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.
Time emerges as the king of all,
It dominates,
It rules.
But time to has a master.
It is none other than God.
He is the Chairman of Time.
He runs it whole.
Time emerges as the king,
And it is such a king,
Who is dominated by the biggest king,
And though it dominates,
It is God, who runs as it is his,
And he forever shines.
Adios!
A small piece of advice,
Lasts very long.
It stays in the mind,
And runs in a processed manner.
Like a man,
Who dances like a ballet,
When he first listens to a tune.
A small piece of advice,
Is given by all,
But the most,
It helps when,
The time comes,
As time emerges as the king of all.
So, a small piece of advice,
Isn’t just an advice,
But it is of great help.
Adios!
A Little Piece of soap,
Slips from my hand.
It slips and glides,
And dances it way,
Throughout the world,
And within its lanes and routes.
It goes with all it’s might,
With all of its gusto.
It’s nice that a little soap,
Has so much power.
That it can reach anything,
And that top without any rope,
But it ain’t silly that we do hope.
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!
Before You Travel. 