Calm before the storm
Calmness reach beyond rome
The light before the sun
Brightens the whole world
Home to the refugee
Be distant land story
Fruits in the tree
Be for beings of all creed.
The pink or the liver-red
Which rose do you want
If you ask for pure red, I can’t
For our garden doesn’t posses pure red
And we have to plant the flower
So wait until next year for red roses shower
Or do you want all colors roses in a package
I shall send you also yellow in that bouquet
For love is dull without friendship
All roses would bloom in our relationship.
My uncle feared if clothes’d be torn by rat
But my uncle could not keep the cat
Yet he pondered and pondered
For he also has had milk in his room
And you can’t trust a cat irrespective of kittens in the womb
As fetus in the womb means more cats in future
So instead he decided to take off the teeth of the rats hidden in corners.
Even though roses spring in the garden
Also heed daisy
For roses may not be all season
So don’t act silly.
They miss me
I miss them
It is same
They lose me
I lose them
It is also all same
She love me
I love her
But this is not similar.
So many times he smiled
But did not share a word
The guy might have found medicine for laughter
But we could not hear his emotions.
Many stories unsaid
Many unemployed gone unpaid
The mystery remained ever
For what was in that bubbly creative head?
Thank god and relax
For what has been given to us without request
Family, air, water and space
So today just don’t ask
Be quiet and warm in heat
That’s the blessing
He will give you many things
Just don’t quit thanking god
He will also bless you with mud
And you will build a home
So don’t ask till you are in tomb
Just thank god and relax.
Where does the wind come from
Where does it go
A. A. Milne has written a poem
Read it thorough.
I gulped one pound of fresh air
It suddenly blew away my fear
I then basked in the sun’s heat
It withered away all coldness attached in this meat
I prayed towards the autumn sky
And was blessed to see the flight of beautiful kites
I bathed in the pure river
And my wounds would be flown a far
Now I feel healthy, warm and fearless
Putting on a smile in the face.
Be it your friend or enemy
Never ever harm anybody
Whenever a poison tree grow in your mind
Just remember they also have their family.
Like yours children is expecting to ride on their father’s back
Their sons and daughters would reciprocate the same act
Like your parents would wait you for your supper
Their mom and dad longs for their child arrival to have dinner.
As does your spouse craves for kissing her husband
So does others, along with acting as a kitchen-helping hand
Also their friend would grieve if they are are bereft of him or her
You better throw the anger, hatred, lust, ego and greed when they are trifle.
Else posion tree would grow big
You would get sick
So don’t water the poison tree
Its an advice I took for free.