Hi Rajneesh, thanks so much esp for the last line great enthusiasm and attitude you envisaging for me I will share one of my poems heer with you :
Everybody is Somebody
Consider this land as a reaching ray
Decipher that step as a progressive way
Knowing this life so sudden at times
Sitting is that someone all ready to move . .
Silencing the thoughts on the sand so still
He sat feeling that guilt of his diffident will
Regretting his heart is that fear of failure
Wondering how long shall be his progressive tenure
Managing to gather that strength to sustain his individuality
Getting up now is that someone all ready to move . .
Trying to follow that different light of his race
He has the eyes to analyse things at his pace
Awe-struck is his little heart
Wanting to acquire that sword to thwart
All the emotions that are keeping the success apart,
Falling in affection with love to grow beyond
Standing is that someone all ready to move. .
Deciding the things to be done he is all set
Forgetting those dead promises that kept his eyes wet
Breathing he is now only for his self
Breaking out of his image of a road-elf
Gradually destroying those wasted moments spent for every
Other somebody
With rude comments
Find he must now that old way of his newness
To sustain his life with the ideas of his freshness
Strong hearted is now
That soft bud
Of innocent touch in him . .
Desiring to blossom small yet beautiful
He has to embrace the thoughts of growth
Even on this road
Opportunities where lay in bountiful
Bearing all the emotional storms of this world
He has to manage not to wither away with the crowd
He has to flower on even unnoticed. .
Not untouched,
Though for his sweetness
Sharing the sweetness with all the coloured
Buggers of the world
Preserve he has to still even with pores
His own lively white colour of progressive calmness
He has to colour on, air on
Nodding on to the orders of his abilities. .
Spreading his petals all strong
And connected to the centre
Of his beliefs
He has to essence on. .
Stopping various cruel touches, stares
He has to ground on eternally. .
Preserving that energy of shalom in himself
He has to live on, smile on, grow on. .
Along with that mother tree of his shadow-line
That grows selflessly every-day
For everybody who’s somebody. . .
Everybody is Somebody
Consider this land as a reaching ray
Decipher that step as a progressive way
Knowing this life so sudden at times
Sitting is that someone all ready to move . .
Silencing the thoughts on the sand so still
He sat feeling that guilt of his diffident will
Regretting his heart is that fear of failure
Wondering how long shall be his progressive tenure
Managing to gather that strength to sustain his individuality
Getting up now is that someone all ready to move . .
Trying to follow that different light of his race
He has the eyes to analyse things at his pace
Awe-struck is his little heart
Wanting to acquire that sword to thwart
All the emotions that are keeping the success apart,
Falling in affection with love to grow beyond
Standing is that someone all ready to move. .
Deciding the things to be done he is all set
Forgetting those dead promises that kept his eyes wet
Breathing he is now only for his self
Breaking out of his image of a road-elf
Gradually destroying those wasted moments spent for every
Other somebody
With rude comments
Find he must now that old way of his newness
To sustain his life with the ideas of his freshness
Strong hearted is now
That soft bud
Of innocent touch in him . .
Desiring to blossom small yet beautiful
He has to embrace the thoughts of growth
Even on this road
Opportunities where lay in bountiful
Bearing all the emotional storms of this world
He has to manage not to wither away with the crowd
He has to flower on even unnoticed. .
Not untouched,
Though for his sweetness
Sharing the sweetness with all the coloured
Buggers of the world
Preserve he has to still even with pores
His own lively white colour of progressive calmness
He has to colour on, air on
Nodding on to the orders of his abilities. .
Spreading his petals all strong
And connected to the centre
Of his beliefs
He has to essence on. .
Stopping various cruel touches, stares
He has to ground on eternally. .
Preserving that energy of shalom in himself
He has to live on, smile on, grow on. .
Along with that mother tree of his shadow-line
That grows selflessly every-day
For everybody who’s somebody. . .
Akanksha Chaudhary
If Life spaces up, it moves on until it gives back.. ..
Arvindc (January 27th, 2012), drkarminder (January 27th, 2012), rajneeshantil (January 27th, 2012), rohittewatia (January 26th, 2012), vicky84 (January 27th, 2012), vikda (January 26th, 2012)
Thanks Navdeep . Hope you shall ask you friends too to join me on my page and help me promote more. much thanks anyways!!
Akanksha Chaudhary
If Life spaces up, it moves on until it gives back.. ..
Akanksha Chaudhary
If Life spaces up, it moves on until it gives back.. ..
Great work Akanksha. Really glad to know your success and work. Many congratulations for the same.
Best wishes.
"कर्मंयेवाधिकरास्ते = कर्मणि एव अधिकार: ते = कर्म करनें में ही अधिकार है तुम्हारा"
rajninarwal (January 27th, 2012)
The Shrinking Shadows - has wonderful meaning. Living in the present, it carries a message, a solution for today's confused lot.
Thanks for sharing... and writing too...Cheers..
Everybody is Somebody - Very touching. Thanks!
Akansha,my best wishes are with u in your endeavour .I was never a poetic kind of person;so I cound'nt get much out of your poem mentioned here.
Also, I am not able to understand your signature line- If life spaces up,it moves on until it gives back---What does it mean ?.Also,write here some simple kind of poem;so that my kind of not so poetic person can also enjoy and understand something.
Welcome Back Poetess !
It's better to be alone than in a bad company.