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

Never play with heart
As it hurts as a sword
And in deep down the heart
The pain felt is so hard
Than a bleeding wrist

Never gamble for flirt
As things may get worst
By breaking their trust
And while doing so much lust
You will be booked
Or cooked
By so much hate
Also will lose the worth
Of their great heart

Never play with strings
As it seems as a guitarist’s wings
And from heart to heart
Strings can depart
If not played with good spirit
And when you put it in your cart
With all your ***** mind crust

Never play with wings
Let them fly where they wish
Never compel to make it yours
As love is not a lake
Filled with full of crocodiles

Love is like a flower bud
Give enough water and care
And see the love of hearts
Which can be a bed of rose

Respect others feelings
As of yourselves
And see the world
Like a nest of zest
Which can be filled
With true love and care
And with the immense pleasure
It can blossom everywhere

From hearts to hearts
And to miles to miles
Make a way that smiles
With all your hearts
Which is being so kind
As a divine light
Is so bright

Once lived in a heavenly planet
Forced me to jot down some memories
Of the most chilled vibes of mountains
To rejoice the feelings once more

Deep in the land of ice and snow
There surrounded the most steeped mountains though
With a river filled with chilled water
And some huge rocks on riverbed side

Air of there was free from pollution
And was so pure to breath well
That feels like fresh air gave a cheers to breeze
And that made our breath feel like a foggy smoke
All that seems like a heavenly place to live within

The shining golden sun peeping from mountain
With its dazzling rays of sunshine
On the dew drops of grassland
Bring crystal clear droplets all over the land

The chirping birds sang in its sweet rhythms
And all that lovely things
Made pleasant morning sights
Which made our heart warm
Even in the most freezing days

During the winter’s peak
Some years bring frosty snow
And that white snow layered all around
Like a dancing white peacock
Mesmerising a white peahen
To live in its snowy feathers
for life long

During the admiring spring seasons
The flower blossoms everywhere
With varieties of butterflies
And bees wandering here and there
In the most beautiful gardens
Like a daydream of a fairy tale

And the waterfall from mountains
Seems like a white snowy bird
Which flew down with its wings
To sit on the narrow stream of river
To enjoy the taste of fresh water
Makes an everlasting view of life

No wonder how the beauty of nature
Captured our lives so far
And being in love with this nature
Bring lots of loving memories

And that memories of mother nature
Can never fade with decades
Joy of those childhood days
Can never comeback

Nor the happiness among friends
Who are divided so far
Neither does the feeling of lived life
Can be enjoyed
Nor does it can be explained here
With few words

While in the land of blessed nature
There were some most painful part
Many of them lost their loved ones there
And the lost ones became a soul in the sands of riverbed

All that painful memories of loved ones
Became a mourning cry for many bleeding hearts
Which still cannot vanish like a nightmare

But one more chance if got in that heavenly land
Will not be enough to rejoice there
Which gave us the everlasting memories

Desire never ends
Until learned to satisfy
And felt grateful for

We humans have
Lots of silly excuses
All the time
From dusk to dawn
And in all seasons
Whether spring or autumn
And if winter or summer

We always complain for
What we don’t have
Lacking this and that
And so on..

But we never
Count our blessings
Our mind
With no retardation
Our eyes
With no blindness
Our ears
With no deafness
Our tongue
With no dumbness
And our body
With no disability at all

Even though
Most of us
Believe that
We are not talented
And lack so many skills
But we never think
How a disabled person
Got so many vibrant calibers

Some can write
With legs
Some can dance
With one leg
Some can swim
With no legs and arms
Some can paint
With no vision
And all that
Mind blowing talents
With such disabilities
Is something
To learn about

But have we
Ever thought
Why can’t
We have that abilities
And the reason is
We don’t have an urge
To do anything
We have lots of facilities
Around us
And thus we don’t need
To sharp our brains

We live in pleasures
Like in a full swing
And thus
We don’t know
The pain of a
Handicapped
The darkness
Of a blind
The communication barrier
Of a dumb
The hearing impairments
Of a deaf
The financial constraints
Of a poor
And the loneliness
Of an orphan

We humans
Born as ordinary
And thus
No need to think
As extraordinary
We mostly learn from
Our mistakes
And so about the
Urge for it

When we get  
A sincere urge
It results to a
Turning point in life

So why can’t we
Challenge our disability
And make it an ability
Let’s rebound our abilities
To make it a miracle
And enjoy the worthiness of
This graceful life

All of my stars gone
In milky way galaxy
Like hazy band in sky

Weeds of words in garden
Makes encyclopaedia
With thousands of trees