for some time, some cooperation,

And the thing i need most, some motivation

Poem – Nature’s Beauty

Today , on this land I wander

Satisfied, I want nothing grander

My eyes fall on a sight, upon it I ponder

It is of small, sinister looking salamander

Sitting peacefully, with some leaves of coriander

I shift my gaze toward the setting sun

The soothing sight pleases my eyes

Like watching, your life’s tasks being done…

Around me the cool breeze blows

Towards my face, cosy it feels

My eyes shut, my pace slows

Eventually, on the story ground I stand still,

To be honest, I am generally busy

With not much time to kill

But this place had the heaven’s charm

I needed to go and work, but my body woull refuse

My brain telling me, a few more moments will mean no harm

“What are you doing here, son?” A passerby asks

“Nothing much, just a break from my busy tasks”

The old man grumbles something I cannot hear, so I ask “pardon?”

“Well, you see.. Your generation never appreciated the beauty of a garden”

It was true and sad

To know about experiences they never had,

All about technology​, is today’s generation

Obsessed about material, is this population

Many do not appreciate nature’s beauty

To create awareness, is our duty

Poem – Road To Heaven

Floating alone, lost deep in thought

I was wondering what fortune to me had brought.

Was this the very thing that my destiny sought?

Possibly could this cure my soul’s drought?

But this was not the time to wonder

Since a moment’s delay could strike a bolt of thunder

I had to go, meet my fate

It was, all this while, waiting for me at the heavens’ gate

My soul soared high, my destination was the home of God

To have made this far, the heart of my mortal shell must have been broad

Reaching the doors of heaven, I was greeted

The guardians took me with surprise

But nicely was I treated

They made sure I was who I meant to be

I passed their tests, then came the result

I was let inside, finally, my soul was eternally free

Poem – Land Of Mystery

This is a land of fantasy,

Where reality comprises of your thoughts and dreams

Truly, a vision of ecstasy,

Full of grasses, trees, hills and streams.

Where happiness falls like a shooting star

Where memories are made and people cherish

Where hearts meet, both close and far,

And darkness here, is bound to perish

This land is inhabited by us, the elves

Here we do everything by ourselves

Please make yourself comfortable, there is no fuzz

For those won’t hurt you, the bees there that buzz

However, there is a danger, maybe of your concern

It’s just that whoever enters this world, can never return…

Poem – Hard Life

If you think your life is bad,

And you have had it rough,

Think about those people my lad,

Whose lives truly define the word tough.


You may have a few comforts

Moments of tension, maybe some issues

While there are those who can’t

Afford to wipe tears with tissues

Working all day, with little wages

They live with absolute modesty,

Collecting little by little through the ages.

You may have a bed to rest, a comfortable seat

While they hardly have crust to eat.


However, in their hearts is hope

Even if it is of the strength of a burnt rope

That with the common people will they be able to cope,

To become common is their will,having stuff from carpets to soap

Even though with little scope,

Their lives are run by this hope


Learn from those, have a strong will

As the amount of problems in life, 

Is comparable to the size of a hill,

It is natural for man to go through strife.

Life is something complex, not a bed of roses,

You should be strong here,

As you are bound to have some losses

For life cannot always be fair

Poem – Betrayal

Left behind those days now are

And those memories can only come this far

Promises made by him he broke

On the shards of lies he was to choke

So full of greed he was

He didn’t recognise the path which to cross

He ended up on the evil road

Wanting others to do his bidding and bear his load…

Gullible I was, easily fooled

Taking that as an advantage,

Over me he ruled

Made me his servant, in a friendly manner

Yet I couldn’t realise,

That he was the stingy spanner

With lies smoother than butter

He disguised his true personality

Which was of an evil nutter

I came to see the truth, but it was too late

The damage to be done, was done

Truth was decieved, love became hate

My happy self was lost, clouds of sorrow hid my sun,

He stole from me, everything he took

I was sad, mind was unstable

For with betrayal he had me violently shook

My story had become a depressing fable

My companion he was, my best friend

A comrade who you could trust

But he was used to betraying, it was his trend

Breaking my trust, as if a piece of crust

Revenge crossed my mind, but better I knew

Law took the lead, anyways,my options were few

Keepers of morality caught him, greed led him to a cell

But I was satisfied, for he had already been sentenced,

To the eternal torments and agonies of hell