No One’s A Loser

No One’s A Loser

When We Lose, We Are Not The Looser,
We Contribute Our Victory,
To The Winner ,

When We Give-Up ,
Somewhere Someone’s Head Rises-Up ,
When There’s A Setback,
We Gently Put Our Patience Into Their Sack ,
When Our Night Falls,
On Them A Dawn Would Befall ,
Which Provides Them The Morning Light,
Only From Our Dark – Deprived Sight ,

Dare You Call Us A Loser,
We’ve Contributed To That Winner,
By Taking Away His Failure,
And In That Lies A Real Valor…

‘ HIGH SPIRITS ‘

‘ HIGH SPIRITS ‘

/* with the dreaded exam time around , i needed something to keep myself motivated and of course not to get bored with this studying stuff , so i came out  with this poetry which ”  all Dreamers and achievers would like to read..!”

i hope it has the same effect on you (the readers) as it had on me” */

Come what may,
This day or any other day ,
Never  give up
Keep that head of yours
Always up,

Failures may thrive ,
But that spirit should always strive,

Do what you love
Love what you do
Standing in that never ending queue,
Keeping faith ,
Sometimes,
It may make you late ,
But will offer an experience ,
And take away your grievance

So come what may,
This day or any other day
Never ever give up,
Keep your head held up,
#’HIGH’ !

“to be THERE”

“to be THERE”

I want to be there
My thoughts i would share
Speaking, teaching and expressing
Waking sleepy minds by words inspiring
Untangling people’s complication
Helping them to fasten their motion

Give me a chance to stand up and speak
And I’ll take you to the highest peak
Of gaining happiness and smiles
Because that distance isn’t measured in miles,
Holding glances of everyone
Brightening young mind’s  like the sun

So you never know these words come from where
Because that’s the place and i want to be there

Welcoming Change

Welcoming Change

Things aren’t the same as before,
I wish it would last some more
But as the winds blew by,
I look above at the changing sky,

It made me realise that it is the time,
To change over the route or only whine,
On the earlier times
When you were by my side,

It takes so short to dream and aim,
But things wouldn’t be the same ,
As i realise the colour change ,
And thus collapses the imaginary range,
That was build on skies ,
That was build on a base ,
But i still craved for the grace,
Even when i knew this wouldn’t last,
But i really needed to aim soo vast ,
Without fearing about the bound ,
And in this deed i found,

Myself a little more stronger ,
Enduring the pain a little longer ,
As i knew i was no-way wrong
But i never knew i was soo strong!