Fearless........

A drop from water, a spark from fire,
A ray from sun, fear no seperation,
For one is other's only the only destination.

Strengthening rod.........

Bless me as you've blessed me uptil
with some unknown,nameless,unseen bliss,
which makes me wonder whether or not,
am i worthy of grace this sort,
betwixt the world of duo-traits,
where one worthy is parcelled hate,
and the undeserving gains,
you gave me strength to fight all odds,
ah! your strengthening strengthening strengthening rod.

Bless me as you've blessed me uptil,
so that i not be lifted in pride,
pride that kills and at inferior shrills,
grant me the access to enter your camp,
and serve your men with my lamp.......

The way she went.........

she danced on a rhythm filled with silence,
she laughed at the sight of exuberance,
she sung in a voice unheard,
she celebrated in the company of colours,
she spoke in words neither strange nor new,
she agonized life of those who remained dead, in a body alive,
she loved most the gift of god to her-her companion and guide,
she expected not much of what she got,
she thus desired to reciprocate and pay in some way,
the exuberant experience,the month of may..........

Mr.Joy & Mr.Sorrow

Mr.Joy asked Mr.Sorrow-why do you dwell in the abode of poverty?
Sorrow answered-its a misconception.
Its not a matter of any place in particular.
I dwell in the abode of poverty as the people out there are not ashamed of me.
Its through me that they take into account your importance.
And even if you do not visit them they constantly remember you and wait for you to come.
But I also visit the ''well to do'' people.
They are unwelcoming and try to hide my arrival at their place.
But I still go there as I know your visit over there is also not for a long period.
Still they treat you like a VIP.
They only talk of you,display your gifts to people.
Hence, I suggest you to visit the abode of poverty where you are eagerly awaited for.
and let me visit the rich to make them consider your importance.