Appreciate Kindness

Some people are so selfless..
They keep spreading love,
They pray for your health and wellness.
No matter if they are broke or their life right now is a mess.

In case if things don’t go as planned,
They try to understand your point of view,
Getting angry at little mistakes,chances are very few..
They first put themselves in your shoe,
Doing this they might get an idea, a clue.

They give you multiple opportunities, they consider you a friend..
Never misuse their kindness, fear the day when their patience comes to an end.

When their trust and faith is broken,
Do you know how much they feel confused ?
They try and analyze where they went wrong,
In the end to find nothing, as they were just misused.

Never overlook those small acts of kindness
Appreciate their efforts aimed at your happiness.
Such loving people you won’t find many
They make you smile for free, you don’t need to spend a penny.

To be Selfish-In a good way

In today’s world, it’s hard to distinguish
Who’s on our side and who’s just selfish.
No person appreciates a selfish lad
But is being selfish really that bad?

It’s all in your mind, how you perceive
I’m not at all trying to deceive
I’m delivering a message, I hope you’ll receive
Being Selfish ain’t that bad, you’ll surely believe.

Selfish is the one who just thinks of one’s own self,
They don’t care about anyone, not even an Elf.

But what does this ‘self’ mean to you?
Self may mean just self,
like I, Me and myself.
Self may mean you and your loved one,
You may look after each other and care about thyself.
Self may mean you and your family,
Staying together under one roof being kind hearted
and helping each other out is an achievement in itself.
Self may mean you and the entire universe,
You may consider each and everyone as one,
as small little spread out parts of your own self.

Whom do you consider self,
how much are they in numbers?
If it’s just one, if it’s just you,
You are bound to do blunders
The more your coverage, more relief for you
Together you’re bound to create wonders.

Listen

‘To perceive by the ear’
Is how we define hear
A few friends are near
There’s nothing to fear
You feel the same my dear?
But one thing must be clear!

Are they attentive in your small walks
Do they really listen when you try to speak
Are they the only one who do all the talk,
Does it seem right? Ain’t the conversation weak?

It takes two hands to clap,
Both are at fault.
Root being communication gap
Both try to vault.

If you’re the one who speaks a lot,
try to calm down, learn how to listen.
You may be unable to do it on the spot,
give yourself time, you’re not on a mission.

Listen, not just to give a reply,
Apply your mind, try to understand.
Else without wings you will try to fly,
Or try to grow Kharif crops on barren land.

How will you know their point of view?
What’s in their mind? you’ll have no clue.
People so calm are very few..
Respect them or you’ll have to start from new.

Be attentive, try to be a good listener…
To keep your bond strong, be calm like menthol
Be consistent, your friendship will last forever
As if attached with the adhesive, Fevicol.

A special friend

A lot of people you see on your weekends
But there’s one person you wish to meet, that one special friend.
It feels like you’re meant for each other, your thoughts and habits, a perfect blend.
She trusts you and knows,”This guy will be on my side, this guy will defend.”

If you don’t like something you say it on her face, no need for fake sympathy, no need to pretend.
Such great is your mutual understanding, you can be your true self knowing she won’t offend.
Perfect clothes for every occasion, she knows what to wear, she knows the current trend.
Be it marriage, birthday party or any occasion, if she’s by your side, you’ll surely attend.

She cries and your body turns numb,
In-front of her demands you have to bend.
Only tears allowed are those of happiness,
wasting them otherwise you’ll never recommend.
She’s always your first priority,
to make her smile you’ll even transcend.
You love her company, you’ve pride on your friendship,
in case she needs support, your hand first extends…

But what if someday she stops choosing you,
will it be all over, will the story end.
She no more feels the same for you,
but to hurt you is not what she intends.
You feel shattered, you feel cheated,
all your efforts invested would yield no dividend…
This leaves you in a state of shock,
no talks, no meetings, no more time together left to spend.

You’re deeply engrossed with that smile on her face,
for that sweet smile only prayers you want to send.
Let her go, forgive her from the bottom of the heart,
if you do so trust me.. you’re a true legend.

A Flute

When your mood is off, when things go wrong,
Just grab your phone and play your favorite song

Although, to medicine, music can not be a substitute
It softens our heart, keeps negative thoughts on mute.
So many instruments taught in an institute
Drums, Piano, Guitar, Violin and the Flute
Flute’s woody notes, so pure, so cute
Melodious enough to solve any dispute
It gives life to a song, different lyrics we can execute
To the inventor of this instrument, a grand salute

Flute’s wooden body so open, so hollow
Just rhythmic openings and the music follows
Try treating your heart, just like a flute
Keep it open and you’ll find the correct route

Empty your heart from attachment, from affinity
Empty your heart from avoidance, from aversion
For an open heart, the limit is infinity
Free yourself and you’ll be your best version.

