Streaming tears
Escalating fears
Wordless screams
Shattered dreams..
Is might right
To create such fright?
Callous behavior
Causes hearts on fire
Broken promises
Torn desire
Forced compliance
As might seems right
Trembling spirit
Cowering with fright.
Tell their tale..
That day seems night..
Road ahead
Full of boulders
Causing anxiety -
Stooped shoulders
These are stories
Of bleeding hearts -
In which all parts
Are broken shards.
Now our morrow
Seems drowned in sorrow
As innocents suffer
Without a buffer
When will this greed
And madness end?
Have the minds of leaders
Gone around the bend??

Don’t hand out advice
Especially to kids
They will not appreciate
But will blow their lids –
And this applies
to grown-ups too
For if you interfere –
you will rue
Don’t be pushy
Recommend instead
For then it may shoot in
Right into their head
Unsolicited advice will be brushed aside
For It can be deemed judgmental
And hurt someone’s pride..
Cos No one likes to be doled out advice
Even though it’s well meant and nice
So hold your horses
And hold your tongue
Do not utter
The advice that has sprung –
With the best of intentions
From the bottom of your heart
Because you can’t bear
To see a sad and broken heart.

Life is like an onion
Layer after layer is peeled
And then, if you look deep
The inner core is revealed

Life is like a drum
To its music, we do march
Often, we may be beaten
But, look for the rainbow’s arch

Life is like a cloud
It keeps on sailing ahead
You can even watch its progress
While reclining on your bed

Life is an unopened treasure
We don’t know what it may bring
But, keep on seeking clues in it,
Do not to the past, cling

Life has many phases
Though we are granted, and live just one
So love, play, and laugh
And enjoy your day in the sun

What would you like to be:
A pen
To write your story
Before the ink dries
And / Or
A pencil
That can rewrite
The story of your life
Choose well :
For you may not get another chance
So while you can walk, why not also dance ?
We sometimes stay away
From family to pursue dreams
While some sacrifice dreams
To stay with their own
And then feel sorry
For chances they have blown..
So make a decision
That won’t wound you like a knife
And you need not repent
But stay contented with your life

Eyes are not rivers
And yet they too flow
Heart is not a mirror
And yet it also breaks
Man is not climate
And yet he changes too
So do not be fooled
By people who promise the moon
For you will be disillusioned
Very, very soon

Innocent victims filled with immense hope
How will they with these deprived people cope
Saviors turned monsters
Prowling around for pleasure
They say it’s social service
While seeking carnal pleasure
Corruption is rife
Blackmail is the norm
How will the children
Withstand this vicious storm
As minds are fogged
With drugs and with power
Things are getting worse
Hour after hour
Is there none who will raise awareness
Will they face the mighty band
Will they solve these challenges to mankind
And clean up our great land ?
Will the world a return
To goodness ever find-
Hard it is to turn a blind eye
And yet so caught up in the rat race
With family work and home
That man finds he is fully tied
And cannot spare the time
To convict this serious crime..
The bars are now full
And the dance halls are well it
There are fewer caring souls
To cry and do their bit

The bubble has burst
And so has the dam
The promises are sham
The leader is a ham
Millions in him had placed their faith
Now deported, and miserable at airport gates
He had promised change
All thought it was for better
Because they all knew
He was a go-getter
But the tables have turned
The taxes are high
So are prices
And people groan and sigh
The promised benefits have yet to arrive
The hopes have now taken a big nose-dive
He was welcomed with hope
By many in the land
But now his supporters are a very small band
People now are sorry they had placed their faith in him
Their cup of sorrow is overflowing as full to the brim
Misguided, misled and now really sad
As they all realize how they have been had