WHEN "dream" BREAK

WHEN "dream" BREAK


Mind without though
Is like tree dying in need of water
Things in life come n go
One move to n fro
So many things on head
Their turnings thrash bed
Of sordid memories
Morass and sorrows of dead
Relationship hunting in dreams
With out outlines of fake happiness around
Want to cry so hard but, but tear's stuck some where inside
Suffocation is hard to resist
Loneliness feels so good its warmth is holding me
Emotions are so heavy, thoughts kicked out
Simile is now like dream to achieve,
Head is jam
With unspoken words
Leaving a sense of insecure future
Though many people around,
Still I am alone
Life is on roll,
So much to say but tantrums making so weak
Can’t even speak out
Now burning with emotions,
Do not know where to go,
Do not want to trust on myself
Loosing very bit of me, don't want to even think
But can't do anything so helpless
Anybody out there
Listen to my SOS.

ADONAI Niyati Sharma ( guest blogger

ADONAI


Service is the highest spiritual discipline,
it is a lot more gratifying to serve others
service about self a sincere act of
love and kindness that enhances
the value of our minds
there are millions out there,
who seek our compassion.
And yet we ridden with our materialistic desires and pleasures,
fail to see that we have a lot more than actually thought.
Practicing rites and rituals undoubtedly
show one's devotion towards faith but
service is something that transcends
all barriers of race and culture
a god fearing person and
an atheist for example has the equal right and duty to
Give back to society a fraction of what they have received from it.

                                                                                                                                                         By Niyati Sharma

143 INJECTION "Niyati Sharma"( GUEST BLOGGER)

143 InJeCtIoN

I seldom take the time to tell you
all d things I feel
I want to tell you that my love
for you is very real
You have always been so sensitive
Responding to my needs
I feel that you are special
Let m thank you from my heart
for all your treasured wisdom
and d warmth that you impart
I always will respect you for
the ways in which you care
it's reassuring knowing that
your love is always there.

by :Niyati Sharma

"WE no DIFFRENT" (GUEST BLOGGER)

"WE no DIFFRENT"

We are no different
You and me
Though we may seem poles apart
But deep down in our hearts
We reflect each other
Every move, every thought
What we have done
And we have not

We are no different
But we are strangers

Our glories we thrive
And yet, we do not know
If the other is alive
Then why do we always blame each other?
Our hearts may beg to differ

But the blood that flows in our veins
Ironically is the same
We are no different of that I am sure
Now I know.

That we look away
Because we know that life is a game to play
Why
Your survival is link with that of another
And yet, strangely, we hate each other
I feel this way, you feel safest knowing

that this selfish pleasure keeps me going.

                                                                                                                                            

                                                                                                                                                   By- Niyati Sharma

SORROWS

SORROWS


Try to look far away
Into the future ,Its so blur
My vision so vague,
Why so much confusion and uncertain
Dilemma ???
over uncertain things, now fusion of
over rated thoughts are piling up.
Memories going under
thick cover of sand of sorrows
and mist of struggle is so prominent,
Life is on verge of change,
Life seems too stuck in fringes of monotonous frames.