We got life like a toy of glasses

Lastly everyone has a bed of soil and a sheet of ashes,

We got life like a toy of glasses!

All toys are decorated in the same shop, false-true, good-bad, sweet-blooded,

For a few days all of them looked beautiful and bright, 

But then the flying colors, scattered limbs, all become faded!

As I grew up, I became dwarf,

Our life is just made of glass!

Silence got lips and lips sounded,

Everything is here discriminated or everything is bounded!

We all will have come with fist and go away with the open palm,

Feet get the path, but they also keep changing, nowhere get stop!

We have also got this mind as mad fellow,

Life shows as beautiful box but deep inside quite hollow!

Noisy morning and crazy afternoon,

The evening was sensible but it would also be deaf and dumb boon,

Then night which was the most beautiful and quiet,

My beloved night came with the message of a far distance,

And Just Run away soon after giving the verdict, 

Only White sheet found in the end,

We got life like a small holiday get fixed!

On The Way

On the way right now,

So far millions of miles,

Yet it is forced,

To say, yes we are on the way right now!

Where are you going?

To get something,

What?

anything…

Don’t know but definitely there will be something,

Only then, we are walking,

I have cried a moment here,

And a moment is lost here,
Had heard that this is just a moment’s journey,
Leave a moment, many centuries have passed,

I did not sleep comfortably,
Why ?
Because, on the way right now…
Well, yes remember!
When will stop this journey, when will stop this step?

When you stop these eyes or will have a long breath,

When will you live this life?

Life ???

Yes life!

what is this?

We never have to know,
Why?
Because on the way right now…
Well, yes I forget again and again, memory has become weak,
Yes, so life is that which you have ever got to live,

Well, you are on the way right now!

Whenever you will reach on some destination so live it,

A little life,

It is said that this is a beautiful gift of God,
Somthing like light fragrances of flowers, 
Sometimes like that awkward pain arises in the heart,
And sometimes like the breeze of cold air,

Or like playing in childhood that hide & seek, or laughing on night-mare,

And sometimes like a beautiful night hidden behind the moon-light,
This is like Some drizzle rain,
Then it is like setting evening,
And sometimes the lips are scattered, the light smiles,
So sometimes the tunes and amusing of the morning birds,
Like Some ginger tea, and morning’s newspapers,
It is saying that life is something like this,
Well, 

You are on the way right now!

I know you are with me

You make me take a little away from you,

So that i can understand your importance and mercy more deeply and truly in my life!
You take me a little down so that you can hold me (close to my arm and call me more closer to you),

I’m afraid of an unknown fear in a few moments,

And that fear which make me afraid is,

I will not be lost in this eternal, unlimited creation of yours!

That I will not wander and will not go away somewhere so far from you,

But then you remind me that you have kept me up and hold my hand,

Then you say that you are with me in every way and will remain!

Never let the world change your smile.

A young, beautiful girl Lisa is standing upon the terrace under the stars and blue dark sky and smiling. Because she feels so proud and grateful whatever she did in her life, and whatever she got in her life, Lisa has never given the key to this world, nor has the world allowed it to decide what she should or should not do. She has taken her own decision, she choosed always what her heart wants and because of this, she did never feel regret.

However, it’s not mean that her life is full of roses; she is living a life as all and life is just not complete in one phase or in a single day, it takes lots of years and in those years it takes completely of yourself.

Lisa is a childish, honest, shy and optimistic girl. She is from a middle-class family and in her childhood she faced lots of bad things and scary incidents, but then she hadn’t known the difference between good and bad things she was just a pure child but not for the world for them, she was a toy because she is a girl to be a girl is really so difficult in this world. 

“Girls shouldn’t call a girl even should call a fighter.”

Whenever a girl is born in a family, once again a fighter comes to the earth, who starts fighting just after a few years of birth,

 when she does not know the meaning of the fight nor does she know, Big difference between girl and boy, or man and women.

Indeed, being a man is a matter of great pleasure and no matter how much we scream and explain to them or ourselves but it is a fact that being a girl is not that comfort and pleasure, I don’t know why nature made this service? For to clarify this, we’ll have to fix a meeting with nature & God. 

But till that what ?

Lets fought!

And those shit things also happen with Lisa when she realized, she cried and cried, but without any screaming so that nobody could hear it and drowned in the depths of pain and grief. And began to blame everyone, started hating everyone even from herself also. She began to thinking that she is a most ugly, scary and a weak girl who won’t be able to do anything, who will always be afraid of everything.

Even so, she never told anything to anyone, she never opened herself with anyone, and as soon as she started to grow she began to understand that everything is fake and just a show, everybody is bad and wrong. She started to get scared to everyone and outsiders. Then she held the hand of God in her life’s journey, and God is  a best teacher and a best ever friend, he is genuine, faithful unlike this world. And with God, Lisa became mightier and forgot all the bad past, and now she is stronger than any other and gaze upon forth.

Now she never thinks or listens of a society or this dusty world, She exactly does what she thinks she should do and what she loves, she also forgot and forgive all the freaky buzz.
Lisa is grateful for this whole life and whatever she is today because she knows she is not just a ordinary girl, she is a universe within herself, she has a God, she has beauty & divinity, She is pure, innocent and full of infinity.

Today lisa sees many dreams and tries to make them possible, and also she is in love with someone who is a person but not less than a God, But sad that, he doesn’t know about in Lisa and her wish and he is also so far from her, but Lisa is a strong believer, so she believes that one day she will definitely meet him and tell him everything, and she is hoping that God will surely fulfill her first and last ever wish because it will fulfill her journey of life.

