Adios!
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Incessant Rains.
Rains are the master of Everything.
Of Life,
Of wealth,
Of farms and fields,
Of rice and grains.
Incessant rains,
Though needed,
Make much damage.
They ravage the crops,
They plunder everything.
Though it is the master yet,
When it falls incessantly,
It causes enough havoc to ruin whatever has been built with years of hardwork and passion.
Incessant rains,
Are the bridge between what can be and what can’t be.
It’s a thing which often leads to realize what we had,
And with every beauty of life imbibed within.
Adios!
A Try.
A try to try,
To prove that you are a human.
A try to cry,
To lessen your heart of all the pain.
A try to look out,
For the winds which might say “Hi”.
A try to discourse,
On what has not been told.
A try to study,
Where marks have already been decided.
A try to win,
For the game is still on.
A try to laugh,
For the jokes need to be hilarious.
A try to write,
For the blog must go on.
A try to read,
For the books are everywhere.
A try to love,
For love is God’s and it is the only thing sane and beautiful.
Adios!
A Truant Singer.
A truant singer,
Would flip his songs.
Promising the audience,
Never he let himself be seen.
A truant singer,
Made all possibilities,
Of distaste, passion and wins,
He let the wind flow,
And brought the faith in mass go against him.
He stood for himself,
And changed his thoughts.
He became a different man,
And won everyone’s heart.
He wasn’t truant anymore,
But a true and honest singer,
Whose songs reached the zenith,
Where it should have gone before.
The songs he sings are beautiful,
Let him play the music,
And let us listen to him,
For the world is his stage,
As he didn’t go asunder.
Adios!
A Small Typo.
A small typo,
May spell as,
“A” instead of “B”.
It may say,
“Tow” instead of “How”.
A small typo may read as,
“Very hood” instead of “Very good”.
But it can’t,
Change love.
For love is not bounded by any definition.
It is true and eternal.
Adios!
Before You Travel. 