THE MOTHER OF OUR LIFE

Its a special day
the way we all say
we love everyday
but why only today

Ever morning its a song
every day the rhymes go on

she dance to our beats
she always carry on and on

my mother
embodiment of love
In my life she never rests
building step by step

making family gain
having so much patience
bearing every pain

My mother
spreading smiles
just for me
she loves me so high
she make me smile

Every time
some times she is sad
but she hid it in her eyes
who says humans are not perfect
when the perfection lies
in our beautiful motherly rhymes

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Food for thought

When a man start working and earning money he thinks that he knows everything and he can do anything . Doing anything and everything is good but with a responsibilty and understanding your short comings . The path to understand well and plan in advance leads to a life well organised and with sufficient resources.

pain of silence

someone says my silence speaks somebody said i love the breeze somebody said i had my own life somebody said i miss my style but nobody heared me on every one singing songs nobidy felt me speak although i have no pain of smile but my expectations are high nobodys free to read it on nobodys there to sing my song nobodys listining my heart so strong and in between i am feeling go went gone everybody singing there song whoever i am whatever i would be everyperson is bust in every body needs but noboby thers to wake me up every body busy in there needs

I have a hope

My love is all I have In this life of love My remorse my sadness Has become my companion I still wonder what of my life was Other way around But I keep on remorsing the fact which lies in my hand My heart beats still for the longing love It is not her it is not her I am tired of running around I am saddened of the dryness I see in my life But my heart beats I still have hope My thoughts my emotions are all out again My pleasure my life are merely facts The reality I see is different as I assume I am just moving but I keep on quitting the bad in me My heart beats still I have a hope my faith on my dreams My dreams will once Will be alive nevertheless in new ways

The Thinking Emotions

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