Iam feeling lonely...............

"SOLITUDE"

I took my hand to touch that flower
I poked my nose to smell that beautiful fragrance
But I am amazed to know it all vanished
And I am left all alone in this world.

I feel lonely I am sad,
Is there no one to fill my sorrows?
To remove my sadness?
And clean my tears?

See o god! I am crying,
Because I am all alone,
With no one to love,
With no one to bless.

I feel no such emotion,
As I have started hating everyone,
This is the truth of our existence,
You and only you are there for yourself.

Why only Judas did betray Christ?
Left him lonely for just 30 silver coins?
My condition is just like Christ,
Just the difference being that I am betrayed by all.

But I am still praying,
And hoping for happiness,
One day I would definitely feel,
The beautiful fragrance of rose and wonderful touch of flower.



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"LIFE"

Life is to live feelingly,
To lift others downtrodden life earnestly,
To love everyone if or not they love you, endlessly,
It is to light others dark life lovingly.

So what is life??????

Is it to live thoughtfully?
Keep ourselves happy and live joyfully?
Damage others life and make them aimlessly?

Or suppress them to live sorrowfully?

LIFE IS GOD GIFTED WHICH SHOULD BE LIVED CALMLY

Then why do we commit mistakes?
And advise others to run without brakes?
Is it, we do for our own sakes?
To make our living joyful dates?

WE JUST GET DEPRESSION THROUGH IT AND NEVER ARE ABLE TO ENJOY TASTEFUL CAKES.

Instead, life should be considered most precious gift.
Handed carefully as women’s do with their make- up kit.
Then only we can make our mind and soul undoubtedly fit.
And make our bad intentions pit.

That is true meaning of life to love others without any bad intentions fulfilling all their sorrows endlessly.




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INNOCENCE
(what is innocence???)

I kept thinking on this subject,

Reminding my mind to be stable

And heart to reply to the question

Is this something which i really feel is something to be felt???

Some sort of feeling, emotion or distress?

Or related to any expression like dejection, depression?
May be an admiration would sort it

Or an inspiration would work out.

Every individual has some temperament

To rely upon any perception

To reject it and accompany another one
But why do we then cry, grumble?

Without any noise, yells, shouts
Our hearts weep, blood overflows
When someone puts hand in our wound
Is that our innocence that forbids us to reply?

TO SWALLOW THAT SORROW, TO FORGET THAT SIN?

What is then INNOCENCE?
An emotion without an outlet?
A commitment without a promise
A sorrow without any tear?
A boo with no pages?
A face with no smile?
Or a feeling which has just disappeared from our society.
Changing circumstances, modern civilization has extinct it.
But I need not imagine it, as Alteration has become necessity of our lives.




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