Frustrated Life

Laying on my bed,

head under my pillow,

not letting anyone know,

but tears flowing below,

can’t enjoy a moment,

though worldly comforts by my side,

this is nothing ,

but my frustrated life

My life is a game,

which I’ve always lost,

and those who won,

were all at my cost,

tired after giving thousands of tries,

But never I rested nor I sighed,

This is nothing but my frustrated life.

I loved everyone,

but was hated the most,

all sailed deep in the sea of joy,

leaving me at the coast,

hiding tears in my eyes,

I had to smile,

this is nothing

but my frustrated life.

I say many things,

but I m always unheard

and all misunderstood a lot,

though I never uttered a word,

though I m at my destiny,

it seems to walk far miles,

this is nothing,

but my frustrated life.

U r the World

You are the world

 

You are the world, I don’t lie!

The world says, ‘coz it’s you… and why? 

 

         Sun daunts to shed his arduous glare on you

         And moon taking a chance to match you….

         As she found this rare beauty only in few

         Even rain thinks in millions before it showers                      

         Like the turbulence of the wind mitigates, that usually hovers   

         Nature is jostled into a dilemma....

         Judging as to who is the most charming phenomena

         The gushing river’s silence insinuates its respect

         To an extent, that rustlin’ leafs stop their noisy puppet

         The busy arcade is turned grave

         When you swift through your way, with a winsome wave

 

         Gloomy days rejoice at your very sight….

         And the darkest nights ignite

         Old and the trodden are animated to joy

         As mere pains are given up, turning out to be shy

         Beauty has been more conscious you bein’ around

        Tension obviously resentful, ‘coz he is unable to hound

         And patience at its spirit, with its intimate found

          

         Time is tuned out of pace

         Trying to make every moment a happy phase

         The entire mood is inclined to you 

         Do I need to interpret more? No! I’m true....

         The whole world is sure to go numb

         Forced to think nothing but to remain dumb!

 By Sach