In Uncategorized on October 10, 2012 at 3:40 pm
The setting sun, woke up the words within me,
The mirth filled up the heart, stretching vast across like the sea,
The soothing rays from the golden sky,
The silent breeze waving past by,
The silent flight, back to the nest,
A silent will towards the quest.
Life is but, not without irony,
Its only how the horizon you begin to see,
While for some, its a peaceful pause,
For some, its an inspiration for a cause.
Even the setting sun, can be a lovely start,
Life is when the mind listens to the heart.
In Uncategorized on October 10, 2012 at 3:28 pm
The silent beach, the empty sand.
Between the lashing sea and the lifeless land.
Standing alone in a faraway sight,
The stones wage a silent fight.
So many come, so many go,
Stuck in life’s daily to and fro.
They say, they come to reclaim life,
Then why do they return back to strife ?
I wish they learnt from these silent stones,
Life gives a lot of reasons to smile, none for moans.
I wish they learnt from the lashing sea,
That there is a life beyond the word me.
I wish they learnt from the silent beach,
That the limits lie at an endless reach.
I wish they learn from the lifeless land,
That there is only as much as they can use their hand.
I wish they learnt from the golden horizon,
What sets down, only comes up tomorrow as the glowing sun.