I never lost my confidence
For I was never about to lose something,
But only something to get and  everyone aspires for that!

Passivity is chronic,
Making dreams go waste in the era of competition!

Don't
Say;
It is over!
Our strength lies in rising after falling!

Poet: What is your strength?
Poem: Imagination!

Sorrow: Unfold your identity.
Laughter: Only balm to heal bruises you abrade on humanity.

Humour
Is
A
Spoon
Full
Of
Sugar
When
Something
Pungent
Causes
You­
Dry
Cough!

I left the door open
And stepped outside in the veranda
My quiet eyes caught the images
Of the people in stampede
Then I heard someone say
Life is a grey and yellow leaf
In stormy weather
I went inside
No one was there
Only me and my voice within