A good night sleep
Can solve all problems but one:
How to get a good night sleep?

Blue,  red, yellow, green.
So many colors and shades in which the world can be seen

Money. Cars. Jewelry. Life.
What do these things have in common?
Value.
We value money because of the things we can do with it.
We value the comfort and convenience of cars.
But they're not part of who we are.
We say jewelry is valuable because of the time that is taken. The care.
We value the looks people give when they gawk and stare.
We value life because we are alive.
Without life, we wouldn't be able to enjoy spending money, wear jewelry, or know how free you can feel when you drive.
But there's one thing missing from the list.
One thing we always seem to forget.
Ourselves.

Poetry is something that
Somebody loved it
And somebody nailed it
But it is you
Who made it

It is like a fruit of nectarine
And it is for the one
Who can differentiate
By the taste of it

It is an art of creative words
Which can go up and down
Or by side by side
Like vertical and horizontal
But should make a final sense

Let things go in ease
To make it never cease
As poetry is to enjoy
Than to make it to destroy

Simple words are far better
Even for sophisticated matter

Never make your batter hard
Which is never good for any bake
Let your words digest in readers mind
So the taste of poetry can feel so fine

Try to make a nest in every heart
So all can enjoy with full of zest

See the miraculous chain of train
Filled with lots of passengers again Travelling with full of inspiration therein

And at every single railway station
They are moving on track of your own creation

Keep your worries aside
And your driving force beside
To be ready to inspire
Before you expire

Go and write with full zeal
So that no one can steal
As it is in you  
And the copyright is with you
  
No one can make a link
Which is written with heart’s ink
Neither can make it to sink

Let your imagination
Fly with your passion
And make it a new fashion

Follow your imagination
And be in full determination
So the words can bless as rain
And it can never refrain

See the beauty of sailing ships
Which is floating in your own seas

So enjoy the writing of waves
As the ocean is yours

Make your pen as mighty as sword
And relish with the power of word

Make footprints on sand
And be embedded in every mind
To enjoy the world of word
As an everlasting bloom ahead