Life... A journey!!

I have been travelling

On this road for years now  

To say the truth I haven’t

Seen much at all

Struggle, success and failure

Are the highlights of what I have seen

Well it is difficult to understand

But nobody will get the best

All what happens is that

You strive for more and more

And you never get satisfaction

Just go live your life

Competition at the end

Is only a eleven letter word

It is your attitude that defines

Everything, then you will realise

You are your own competitor

My first love ever!!!!... :D

I haven’t forgotten the day I had your sight
Your face under the moonlight
The scene had taken me off to a flight
From that day on you were always on my right.

I saw that day in the class
I noticed you were studying a mass
But I didn’t consider that as a loss
Though I marked that moment with a cross

I met you the other night in my sleep
I had no idea why you had a weep
My phone, did not it beep
Couple of minutes later , through the session I had to creep

I imagined both of us at the park
We did not even wink while it was getting dark
In my heart, it still being a mark
I can never forget that walk.

PS: its not my story :D

isn't it a funny poem!!!

10 years of glory I have seen
Knowledge other than studies on which I have been keen.
Let go teachers and talking to boys in the class
Girls I used to sight through my glass.

Sighting it was not though exact
Their beauty was so much intact
Looks were that of a Barbie doll
But looking at them was a highway toll.

Looking at those girls
used to remind me of models
In nostalgia it is like
I have been at the McDowell’s.

Though a shy person in prime
Shifted to another place that time
See a new classmate
I fell for a low rate

Now they are my good friends
And there has been a change of trends
I go to college to spend
4 years of joy time
Whiling away moments
I am running out of words to rhyme

Decency was in every drop of mine
I asked myself whether I was fine
Writing such a poem was not my idea
What’s the matter who looks the criteria

As the moments pass on....:D

The time is ticking; every second is passing giving each and every player a tough time on the field. The attackers are in position looking out for offside and goalkeeper guiding his guys to mark the mark the unmarked players. The boundary line referee is looking out for aggressive players trying to foul. The crowd is uniformly divided in two groups, both of them howling and hooting for their team. This match has so far been a suspense....leaving the remaining 26 seconds of the game, the past 89 minutes showed the struggle for position and lead, without a goal being hit. The commentators have no more words for the situation on the field. Even the vendors and he bar tenders have stopped their sale… their eyes set on the ball. A few seconds back, a slide tackle has been a reason for such a situation all the players are nervous and are trying to overcome the fatigue and sprain they’ve had during the game. The kick taker is looking as if he has had an emotional breakdown. The pressure he has been experiencing due to the situation and crowd has caused an adrenalin flow through him. The referee whistles, he ears hear it, the legs takes the grip he starts the run and he kicks the ball. He didn’t try to pass it to any of his team mates. All the players could read the kick takers intentions, but could do nothing about it other than staring he ball, which is whizzing past them. The goal keeper reacting to the kick… leaps towards his right. He has stretched himself to the maximum… his hands are flying towards the upcoming ball. The ball is having an enormous speed….swings away from the goal keeper… touches his gloves but it just misses pole and hits the net inside the line. What an amazing reply by the kick taker. The kick was top class, and quite easily relieved the pressure he faced.

Remebering Those Days

I remember those days with u grandma
The days I had to learnt to walk,
The days I had not learnt to talk,
The days I had not learnt to differentiate a rock.

I remember those days with you grandma,
The days I had not learnt to lift a mug,
The days I had not learnt to distinguish a thug,
The days when I did not know how to kill a bug.

I remember those days with you grandma,
The days I used to whine ,
The days I had not known what is wine ,
Those days when everything was fine.

I remember those days with you grandma,
The day when u gifted me a ring,
Days when u taught me to sing ,
The days when you told me how bells ding.

I remember those with you grandma,
The days when you told who is a sinner,
The days when you made special dishes for dinner,
The days when you taught me how become a winner.