The direction of sun to show
Her existence and delightfully grow
She has only one source
A strong force
Man plays role of protector
A rare gesture
What does she need?
And thought to feed
A direction to be followed
And course to be allowed
She remains pure
With intention very sure
Life shall move around
Where ever he is found
Petals are fully in boom
With real blossom
The person should come
And accept her to welcome
Your eyes, your smiles and your cryWith your lovely look you feel very shyWe had waited for this day to comeAfter many years we saw you and welcomeBe our old age stick and lead to the doorWhen you find us helpless and poorNow we are all delightedAs you have made home illuminatedWhat all we have…
We may ask whyBut that shall rule for long timeWe may feel guilty with crimeWhy did not I do that?Why did I seal fate?All questions may invadeBut then memory will slowly fadeI was left behindTo findNo trace of bad memoryBut to move with happy stateYears may come and goBut we should blowOur own trumpetAnd people…
Someone is lucky and blessedOthers think over it and missIt has no more repeat occurrencesYou got seize and avail the chanceThe tears should not take over pastAs life is suddenly going to lastThe memory may saddenFrom some corner he may appear suddenMake you feel happy for a momentIt delights your presentI floatAnd simply quoteHis simple…
Still conclusion not forgoneEnough was yet to be doneRuled the scene of love for everthe fear for self was not there and neverI was considered the king of flowersThe rain pleased always with showersI did all possible to cover my petalThe age was showing effect on its arrivalThe dreams were threatened to be shatteredIt was…
But findNew style in forceSo find out the sourceIt wins warTakes you farFrom torturous environmentTo make you happy at any momentIt makes spaceOr room in all the casesPeople find safe refugeThe coolness and shed so hugeSmile with no artificialityThis is biggest qualityIf personal adopts natural wayThe happiness shall always stayGive it all if you canAnd…
I have made many friendsI take them into my landMake them known my trendI was soldierNever thought of becoming writerTo become poet was distant possibilityThanks to almightyMy pen moves in directionStops nowhere with reactionI write for common goodSo simple and straight to be understoodNo one so far put me in odd positionKept any kind of…
