A Piece of Paper

A piece of paper

Lying or flying

Or kept on the table

Feelings written

With heart’s ink

And simplicity’s color

After efforts

Like diving for pearls

Or striving for betterment

Or climbing the mountains

Given a chance

To be read

Someday

Preparation and all

For days to come

Innocence radiating

True hopes and peaceful thoughts

The dawn arrives

Sun rises gloriously

Racing against time

Missing duties

For inspirational beauties

In the act of recitation

Waited, wait, waiting

Some acid burning the heart

Ache within

Tears gushing forth

No time left for recitation

Betrayal, lie clouds

Raining shocks

The end

Sorry!

The paper lost

Fallen, broken in bits

Collected waste thrown away

To a wasteland

Dispersal

Silence

Broken-hearted

Yet hopes, not giving-up

Hopes immortal

Next paper ready

New day’s dreams

Thoughts again

Golden sunshine

Silvery moonlight

Forgotten pains

Till the last day

Devouring the fruits of life

And salad of sadness

And spice of shocks

Till the last breath

Immersed in goodness

Kindness befriended

Till the first meeting

With God

From the bed of grave to the bed of heaven

From darkness to light

A piece of paper

Of hopes and dreams.

Life’s Shades

Marks are chased,

Like a lion at its prey,

When we are but mortals,

Crafted from clay.

The hankering for success,

Exceeds all bounds,

When it’s but satisfaction,

Glowing in the eyes around.

Happiness is every wish,

How easily acquired,

Sharing few dates heartily,

Robe of charity attired.

Materialistic cravings lured,

Infinite weak warriors,

While noble riders went on,

To break ego barriers.

Some moved around in panic,

With evaporated hopes,

While His mercy is near,

With elevated hopes.

Befriending justice best act,

One sleeps soundly when fair,

Rights are for all and duties,

When the true faith dawns everywhere.

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