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Will you be there?

bridesmaids and bride prepare for the wedding in the color green

I want to know if some day,
I lay on my death bed
Saying goodbye to the world;
Saying hello to a peaceful dread,
How many pairs of eyes will cry,
Shed tears of honest emotions.
How many mouths will go dry
Out of words to speak words of wisdom.

I want to know if some day,
I’m accused of a wrong deed
How many people will trust my instinct,
And how many will sow dubiety’s seed.
How many pairs of hands will rise
In support of an innocent me
And how many will rise their fingers
As my flaws would be only thing they see.

I want to know if some day,
I be crippled to stand, see or think
How many pairs of legs will support
In the day time until night fall’s brink
How many minds will show me light
Through my mental and physical darkness
How many bodies will give me the strength
The energy and motivation that I can harness.

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Welcome to my world!

 

A year ago, I had published this poem, welcoming people-friends, family, strangers!..to my world…life, a bit closer to myself…to know myself better, to know them better and for them to know me better as well; a small step towards bringing smile to a person’s face or to make him/her understand the colorfulness (dark and bright colors of life) and henceforth its beauty.

Life,  this world and everything here are beautiful…  They can be and should be appreciated whatsoever when seen through eyes of Romance… POETRY.

Today I reblog this poem as, my pride, A Piscean’s Pride completes one year 🙂

Welcome to my wolrd!

Going away….

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Everyone said that they missed their parents

And I wondered why I didn’t feel the same…

As tears flowed out of my friends innocent eyes,

I wiped them happily and cracked jokes so lame.

My heart would cry for the sad faces of my friends

But never be gloomy that I was away from my guardians

Some said that I’m a tough heart, while to some, I had no heart!

Some just asked why I didn’t feel sad and to teach them the art.

I myself felt strange about not missing my dear family

To my heart, that was a heavier load to carry!

Don’t I love Maa Papa, or is really my heart so tough?

Or do I find silly to cry and do all such meaningless stuffs?

Days after, I could guess , the reason behind my missing emotion.

And the reason gave me great confidence and motivation.

My strong heart it was, that adjusted my ways and let me going

My rational mind it was that kept me calm through unknown surroundings…