Solace Verses
You are
not alone, my love!
The wind that carries your smell
seized to blow in grief,
The water that holds our memories
omitted to flow in misery,
The fire that witnesses our purity
towards each other suffocated in humiliation,
The sky and the land yelled at gods
for taking away the love of my life forever and ever…
My body is paralyzing with the lack
of your touch,
My senses are deceiving me of your
aura around me,
My soul is weeping in silence for
it, misses its true mate,
My heart is sobbing in pain to
believe your inexistence; now I am all alone, my love!
Oh, dear love! The wind is guarding
you, forgetting its nature to blow,
The water is stopping by to narrate
our stories to the world,
The fire is rejoicing to witness
the passionate love of our souls,
The sky and the land elated and
praised God for his glorious creation of you and me.
Oh, dear mate! For all the trust
and love you showered on me, I owe you an abundance of happiness and joy,
But the God had a will for me and
took me away from the corporeality,
Indeed, I took a promise from the
Lord to guard you with the five elements of nature,
I argued with the creator to bless
you with pure air, fresh water, healthy fruit, and good character,
And I look at you from the heavens
with boundless love, to remind you that you are not alone, my love!
More
power to you, woman
Miles away, over the frosty
mountains and in filthy trenches, lived a soldier,
A soldier, who is a fierce fighter
and a soldier with a sensible soul,
A soldier whose aim is unblemished
even in the gravest circumstances,
And a soldier whose sacrifice is
celebrated around the nation.
Miles away, over the frosty
mountains and in filthy trenches, lived a soldier,
A soldier, who promised to hold my
hand till my last breath,
A soldier, whose love is
unconditional, and hatred is unexist,
And a soldier at whom I look with
pride and dread at the same time,
Miles away, over the frosty mountains
and in filthy trenches, lived a soldier,
A soldier, whom the country trusts
and sleeps peacefully,
A soldier, whose courageous battles
propagate with pride,
And a soldier, whose loss leaves
every living creature of the nation in deep mourning.
Miles away from the frosty
mountains and filthy trenches lived a woman,
A woman, who wishes to spend a lifetime
with the soldier,
A woman, whose dreams drained in
awaiting the soldier's return,
And a woman, to whom every seed,
every plant, every animal, every bird, and the entire human race indebted their
lives,
Cause as for the soldier, you are
the backbone, and your dejection is unpalatable.
The joyous little lamb
The little lamb makes a little
laughter that brings a big smile on the mother’s face,
The world that the little eyes
witness is not the exact of the world the mother witnesses,
For the little lamb, the world is
full of bright colors, happy faces, and compassion,
But the mother knows the world
better, that it belittles the poor, disabled little lamb.
The mother cries out and curses the
gods for the disability of the little lamb,
The little lamb, unaware of its
disability, is the joyous creature in the world,
The world pretends to pour pitying
looks on the little lamb for its disability,
The mother, helpless and hopeless,
mourns every night while the little lamb is resting peacefully.
Oh! Poor Mother, let the little
lamb jump in joy,
Let her pure heart capture the
beauty of the world,
Let her innocence teach the world
the art of purity,
Let her be the queen of the
unconquered kingdom that no one can ever experience.
Oh! Pretty Little Lamb, in a world
full of fake smiles,
Your laughter brings life to the
numerous,
Your benevolence melts the hardest
of the hearts,
Your spirit replenish confidence in
the defeated,
For, you are not one of those
flocks of sheep; you are a special and god-chosen child.
Relive
the life one more time
Little do you know the feeling of
holding your soft little hands,
Little do you know the joy of
listening to your adorable babble,
Little do you know the ecstasy of accompanying
your first walk,
Little do you know, the prolific
love of your aged parents towards you.
Little do you know the pain of
punishing you for your misdeeds,
Little do you know the quest to put
you on the right path,
Little do you know the distress of
departing for your progression,
Little do you the anguish of
abandoning your parents for your comforts,
Little do you know, the prolific
love of your aged parents towards you.
Being a parent took away the art of
solitude and self-discovery,
Being a parent made you overlook the
bliss of self-gifting,
Being a parent might limit your
ambitions and aspirations,
But if being a parent gives you
enormous pleasure, you beauty!
Now, let’s not waste the rest of
the life with prolonged responsibilities,
Let’s greet friends, meet strangers,
and surprise them with our tenderness,
Let’s pass on our energy to the
world along with the enormous knowledge we hold,
Let’s reminisce good old memories
and laugh at those destructing decisions we made so confidently,
Let’s unwrap the hidden wishes and
relive life like a kid one more time.
Fortune
favors the brave
Lucky are those who are born in
soft fluffy sheets,
And grew up between the luxurious
villas and countless riches,
Lucky are those with innate talents
and effortless achievements, who
Chases every hardship with natural
talents and fewer efforts.
Lucky are those who are captivating
and eloquent by nature,
For, gaining attention and dealing
with people is a piece of cake.
Lucky are those who have a long
luck line on their palms, who
gets out of the worst situations
quickly and meets success in every path.
Lucky is you who born in worn and
torn sheets still ruling your world,
Growing up between difficulties and
challenges carves the strongest and sensible being.
Lucky is you who died a thousand
times in practice for perfection,
Thriving for excellence reveals
your exceptional abilities and make you a winner
Lucky is you, who prefers to be
judge based on your skills and talents,
Accepting your interiority brings a
lot of confidence and boldness to face the world
Lucky is you, who waits with
patience in striving for success,
Holding to your hard work and
beliefs gives prosperity and greater accomplishments.
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