“She knows that this is a miracle as the sky meets the earth, but she also knows it; That nothing is impossible in this world.”

Now Lisa knows everything and understands everyone, and that’s way she feels blessed in this life and for all good and bad things what happened with her.

Lisa says, this world will do wrong and worst with you, but still never let the world change you, and your smile. 

Be you, put yourself on the first and the last,

Accept yourself, with your good and bad parts,

Love what you are, with your strength and faults,

Always protect your authenticity, and change the world with its smile and a beautiful heart!

I am still alive

Why I’m alive, why there is something left,

When there is no mirth and fest to celebrate, 

There are still few breaths in my chest,

No layer on upper surface and None in depth,

As a neutron’s motion & vibe!

I am still alive!

When neither a story nor any dream,

No tears, noise and scream,

When there is neither journey nor destination,

No cloud of imagination,

Where I fly, when I don’t know this is either earth or sky!

I’m still alive!

I see the stars in the dark night,

Talk with the blowing wind,

Making art of those hidden parts and also interacting with mind,

I’m trying to revive!

I’m still alive!

I’m not seeing any sunshine & moonlight,

Either there is too dark or too bright,

No sight in my eyes!

I’m still alive!

Till That You Are Powerless Like A Child

Till that you are soft & powerless like a child,

Till that you are delicate & fragile like a flower in the wild!

Till that you are immature like a new-born infant,

till then live inside of me as my pennant!

Like a plant lives in shadow and shade,

When come under sunlight get to fade!

Now you’ll get hurt by any small injury,

You’ll incinerate by a small fire,

You’ll get stumbled only in few steps,

You’ll slide from less higher!

Therefore, till then you live inside of me inside of my heart…

You’ll get dirty from very less dust & sand,

Now you’ll get easily bent,

So till then you live in me, inside of my heart…

When power will comes in you, life will be illuminated & breathe,

Strength will knock your door or enter into your heart as a sheathe,

When you’ll do your own help,

You’ll be get glittering star in itself!

You’ll drink fire-nectar, then you go out and run,

Then you will be sacred after playing in dust,

Then you’ll be you, no cover; no shell is must!

And then you’ll be free after binding in all bonds,

You’ll be unraveled after embroil,

You’ll be you after how much fly!

Then you will stand down and stand,

 You’ll stay connected instead being unkempt,

Therefore, till then you live inside of me, Inside of my heart!

As a subtle & subliminal part…

Let It Go…

Let it go, Let it go 

When you can’t hold it back anymore!

There was a star in life,

Supposedly, he was very loveable & bright,

He drowned and drowned so tight;

Look at sky’s fate,

How many loved ones are left,

How many stars it broke in the depth,

Where are those who got lost;

Speak on the broken stars

When Sky celebrates mourning,

When it dull his shining!

So let it go!

In life he was a saffron,

You were on it random,

It dried up and dried up;

Look at forest’s chest,

Dry how much its buds in rest,

How many wall showers

Speak on dry flowers 

Where was the blush again;

When forest makes noise in its name!

So let it go!

Life was a honey cup,

You had given up 

He broke and broke;

Look at the courtyard of the restaurant,

How many bowls are shaken,

Fall into the soil,

When do they fall down;

Speak on broken bowls

When the winters regret

So why you expect!

let it go!

Made of soft soils,

Beach is only bloated,

Short life has come,

The cups are broken,

Still inside the bar

Sweetness of honey is salt.

When I cry, when I yells

What passed away is worthless! 

Don’t hold all your past and what you did last,

 Live in present and enjoy only its accent,

See a dream that makes your tomorrow significant!

So Let it go…

Pursuit Of Happiness


Happiness comes through struggle,

Happiness comes through suffering,

And pursuit of happiness is pursuit of reality if we want to get something that gives us ultimate and true happiness so we’ll have to find the reality of life and face actual and ‘The Life… and definitely this is not going to be easy.

Life is busy and full of labor. With what time is left after that we attempt leisure. Is there anything else to life but labor and leisure? There is a thing in our favour~      “Pursuit of Happiness.”

We first have children representing youth, then ripe grain representing adulthood, and then finally the setting sun representing old age. We travel through an entire lifetime in the course of four lines! To well find~ journey of mine.!!

Life gives us happiness when it completely takes ourselves, takes all that inside of us and then fills us from their new colors…


I know that’s not fair but life can’t be according to us, there is we are, and we’ll be have to move on…acorrding to life.

However, here I can be sure that those colors will be definitely not sad and dull they will be surely colors of eternal & true happiness.

Sometimes we think we are creating ourselves; we are deciding our future but no, never its a life which takes us with herself and live in a place, and we thought we discovered this one.. no, no.

We are almost actors who are doing work in a play of life and that also without knowing a whole story, we only listen a part through someone who is invisible, who is mystical maybe its name is life.

And we start to play according to scene and in this story, we all have lots of things are same like starting and ending…

And except few ones all have same scenes, dialogues and incidents.

And those few ones are honest, strong, and who has their authenticity and uniqueness who has some innocence, but I think life doesn’t like innocent people thats way it gives more focus on these types of peoples or plays them until a beautiful music didn’t come out from them or transformed into a strong and hard-hitting person.

Even so Life is life this is the real teacher makes us from nothing to everything if we didn’t give up, or if we are actual learners, or if we are true finder. 

Life is just a mystery sometimes it make us cry, sometimes makes us happy and from this we all have to pursuit our happiness it’s same for almost everyone but it’s different also for some ones.!!

To be continued…