History,
Is time,
Which makes everything in itself to be thought over for history is often wrongly said and written.
Adios!
History.
Tag: History
Humankind.
Humankind needs rejuvenation,
But that needs to be through one’s mind.
Mind is such a device,
That plays havoc with one’s well being.
Humankind is suffering for their own selfishness, idiocy and foolishness.
Hope is their only way out.
Adios!
He Throws The Ball.
He throws the ball,
As his little brother plays around.
They play for the whole day,
Yet they don’t get tired.
But the story doesn’t get over here.
This has been played in a little boy’s mind.
And that boy is God.
Adios!
While Searching.
While searching,
I found a pen,
A memory hidden in a den in the long lost memory lanes.
The pen was old and had faded,
The thought was a beautiful one where you could have fun and enjoy,
With ice cream and a game of bat and ball
While searching,
I found my hard work,
My ardent wishes hidden
And l have let them be,
For they are too old to be got for any desires.
Maybe asking Ma for a small ball or a toy,
For they create such a happenings of old times,
That they bring out your true self which is a child hidden inside you.
Adios!
In Time Of Truth.
In time of truth,
Do your best.
Try the hardest,
Lets fly for the rest.
In time of truth,
Do justice to yourself,
So be truest in your highest form,
Without any thoughts of gain.
Adios!
Before You Travel. 