Sunday, 8 February 2015

The Mind Game

Our life is like a game,
A brainy game of chess,
To dream our luck and fame,
And ignore the selfish mess.
To plan a worthy living,
And honour our sacrificing motives,
A bliss of selfless giving,
Edificing the abode of positives.
The mesmerizing touch,
Of the prolific attitude,
And sanguine clutch,
Of a mortal’s gratitude.
The diligent soul,
Checkmates the king,
By vanquishing the foe,
And altering the Game.


Happiest Moment

It happened to me,
to the latest of now,
That I feeling free,
and moment was a wow.
I giggled my happiness,
until I could swear,
As a beginner towards life,
I’ll always be aware.
Romancing with my time,
I always stared my luck,
Building a gorgeous rhyme,
could even be puck.
Dancing on my lively rondo,
I heard my heartbeat,
Which electrified my mood,
and generated a new heat.
My soul lit up,
 as t’was the happiest day,
Never bothering the victor cup,
I celebrated that all day.