You cannot win hearts of people by swords
Hug them with your kind and loving hands and they will be yours

Nothing was falling except snow

Killing each boring thing
Creating astonishment

If not today,
Tomorrow,
Or the other day,

You will have to say sorry to your consciousness when it troubles you.

Do it today,
All dream of a better tomorrow

Be it in garden,
at home,
Or anywhere,

        Flowers make friends

Happiness
Increases by sharing

We think it decreases

So goes down our happiness

Success isn't penalty shoot
It's playing rebounding and score a goal

The sun isn't selfish
When it departs
It leaves its room open for the moon
To get in.

A fine story is the best cure.......

My story isnt interesting
It's about the survival on this earth.

Still it has ample to change your life

Falling, falling, falling,

You know how to stand up

The question is solved

Don't forget she tended you for long
Don't forget what she ate was chosen for your health
Don't forget what she worked was to keep you well balanced
Don't forget she tolerated much pain to alleviate yours
Don't forget it was she who is lying on the cot
And you are occupied in your life ignoring her lot
Is it justice, humanity, love, kindness, care
When you have forgotten her each moment she lived for you?

Don't forget she tended you for long

To understand one whom you love
You must love yourself and feel its rhythm

Everyone is at war
People are dying

What are you doing?

Take care of your old parents
And make them feel you're the best

As you're seeking peace, creating peace

Out of hectic days,
Free yourself for some thrilling experience:

Shake hands with birds, squirels, deers
And play with them, feed them;

They're the characters of our poems