The Magic

You may not know,

Where the magic is,

Miraculous soft snow,

 Of the southern hours whiz.

The magic is to cognize,

 And experience yourself,

Nevertheless to cowardice,

It does surprises to many an elf.

The magic is within you,

 Just need to discover,

It makes you one among the few,

And sometimes is needed to recover.

The filament of life,

Manages to burn,

The world's longest drive,

That it would turn.

Spell out the magic,

From your heart,

Unearthed the tragic,

And list it apart.

Magical is the drift,

Which binds you in faith,

The immaculate thrift,

Wisdoming your inner trait.

Fearful World

My heart throbs like a diamond star ,

sitting under dim night sky

Power like the third world war ,

but no time to question why

Why do I think it every hour ,

 sitting in my new Mercedes car

Lonely gazing the stars at night ,

 thinking why the nations fight

Don’t know why the leaders cheat ,

for money they can easily beat

Yelling like hungry dogs of the street ,

 making us lay on their feet

Don’t know why corruption is there ,

from leaders to public everywhere

Common man just stand and stares ,

for him in this world no one cares

Terrorism is there in world ,

Crossing the limit of every hurl

But no one knows the reason why ,

why the minds of this world die

Everything is changing its phase day by day ,

even the nature cannot tolerate

But the common man has to fight ,

after all he has to survive

Every time this question arise ,

why the common man cries

No one has the answer which is exactly right

That’s why my heart throbs at the cause of my life

Attitude

Don’t  bother about things,

Naturally happening to me,

Never driving selfish rings,

When i know what I want to be.

My playness and my charm,

Nothing got to do with my image,

I always be sweet and warm,

While glamouring my lineage.

Those fits don’t happen to,

Enjoy my incredulous life,

As they seem to be those few,

Who want me to lose my pride.

It’s my power I know,

Gets wasted indeed,

When i abruptly throw,

All my good friends in need.

Though you laugh on my weakness,

A promise you won’t win,

As a dour news I’ll leak,

And will naked down your sin.

If you’re a fighter then I am too,

More than what you think,

Don’t challenge me among the few,

Or I’ll bet your fight will sink.

Don’t worry that’s my attitude,

As I am none who can be sold,

Beware you that’s my solitude,

As i am daring and bold.

Robotic Life

We peer into the most suitable one,

and luxury that we have,

All the world who knows the shun,

 but want and always gave.

Our life turn into a robot,

 though we do never understand,

Following the same routine,

 we never change our trend.

From morning to evening,

and evening to noon,

We wait for night’s wing,

and then as usual stay to our tune.

A boring life we make,

and monotonous it goes,

We become listless for the wake,

and anonymously it throws.

To change our mechanical thoughts,

we need to change ourselves,

Our fashion, trend, haves and have-nots,

 and our mind that dwells.

Revert the tune you are living in,

exchange the thoughts and ways,

Develop your mindsets in, a noble man say.

I am ME

Let it may fall

No time to care

What other’s call

No time to spare

Edificing new bonds

The best indeed

A conserving pond

Of honest feeds

Layers of masks

Wear as much you can

My tears won’t ask

Of how you ran

I will regain

My lost strength

Though suffering pain

That all i meant

Virtuous you be

Loyal the one

Difference you’ll see

I created some

Water may drop

Its bliss from the sky

But i don’t crop

Any filth i say

My words begin

With the truth of life

What all can win

Is a spurious thrive

My tears are

My biggest strength

You be so sour’

I’ve no time to pretend

Friends

Friends may be there….may not be there ,

 But their love remains with us forever

Whenever we are in need of them ,

our love pulls them to us ,

A real friend is the one…who walks with you...

When the whole world walks away from you ,

 A friend never counts you …in front of any evens and odds….

He has no complains with you but these friends are likely very few ,

Your friend never puts you in any wrongs…

A friend rather plays a role in building you a good human ,

There is so much to say about them….

but words are not enough…,

 Friends give you strength when you lose all hope…

They give you hand when you are about to fall…. ,

 A friend take all pain…for you to learn and gain….

No adjectives can define a friend…but then also some say it has an Fri[end]…

Never leave your friends because….both of you will suffer the loss…

You will suffer the loss of friend…and your friend will suffer the loss of HEART…..

Mistakes can be done and improved many times….because humans only do mistakes….

But once your friend HEART is broken….it cannot be REPAIRED….

Never break your friend’s trust…as they blindly TRUST on you….

Be to their expectations…..as they do not expect much from you…

But never leave them alone…..as they can be your future guides…

Always remember do not forget…that they are your beautiful life

Breaking Bonds

It is difficult for all,

To survive in unhealthy bond,

Many give it a fall,

But only handful are strong.

And yes for a girl,

It is most difficult to,

Rising high up in the hurl,

A greatest task to do.

To cross those oceans,

Of the toughest challenges,

And to ask a question,

Why our mindset never changes?

Today’s girls breaking free,

From those lumpy bonds,

Now girls too agree,

When they are astound.

It goes the need of the hour,

Girls to edifice their strength,

Showing their undeniable power,

To the world in serenity.

Stop being a SLAVE

Being a slave,

the world knows that,

Making me to behave,

 like a labour swot.

Ignoring my wishes,

and my fresh burns too,

Forcing me to switch,

and giving bad works to do.

Tolerating those inches,

I had done,

Climbing those trenches,

 I wondered it fun.

Nevertheless screeching,

swimming the skinny lake,

Now I am bleaching,

the past person awake.

The mindless new philosophies,

 had considered me insane,

Proving their abnormalities,

now are all in vain.

Stop being a slave of yourself,

which can’t gain you anything,

Start a new life with own self,

 by spreading out new wings.

CHANGE WE NEED

The world surrounds the in’s and out’s,

the truth in the authentic locus,

Millions of people move the scouts,

 in order to increase their focus.

The corrupt world,

 induces to follow the tradition,

Creaming the beneficial fold,

making the submerging the verification.

Contempting the placid,

that none other would do,

Blemishing the bracket,

 elaborating the déjà vu.

Alteration is necessary,

and a proximate change we need,

Admitting the weary,

was a very doltish deed.

Trepidation should be removed,

 the coercion it had built,

Destroying its aged bedrock,

and the selfish guilt.

Resuming the rejuvenate change,

the mutate we devoir,

Establishing the new welkin,

and the heavens we desire.

Commemorating the new holy,

 we partage our obligations,

Rectifying our contemporary folly,

by deciphering our bygone praxis.