Me In This Heat

Every summer morning it is the same case,

I wake up because; the sun shine falls right on my face.

I try hard to sleep again,

But all my effort goes in vain.

Finally, I get up to start the day’s race,

I take a dip in cool water to find solace.

And just when I start enjoying the chill,

The warm air comes for the kill.

It gets almost impossible to walk on the street,

As I feel like fainting in this scorching heat.

Sitting at the bus stop is as of being cooked on a grill,

Trust me, I am serious and not building a mountain out of a molehill.

It feels so much better when the climate is cool and the surrounding is greener,

Ironically the same Sun that soothes me in winter, tends to burn in summer.

Oh, how wonderful it gets in the rain,

When the cool breeze blows and washes away all your strain.

I sit here and visualize that refreshing feel,

Like a magic worked and filled me with a rejuvenated zeal.

How I wish these thoughts come true to their meaning,

And little do I realize that it is nothing but day-dreaming.

I'ts Time

    The right and the wrong holding hands of time

    Stand together greeting all with a smile

    Young and restless, the wrong is dressed to kill

    Old and wise, the right is hiding in disguise

    Time goes on but nothing seems to change

    Standing together they are neither enemy nor friends

    People so ignorant often are tempted by the wrong

    The right questions then what have I done wrong

    Hoping that someone will stop by to hold his hand

    Happiness and sorrow are hiding behind them

    No one says a word, the hide and seek goes on

    Life is surely simple but not easy says time

    Have offered you my best and my worst

    Choose well my friend while there is still time