Showing posts with label Poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poem. Show all posts

Thursday, September 24, 2009

A bit too much


Listening to a lecture once in a while is ok,
sitting on the last bench and asking doubts is a bit too much.


Showing concern is ok sometimes;
dictating terms is a bit too much.


Working on your project is ok,
but lying that you haven’t even started is a bit too much.


Cribbing on your blog is ok sometimes,
but using the thesaurus for every third word is a bit too much.


Losing is ok sometimes;
not accepting defeat is a bit too much.


Taking advice from the ones who can help is ok,
but forgetting them as soon as the job is done is a bit too much.


Cursing someone is ok,
but cursing him behind his back is a bit too much.


Calling your friends on their birthday is ok,
but forgetting to wish them happy birthday is a bit too much.


Sharing secrets with someone is ok,
but disclosing someone’s secrets to another is a bit too much.


Four minutes of added time is ok,
but Oven scoring in the sixth minute is a bit too much.


Turning up at a stupid movie once in a while is unavoidable,
but recommending the same movie to your friends is a bit too much.


Lying once in a while is ok,
but lying to your best friend is a bit too much.


Making a mistake is ok;
making that mistake again is a bit too much.


Helping someone out of courtesy is ok,
but expecting something back in return is a bit too much.


Writing a boring blog is ok sometimes;
asking people to read it and comment is a bit too much.


Praying to god for a good result is ok,
but not studying for it is a bit too much.


Wasting time sometimes is ok;
but complaining about lack of time after that is a bit too much.


I guess writing anything above this would be a bit too much.

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Boredom

I asked:

Life is the same today and tomorrow,
you get to see same faces, same joy, same sorrow.
That excitement, that fun which brought us so long,
seems to be dimming with each passing dawn.

Feels like the game has suddenly slowed down,
a new day, but the same discussion, same song.
Why does it seem like being stuck in second gear,
sure we're moving ahead, but with surprises rare.

Is routine boring, or is it just me
who can't let this boredom flee? ....

He answered:

Try for new ventures, aim for the sky,
let the passion inside you never die.
The world around us affects us for sure,
but we are the creator of our joy our cheer.

Focus your attention on your vision, your dream
work out your own path, tackle troubles extreme.
For loneliness affects only those, with no task to be done
be hungry for more, never stop with a win.

Pump in more energy, let go the dullness within
never dare you say, 'life's boring'.

Friday, September 26, 2008

Thank You

I wanna Thank you ……….

For sharing every little joy and sorrow
For being through during every High and Low
For listening to all that I wished to say
For telling me all you had to say….

Coz of you I saw a different world
Or shall I say saw the world differently.
Giving me hope when there was none
Showed me the way where everything seemed blunt.

Everyone’s there to share the Winning moments
But you were the one who cared when I had lost.
You gave me confidence when I needed it the most
The willpower and Strength to come back strong.

For answering my problems in the middle of the night
For calling up with no reason but to say ‘hi’.
For the sweet tune of Flute you played for me
For watching football matches together just for me.

For traveling with me far off places
Coming for movies and coffee shops
I cherish all the pranks you played
Thank you for the Moments we shared.

Thank you, Thanks again….…for being my best friend