Poetry

Agony.

Agony is much more than pain.

It’s more than displeasure.

It is that truth,

Which twists and turns one heart.

The internal pain which rips one’s heart out,

Is agony.

It is that pain,

Which can’t be subsided by giving a red, yellow or white rose.

Agony,

Happens when one has nearly exhausted all of his/ her resources,

To heal or cure himself or herself.

But the only thing which can heal it is true love.

And the wait for it is truly agonizing.

If you are lucky enough then,

God’s love may touch your heart,

And remove all your agony.

Agony isn’t pain, displeasure or sadness.

It’s yourself,

But in pain, displeasure or sadness.

Adios!

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Go The Extra Mile.

For achieving your heart’s desire,

Make the pistons of hardwork, honesty and discipline ,

Exercise their full capabilities,

And go on ahead.

Go the extra mile,

Pick up the courage,

To win against all odds.

Go the extra mile,

Win it and be happy.

Going the extra mile,

Always brings cheers, happiness and good results.

And if your desire is true, realistic and achievable,

It shall always bring closer to it.

Adios!

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Rhyme.

Rhyme, please play my song,

Please make it sing for me,

Please, let it be rain,

For I think of a beautiful song.

Oh! Rhyme, please do your best,

Let the music flow,

Let the tunes be flawless,

And marvellous,

Let the words travel far and wide in everything which surrounds.

For the song is my tribute,

To the true maker of the universe,

To see whom my heart longs.

It’s his grace that I am alive,

He has written each and everything beautiful,

The words are his,

So are the tunes,

Oh! Rhyme,

Play it out so beautifully,

That it makes rainfall in sunshine around.

Adios!

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I Am Surprised.

I am surprised,

That sun isn’t red golden,

Throughout the day.

I am surprised,

That grains cost so much,

When it is available in the farms.

I am surprised that,

Picnics have become so costly for humans,

When we enjoy it for free.

I am surprised,

That trees are getting lesser,

And tall buildings are everywhere.

But I am small bird,

And God has given me a beautiful nest.

I am surprised,

That hills are no more.

I am surprised,

That God has given me a beautiful nest.

He came and built it,

And placed my children in it,

With his warmth and love.

I am surprised,

That his angels,

Have secured food for us,

For we are birds,

And food is available everywhere for us.

I am surprised,

That God loves us all,

For the whole sustenance is for his love and blessings.

Adios!