You can not…

You can not add more black to the Demonic Darkness
You can not add more white to the Luminous Light
You can not add more green to the Nourishing Nature

You do not give heat to the Shining Sun
You do not give water to those Outrageous Oceans
You do not give sand to those Dreadful Deserts

You can not write on a page already filled with words
You can not add water to a pot already filled till its top
You can not add data to a memory device filled to its last byte

In the same way,
You can not add love to a heart
filled with attractions, attachments and desires,
Enormous expectations and whopping wants
ever increasing like forest fires.

Keep no expectations, learn to be smart
Let go of everything, keep an open heart
Practice detachment, making space for oneself is an art
Then finally you shall know what real love is,
A dish….. sweeter than a Honey Tart

The Careless Gardener

A young skillful Gardener, possibly in his teens
Owned a little garden, so graceful, so green
The entrance so attractive, with a florid glossy gate
An eye-catching view, literally no one could ever hate.
Interior so satisfying, symmetrically arranged bushes and plants
Source of funds for such rich items? maybe government grants.

Lily, Tulip, Iris and Bluebell
Daffodil, Dandelion and Daisy
These vibrant vibes once felt,
You’ll never again feel lazy.
Ravishing Red, Velvety Violet, Blooming Blue
Butterflies roaming around, with such a shiny hue.

Every element of the garden, so delicate, so fragile.
Each one on its own with the capability to bring a smile.
To be sustainable, it required proper care and attention
Even a small mistake could result in disaster, a destruction

He wanted to travel, to visit places unknown
He left on a voyage, leaving the garden on its own.
While he was away, the city witnessed a lot of rain
His garden had vanished, all his efforts went in vain.

On returning, sight of the garden
brought stress and tension of all sorts
Only thing left over,
withered flowers and muddy plots.

A note to those who love something or someone
The thought of losing them raises your hair,
A picture of whose, forever you can stare
To damage or hurt them, you wont even dare
Devote your time towards them, show that you care
Keep fulfilling your duties and in the end
That someone or something
will always be there…

Love: An Adventure

An adventure is not meant to reach a particular place.
Neither is it meant to achieve a target or a certain goal,
Nor is it done to see who’ll be first to reach the top or who completes it in the shortest time.

When you go out on an adventure.
You completely live the adventure.
You fall in love with each and every part of the journey, be it good or bad.

You fall in love with the small hotels and restaurants,
You fall in love with the local food which they provide.
You fall in love with the roads that take you to the starting point of that tough climb.
You create a great bond with the fellow people who accompany you in the adventure.

You love the view of those huge tall mountains
You love all those different variety of trees
You fall in love with different shades of Green
You love the soil, and its smell.
You adore the local people, their cultures, their dress,
their language and of-course all those polite gestures.

You love those sounds of the birds chirping
You love all the songs that you sing along
You love those small breaks where you take a little rest
And gossip on topics no one can even imagine of.
You love that mutual support and understanding,
And the way everyone helps each other out.

In the process you may face some injuries
There’ll be lack of food, water no where to be found,
You’ll feel thirsty and hungry and may want to quit..
As your bodies are tired and on the verge of breaking apart.
But you still love all these adverse situations
As you’re determined to see the view from the mountain top.

It’s not this view which we remember in the end..
All those small moments and memories that stay forever
registered in our mind
that we created on our way to the top.

My love for you is also like an adventure..
I do not demand any right on you
I do not want any control over you
I do not want to own you or get you
Love is not like a mountain top
You don’t achieve or reach someone’s love

Love is rather like a journey, an adventure
You live each and every moment of it..
You love your first eye contact with her..
You love the dress that she wore when you first met her…
You love the intense color of her long dense hair
You love her ever-shining liquidy eyes
You fall in love with each and every aspect of her face..
her perfect face cut,
her sharp eye-brows,
her long eye-lashes,
her geometric nose,
her fluffy cheeks,
her artful ears,
her substantial forehead,
her tiny chin and of-course…
those blooming reddish-pink lips.

You love each and every aspect of her
You love all those moments that you spent together
And even those moments where you couldn’t make it.
You love all the time that she gave you attention and priority
And even those times where you were completely ignored.
You love all her acts that made you smile
you wanted to give her a really tight hug.
You also love those acts which made you angry
you were tempted to give a tight slap on her face.
You love her as she is, be it good or bad.

To get or lose something is a tendency of a trader or a businessman.
You do not trade in love.
Love for sure is not a business.
Love indeed is like a prayer….
You are my love.. I’ll always love you
And no matter that the situation arises
You’ll be in my prayers
And I’ll always pray for you.