Saturday, October 17, 2009


Standing alone on a mountain,
Looking at the sky,
My heart burst a bloody fountain,
And I hoped I could fly.

I jumped in the dale, glided for a while,
And suddenly fell on the sand,
I cried out to myself loud,
This is not the way I had planed.

That’s when I gave up my passion,
I gave up to fly,
But I realized, that dream was the only thing that I had,
And without passion in my life I would be sad.

I again climbed the mountain,
And decided to give it a try,
Again I fell on the rocks and hurt my legs and my hand,
That’s when all the people laughed,
And said that would have been my last strive.

Still I got up,
And scaled the mountain high,
I looked at the Sun and felt the Breeze,
They made me realise,
One should never give up,
When greatness is on your side.

I jumped from the peak,
But this time I felt I had wings,
I slithered, I soared,
I pursued my dream,
And in the finish it was achieved.

Similarly for all those people who think I may do none,
Let me tell you ‘I aint done.’

Pretending to be blind

Why am I pretending to be blind?
Why can’t I be selfless and kind?
I ignore the,
Men fighting
Women crying
Children dying
I can’t feel for ,
The orphan who is in pain
A soldier’s sacrifice which has gone in vain
People who have died in a crash of a plane
Mother o mother you said
We are between a tornado and
Are not able to hear the Christmas bell ring
And you dreamt of a day
When the entire world would
Would be in spring
Forgive me O mother that
I could not follow the lesson that you taught me
But I commit to you
I will be what you wanted me to be
I will be selfless I will be kind
And will no longer pretend to be blind.