Whatever He has given to me, I am returning the same…..Who had given me the ability to speak, I am singing His song….A Poem as a gratitude…
A small hindi poem about time… I tried to capture rain drops but they slipped out of my fingers…All my futures have became my past…
My every effort is directed to only one thing…. To find You and merge with you
This poem is about youth….Most precious age of a human being….
This poem is a metaphor…Land is sleeping with the sheet of grass covering himself and refuses to wake up…Then something happened….
This poem searches for a person who can take care of others, make them smile, make them forget their pain and who lives for them….
Mother Nature has been very kind to us and given us so many wonderful things but what we have returned her…….
There is only one thing that is permanent in this world….CHANGE….. We have to accept it and then live accordingly….This poem tells us this with the metaphor of rain and leaves….
I am optimistic that one day i will write something which can become the guiding light to many even if I may not be there….
It takes years to built a house but a second to destroy it….Respect nature or perish…Central theme of this poem,,,,