ramya writes

It’s the only thing certain, death and an end to a living being, All the glory, all the hardships, comes to its logical end, The mortal remains turn to ash, mix with the elements, All the laughs, thrills, trips, fights, just a fond remembrance. The brief stay had its surprises and nightmares, You savour some, others hidden in the corner of your heart, The dull ache persists, conflicts and dilemmas stare at you, Time heals, some memories fade, others fresh till the grave. When the one UP presses Delete it’s time to say adieu, It’s not important to you, how many came for the final ride, It’s those few who had a smile on their heart and lips, For you touched them deeply by your wit and wisdom.

It's a new beginning, fresh ideas, great to be among friends, it's morning, Each day brings it's own challenges, excitement, experience, pleasures, Forget the past, live the moment, cherish the blessed abundance , Breathe in the God's elixir, thank the elements, you're the chosen few. It's a great morning after a peaceful rest, mind and body ready, Life throws googly, you play with a straight bat, and play fair and tough, Not for you the crooked shortcuts, the hare brained ponzy schemes, You're destined to win, your aim is to grow and glow, luck is with you. The frail days are in the past, the prudent you is now the master, The flock follows you, don't lead them astray, make them lean and strong, You grow when they excel, win when they score, cry when they're hurt, It's festive time, renew your pledge, chart the unwalked path, Good Morning

  Nature has been abused in sea, air and water, Forests have shrunk, mining is rampant, Ground water is depleted, rivers are polluted, The sand and stones are blatantly stolen.. Habitat of animals encroached, greed has no limit, We consume, pollute, destroy and kill the Nature, We breathe in poison, ruin the surroundings, We are Blind and look for miracles to bail us out.. Nature is getting back, floods of fury everywhere, Tornadoes, earthquakes, storms, landslides, Cyclones, pandemic, hospitals overflowing with patients, Are we still Blind, there's little time, but who cares..

Let there be less War, more Peace, Let there be less Hatred, more Tolerance, Let the Old give way to the Young, Let’s welcome God with Love and Grace. Too many die in War, so many widows and orphans, Let greed, avarice and loot meet its nemesis, Let the shrill voice of conflict be shown the door, Invoke God to bless the whole World. Let Man and animals give space to each other, Let’s not destroy animal’s home for our mansions, Let’s share Gods wealth like water with all, Let the chirping birds have their trees to nest and breed. Let’s leave the planet a better place, The next generation can have an easier life, More of everything, less of conflicts and death, The Gods will be glad, Happy Diwali

  A false story was concocted, more falsehood was added as it progressed, Crime, drama, raids, drugs, dubious witnesses, a mysterious bald man, It was fast paced, retaliation was swift, family, religion, skeletons tumbling, Cruise, party, drugs on shoes, kids became men in a few jiffy, jail and its rules. Battery of Lawyers unravelled wheat from the chaff, bail and not jail is the norm, The fight was ferocious, under currents diabolic, fight to the finish, no holds barred, Papa stood by his son, mud and slander didn’t stick, a block buster Diwali release, Villains defeated, licking their wounds, Haarkar Jeetne wale ko Baazigar kehte hain.

  It’s that feeling when everyone turns against you, The elements conjure new tricks to deceive you, Whatever you touch turns to mud, the skyline dark, You are at the fag end of your wits, that Dry feeling. The taps of life run Dry, there are no more tears, The mind searched for the elusive oasis in the desert, You know who stands by you, and who ran away, You are like the Dry twigs, ready to be stamped out. The inner reserve comes to fore, when there is nothing to lose, The fight to finish has begun, losing is not an option, Eyes light up, unwavering resolve, win at all costs, Rain wets your path, Dry drowns in its own tears.