My Daughter Brought Happiness

The vagaries of life had shattered me down,
Made me a coercive slave, submitting to dealers’ erotic frown,
But I felt those moments with an absconding pain,
As you came to, my life of lame.

Your night of birth was marked with a dreadful storm entrenching by,
But I knew, you will be my cloud, silver lined in the darkest sky,
Your smile will brighten even the darkest hours just before the dawn,
And put a cease to my illegal social fights and you will be my crowing fawn.

When I saw you first beside me, on my bed,
Happiness resulted in a smile with tears to shed,
I kissed you, hugged you and kept you close to my heart,
As you are my only possessed priceless part.

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ON THE WAY TO A BETTER WORLD !

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I hid my face securely between the soothing palms of Mother Earth,
And passed by, the world without caring, taunting and laughing,
Some do stop just to ask, “Hi joker, feeling pity for your maker?”,
But I stay as dead as a stone, crying in muteness alone.

My friends are my Golden fish and a family of white mice,
The stars that shine, the wind that blows and the darkness.
I fear the sun and the daylight so busy to the living souls,
I am cursed, I am hurt and cornered to be alone.

HONOR THE GOD GIFTED LIFE

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Today under the lamp light,
My ambitions are glowing bright,
When everyone is visiting their dreams,
I struggle to settle among the creams,
With smoke and shadow as my close friend,
I am ready to give any hardship to lend,
The tensions and sadness I bear,
Today I don’t feel any fear,
Within me, that lasted in the past,
And I seemed to get depressed fast….

Today with the music playing,
My aims are eagerly following,
The path my heart chose,
To sustain life’s any stand and pose,
With a broadened smile in face,
I am ready for the upcoming race,
The race that becomes harder every time,
And where wrong path leads to grave crime,
But I have to follow the right path,
And be a responsible inhabitant on Earth….

NEVER GIVE UP THE GIFT, LIFE

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 Listen, listen to my beating heart
It has learnt the expression art
Hear, hear my bold manly voice
It has learnt the speech to rejoice
Look, look at my confident eyes
They have learnt adjustment to rise
Yes I have overcome the dreadful time
The time of hardships and loneliness

At times heart became hard and stony
At times voice became shrill and uncanny
At times eyes became wet and slimy
At times I felt unreal and dreamy
When failure tended to evolve
All easy equation tended to remain unsolved
But me, the winner made these a practice shield
And moved for the quest of treasury field.

Today I write to express, the emotions deep
Today I run to climb, the future so steep
Today I stop to learn, from the past heap
Today I walk to think, how can I reap
The sweetest fruit of the precious life
The dearest mate to avoid strife
Because life is not a waste, it’s a gift
And we should not skit while we drift

This piece calls to the bravehearts today
Who have overcome the vagaries yesterday
Like a lone survived soldier of the war
Arrested and assaulted with abused lore
But never left the hope to return and live
With wife and children in his home hive
I congratulate those, for returning to who you are
I congratulate those, for dragging your lost race so far

It is not winning or losing the race that matters
It is the faith and knowing own capabilities that matters
The fight with dreadful time has surely ignited a power to live
And taught not to lose ever like a coward without a risky dive
This power will be carried on as experience in future tussles
And will help to win if not won in this race, without muscles
So wishing good luck and bright strong future ahead
Always fight, learn, adjust and help your change to spread.

Poet by Situation

           &

Not by Birth...

Published at http://highonpoems.com/24386/english-poems/long-poem/never-give-gift-life

WE ARE IN PEACE

Heavenly peace is not here we say,
But that’s not true,
Strong people always dominate a prey,
But that’s not true.

Like fingers are different though reside together,
We all are different but made of same leather,
Laughing, loving and caring all,
Holding hands to avoid a fall.

Point of thought and looking at life,
Is like using a sharp pointed knife,
One can use it to cut and peel,
Or use it as a weapon for a deadly kill.

Rewind the time and peep into the mind,
And evidences point we are an evolved kind,
Mother Teresa, Nelson Mandela all were of our kind,
They are the best examples of peaceful mind.

So stop regretting and crying for peace,
Open the bondage let thoughts release,
We all are peaceful enough to live with smile,
Think of the people powerless to walk a mile.

Poet by Situation

          &

Not by Birth...

Published at http://highonpoems.com/26973/english-poems/short-poem/we-are-in-peace

REASON TO LIVE

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There is nothing more for me with life to give,
There is nothing more with me in life to live,
But I am not so selfish to gift tears to dad and mom,
Because I know they will be shattered when I am gone….

Today my little late arrivals fill them with a huge panic,
And my death shock will surely throw them to live on medicine and tonic,
I do not want them to live as a lifeless artificial object,
Because I know I am their only living subject….

Though I smile hiding the dreadful rebelling storm inside myself,
But I know I have to live to hold their hands to provide help,
I am now in such a situation so cruelly harsh,
That I feel I am stuck alone in the weeds of quick sinking marsh.

There is nothing more for me with life to give,
There is nothing more with me in life to live……..

Poet by Situation

          &

Not by Birth....

Published at http://highonpoems.com/13172/english-poems/sonnet-poems/reason-live

NEVER DID I STOP NOR I WILL

Smelt the odor that drove me down,

Made me look similar to a dramatic clown,
Wearing a smiley mask though sad within,
Standing as a shield when storm blowing in.

Drenched with rain from top to bottom,
Wore a sweater in the mildest autumn,
But never complained of what I felt,
Though it was harsher than a strike of a belt.

Running all risks just not to be late,
Never knew what I had in fate,
All I have done is far too less,
This is what all thinks, I guess.

Never did I stop nor I will,
Even if everything comes to kill,
Fighting all odds and failing all time,
Soon I'll come across what's worth fully mine.

Poet by Situation

          & Not by Birth...
Published in http://allpoetry.com/poem/12263119-Never-did-I-stop-nor-I-will-by-Poetbysituation