Thursday, November 27, 2014

Pass

A bad day; Or so I say.
Little realizing what bad day actually is.
That charming batter had bad day,
God called him to show the cover drive.

I kept cribbing of my problems,
Popping out all the time.
Too busy to see,
I lived one another day.

Let me live,
Among peace and harmony,
A quick smile,
To the fellow commuter.

The look of your face,
Calling me fail and,
Chiding me as unworthy,
Take my smile.

For I believe in God,
Who wants me happy,
Caring for me always,
With infinity as boundary.

A happy day, I did not fail.
I will try once more,
One more step,
Just one more step.






Saturday, November 22, 2014

Wondering How Many Years

As I got up one morning,
A day less in my life,
Wondering how years have passed;
Silently, Just the other day,
I was small.

A sudden fear dawned,
If the years pass this fast,
Wondering how many years will pass;
Silently, Just the other day,
I will be old.

I have worries now,
Many How and What unanswered,
Wondering how many years have passed;
Without answers, Just the other day,
I survived happily for so many years.

These worries are futile,
Really? Heart asked gently,
Wondering how many years will pass;
Winning over worries, to find new worries,
I will survive happily all the years to come.

I fear old age.
The weak bones and sinking mind,
Wondering how many years have passed;
Running after the last bus in a crowded bus,
I  will prefer comfortable seat in my car.

I am content.
Mind says run and heart says okay,
Wondering how many years will pass,
To run mind and heart in unison,
I will be happy and satisfied.