If you have entered into a problem
There is a way to come out
Nothing has only entrance

No opportunity will ever follow you
You will have to chase it without being impatient

Imagination
Does wonders for every work

Everyone has an opinion for your problem
But
Only few have time

The moment one borns
                The chasing of one's goal begins

You will have to burn
Like the sun
If you have passion
To serve mankind

When a man
Suprresses a rising evil
Of his children

He serves society
By making his house
A happy place

They won't tell you
It's orange or guava
They don't ask you
To buy them that
Tiny toy or shiny shirt
In the showcase
For none they are
Nuances or burden
Keats's sensuousness
Doesn't chram them
Still they move on
Though silently
With rainbow
On their faces
Masking every whiff
Of sobs or grief
To our nosey eyes
How swot, how illustrious, how cool
There is a wide space
Unoccupied in their hearts
And they know anticipation
Of caving is a self deceit
A silver partner,
Like their shadows,
Walks along with them
Each of their footfalls
Is worth praising
As they dishes out
Inspiration to broken hearts
That life is not lived as it is
But it is created and then lived
When it's comfort to us

The key to solving any puzzle

Is courage

And after ages and ages

It will be only courage

Until a nation
Builds poles of love and harmony
Among its people

Its bridge of prosperity
Cannot stand long

If mother were a form of poetry
I would compose only this
In thy praise throughout my life
o my mother........

In that rainbow moment,

The precious coral,

While walking

On the leafy track,

Thy eyes,

Those brown stars,

Gazing,

Like a deer

In quest of its fawn,

Over thy shoulder,

Had arrested my soul,

And incarcerated me

Into the marriage,

A life sentence of ecstasy!

Sitting under the tree
And lying in the lawn

Can never be replaced
By any new technology

That provides delight