You are my precious,
A rare gem in this land,
Your brilliance shines,
Beyond the reach of my hands.

You are my melody, sweet,
A haunting tune I can't forget.
Your thoughts remain as a plight,
In every corner of my regret.

You are my dream in trances,
A vision I chase in the night,
Your memory forever dances,
In the shine of my eyesight.

You are my comfort in distress,
A shelter in life's stormy sea,
As your gentle whispers,
Guide me to where I want to be.

A treasure beyond compare,
Forever I will cherish,
In the depths of my love and care,
You are my precious.

By
Sanji-Paul Arvind

Happiness is a perception,
It is connected to human emotion,
Some find it in gods devotion,
On social media many find it in attention.

One can find in a pet dog,
And one can find it in their brag.
Few find in accumulating wealth,
And there are people who get it in good health.
Happiness is a state of mind,
Is the current trend.
For some it is in earning,
And for some in spending.

For many it is in human connection,
None ever achieves by deception.
Some find in betrayal,
And some find it in being loyal.

Happiness is found in a lover's touch,
In the moments that mean so much.
It's in laughter shared with friends,
In the joy that never ends.

Some find it in the morning sun,
Or when a long day is finally done.
It's in the beauty of a blooming flower,
Or in the quiet of a peaceful hour.

Happiness can be short and rare,
Yet it's something for which we all care.
In the simplest of things it can reside,
In the heart's pleasure it does abide.

So look not in far-off lands,
Nor in things held in greedy hands.
For happiness, though difficult to find it seems,
Is often found in our hopes and dreams.

By
Sanji-Paul Arvind

I lost you the day I broke your heart,
And now I am not your love’s part.
I said things I shouldn’t have,
Trust me that is not how I usually behave.

When you pierced me with your words,
I was getting lost as it was like bombards.
I am the whole world for you,
Even when you had a family and friends, few.

When I broke your trust,
Punishment for me is a must.
I cannot change what happened in the past,
Forever will love you for my whole life, left.

I am who I am, of you,
As you changed me, scrap to new.
Don’t let me to live with regret,
Forever you own my heart.

By
--Sanji-Paul Arvind

People's path we cross as it is meant,
The ones we lean on, compel us to relent.
Those we hope will heal our broken hearts,
Often become the reason for shattering to parts.

We share our troubles, seeking comfort in life,
Yet those we share with may plant seeds of grief.
The ones we dream to walk life’s path,
Can be the very ones who cause our death.

Trust, an art we paint so fine,
The ones we hold dear, as vibes aline.
But often those we trust the most,
Turn out to be the ones to betray and boast.

In life's storm where emotions swing,
We learn that hearts too can sting.
Those we expect to hold us near,
Are the ones who always disappear.

Yet in the pain lessons we learn,
To find strength, our hearts gain.
For in the depth of every night,
Shines a glow of hope as light.

So, we mend our hearts with grace,
Accepting the scars, yet seek a place,
Where trust and love may still reside,
In hearts that heal, and souls abide.

By
Sanji-Paul Arvind

Every morning starts with great excitement,
A salesperson's heart, strong and vibrant.
With motivation burning bright, they hit the floor,
Hoping to close deals and always want more.

Pitch after pitch, they stand tall,
Facing rejections, but they won't fall.
Each "no" just makes them fight,
Determined to turn it into light.

Honesty in every word they say,
From their heart, they lead the way.
Adaptable, they face every storm,
Confidence is their everyday norm.

Through countless calls, they keep on,
Never giving up, always going strong.
Listening closely to hopes and fears,
They understand customers through the years.

With empathy as their guiding star,
They help buyers, no matter how far.
In every chat, they share a part,
A piece of their caring heart.

In the world of numbers, they find their beat,
A good pipeline makes their journey sweet.
Each lead is a treasure, shining bright,
In this endless chase, they find their light.

So here’s to the art of selling well,
A mix of talent and skills that excel.
In understanding, they find their grace,
And bring a smile to each customer’s face.

By
Sanji-Paul Arvind

I see her shine in the sun's embrace,
I see her face in the moon’s pleasant grace.
I feel her presence in the soft air,
I sense her warmth in the fire’s flare,
I taste her spirit in the flowing stream,
Each moment with her, a cherished dream.

I see her beauty in every bloom,
I feel her in the rain's sweet loom.
I feel her fury in summer's heat,
Yet miss her warmth when winter's chill greets,
And long for her hugs when evening comes near,
A comfort found in every soft tear.

I want her comfort when the world feels wide,
I want her as Joy in every rising tide.
I need her smile when disgust takes hold,
And wish for her surprise when my path is cold,
For every heartbeat, till the final breath,
I’ll carry her light, even beyond death.

By
Sanji-Paul Arvind

Freshly bathed hair,
The aroma travelling through air,
Reaching my passionate heart to cheer,
On the edge like a dew, droplets of water

Face like a freshly bloomed rose,
Water still dripping on your nose,
And your still wet toes,
Even the sun would've been shy when it rose.

No perfume can match you aroma on earth,
Never have I experienced such since birth.
Which will follow me to heaven or to hell,
Such is my devotion, a story you can tell.

I wish to flow like water, starting from face,
Dripping through the shape of your grace.
To wander freely, unbound and true,
Feeling every part, intimately anew.

I want to rule your every part,
from head to toe to your deep heart.
To become one with your soul,
Will be my eternal howl.

By
Sanji-Paul Arvind