NOT EVERYONE CAN BE YOUR OWN!

Not everyone can be your own,
Except for own flesh, blood, and home.
People who act to be your own ahead of you,
Are the ones who try to destroy you from behind,
With cutlass or by utterances.
Not everyone can be your own.

It hurts when you are off from your cottage,
And they treat you like a jailbird.
The tears instinctively shed off,
Can't be suppressed even by rinsing your face with water.
But Nothing can be done,
As the more you will rub up, the more you will shine.
By thinking of this line,
I mute myself and wipe my tears out.

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Carrying A Book Of Remembrances With Me!

In the fullness of time, I will be buried in work too.
Conceivably I shall not get time to take a breath.
For a busy schedule, you may be forgotten.
I may forget to ask "How are you?"
And may not be able to talk to you properly,
Will you forget me too?

I might not awake till the dead of the night,
And may fall asleep at 10'o clock of overwork.
It will be repeated until I retire.
Some day my children would watch the photos of us,
And may ask, "Who are they?"
I would say, "They're those with whom I spend the most memorable times."

At my senility, I would watch the images of us,
I may recall that rambling with you,
And tears might flow down my face like a river escaping a dam,
Your absence might my heart grow fonder.

I might have nothing to perform,
And would be remembering the days which I had spent in the past.
Performing anything with your mates are souvenirs,
It will be perceived when they are not beside you.

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An Indispensable Purport!

It was midnight though, I was relaxing in my room unusually,
The wind was swishing like bees,
And stars were looking like scattered moondust in the sky.
Abruptly, I was named by somebody from outside of the entrance.
I was scared and thought who could call me at that moment?
The sound got repeated and decreed me to open up.
I stood up and unlatched the door.
But nobody was there,
Swiftly, I saw an envelope lying beside the mailbox.
I picked it up and opened the letter from it.
It was written that life would cease to exist on earth,
And was advised to come closer to Almighty and to do worship utmost.
Don't know who he was, might be the messenger of God.

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Incomplete Fantasy!

In the fantasy of mine,
I was flying over the clouds,
Seeing the aesthetics of glittering stars,
Which were glowing like diamonds.
The whole world was slumbering.
The crowded town was wholly appeared deserted,
The street was desolated.
Only I was enjoying over the clouds.
Suddenly, a spaceship came,
Landed only a meter in front of mine.
Lift me and took me with them,
And went to the journey of the universe.
Abruptly, My mother put water on my face,
Felt that my face got wet and I woke up,
A dream that I dreamt of is still incomplete,
Don't know when it will be witnessed again.

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BLOSSOMING!

Walking in an unoccupied street,
Thinking about the eternity of nature,
And changeability of time,
I was gazing at the fields of paddy,
Which had not grown completely yet,
Found similarities between life and those paddy fields,
As I noticed the reflection of my life in a tiny leaf,
Which used to move in the direction of winds.
After a few months when I was passing by the same way,
The leaf had flourished with the dripping of rain,
The scenario was so delightful,
That it took me to paradise.
I again found similarities,
The roots got healthier with time as did I.
Tolerating a lot of thunder and lightning,
Formulated its root very strongly.
Noone can easily wring now.
Before reaching the destination I told my heart,
Problems come to build us nor to break,
And at that troubles we need a person,
To encourage and motivate us.
In my life who have been encouraging and promoting me,
I owe and thank them from the profound part of my heart.

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1.Praying Salah.
2.Travelling.

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A FATEFUL JOURNEY!

Life is a trip between birth and demise,
It is like a glowing candle.
The day when a candle will extinguish.
We will fade away.

In halfway through this journey,
We will find numerous kind of people,
Some will motivate us,
Some will judge us by our face & prestige.

It doesn't matter whether we are glamorous or not,
It doesn't matter whether we are affluent or not,
It doesn't matter whether we are thoughtful or not,
It doesn't matter whether we are competent or not.

It only matters how extensively courageous we are,
To fight the battle of life.
Spread positivity instead of negativity.
Because we have been sent,
Into the planet for only a few days,
For the humble purpose of serving humanity.

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The Slumber That Doesn't Let Me Study!

Supply of Melatonin from Pineal,
Leaves me in the dreamless slumber.
Release of cortisol from Adrenal,
Wake me up from the slumber.

The slumber comes every night,
It prepares my brain for the next day.
It repairs and heals my inner organ,
But, science says I should take it eight to ten hours.

Besides, it carries a good feature,
It does not come when I am free,
It comes when I sit for study,
Then, I have to put my head on the pillow.

Sometimes I wish I had insomnia,
But it's also not adequate for health.
Both the ways are closed,
Where can I go?

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To Be Remembered Forever!

The day was started with a crying face,
And also not ended with a happy face.
It was a place we all used to convene,
Not also for study but also for some pleasure.

It was a great memory to go there,
By cycle with a bosom buddy.
But, we can't stop the flow of time,
It ticks away and never returns.

The classroom was not only a classroom,
It was a cricket ground,
Not with bat and ball,
But with a piece of wood and a bottle.

The classroom was not only a classroom,
It was Kabbadi ground,
Not like a real game,
But in our way by painting with chalk in the ground.

Though we have gotten a farewell,
Yet these memories are going to be permanent,
I sometimes sit and miss those insanely,
By thinking that I would not apt to attend there,
To live those memories again.

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Human Nature!

Humans are the nicest creature on this earth,
Humans are the most powerful creature on this earth,
Humans are the most intelligent creature on this earth,
Moreover, they do many outrageous things.

They become unceremonious and self-centred,
They started cleaning the forest to make their own houses,
It's not going to last longer.
Consequently, Animals are becoming homeless.

They become much greedy for their needs and aspirations,
They can't see their kind to become prosperous in life,
They backbite, they obstruct, and they find faults.
But, is that real human nature?

Nonetheless, these habits have attached them like glue.
They should evacuate from these things.
And should try to become like bees,
Because of which eighty-five percent of plants exist.

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