This site is as about the inspiration I get, as I am designed to get, where faith and conviction are my two flowers, which receive light when asked to God.
I received a letter from God.
He asked me that, how was I?
He knew me and of me,
He had received yesterday’s poem,
And had read it.
He acknowledged that He Was, He is and He will Be.
Only that,
He wasn’t responsible for any of it.
Only His love was there.
The letter ended.
And that’s all.
Adios!
A heart which beats,
Often cries,
Not for the lost things,
But for the things which it has got.
A heart which beats,
Is like a blank slate,
Runs to fill the blankness up,
With happiness,
With love,
And glee.
But still it beats,
As the heart beats,
It beats for all things natural,
But nothing can compare a mother’s love,
For her child.
It’s only for the child,
For whom, the mother’s heart beats.
Adios!
Best of the routes,
Is full of glee.
It is calm and cool,
Like a cool breeze,
In the season of spring.
Best of the routes,
Is full of happiness,
It’s all around,
But the best of the routes,
Can be found,
When it is searched,
With a heart which,
Is not in search of it.
The route shall appear,
Just like the mangoes do in the season of summer.
Adios!
A postcard,
Reaches the recipient.
Nothing is hidden,
Nothing is a secret.
But it is nothing less than a letter.
Though short and crisp.
It is a synopsis of all important things.
Simply like life itself.
Life is such a synopsis,
Which can be summarised,
If one has lived it.
Adios!
A flower in bloom,
Is a thought,
In its own.
It’s much more than a thought,
Much more than bliss.
A flower is a sign of love,
Of happiness,
Of the ever-expanding world.
A flower in bloom,
Makes anyone happy,
The scent of such of flower,
Glides to the heart,
And makes it very happy.
A flower in bloom,
Is what nature means,
To be happy and ever happy.
Adios!
Before You Travel. 