Bewilderment in the chaos....
Team was set
and plot was met
yet men were mad
in the feeling of sad!,
All were guided
with men of feeble minded!
everything seemed perfect
yet something was imperfect,
None rested
yet none was busy!
still men roamed nosy
in an utter confusion,
All were in a dilemma
of what to do and what not to do;
and none complained
about this feeling of bewilderment
among a big chaos!
Nobody knew what was happening
yet everybody knew something was bothering!
t'was until Mister Been entered;
that things turned normal!
Till then, none knew
how to make jokes!
or how to laugh!
each one took
their own life as serious as it could be,
None knew life was just
an eye blinking moment;
it takes no time
for someone to die
nor somebody to birth,
Yet it takes time
for everyone to realise;
life is short
and it can't be wasted;
with a tough schedule!,
Your reason to be
bewildered in the chaos;
is equal to you not knowing
the meaning of life,
Life is not a tough path
even though it contains thorns and stones;
each moment in life is precious
yet you have to make it precious
and perfect,
When you laugh to silly jokes
and cry to silly reasons;
but act to serious cause
and respond to serious damage;
yet smiles to the arrogant
and ignore the hurting pupils,
You will no longer feel bewildered
among the big chaos;
even though you may be
the solitary sitter!
#review #shortpoem #poetry #lifelessons #aa
Team was set
and plot was met
yet men were mad
in the feeling of sad!,
All were guided
with men of feeble minded!
everything seemed perfect
yet something was imperfect,
None rested
yet none was busy!
still men roamed nosy
in an utter confusion,
All were in a dilemma
of what to do and what not to do;
and none complained
about this feeling of bewilderment
among a big chaos!
Nobody knew what was happening
yet everybody knew something was bothering!
t'was until Mister Been entered;
that things turned normal!
Till then, none knew
how to make jokes!
or how to laugh!
each one took
their own life as serious as it could be,
None knew life was just
an eye blinking moment;
it takes no time
for someone to die
nor somebody to birth,
Yet it takes time
for everyone to realise;
life is short
and it can't be wasted;
with a tough schedule!,
Your reason to be
bewildered in the chaos;
is equal to you not knowing
the meaning of life,
Life is not a tough path
even though it contains thorns and stones;
each moment in life is precious
yet you have to make it precious
and perfect,
When you laugh to silly jokes
and cry to silly reasons;
but act to serious cause
and respond to serious damage;
yet smiles to the arrogant
and ignore the hurting pupils,
You will no longer feel bewildered
among the big chaos;
even though you may be
the solitary sitter!
#review #shortpoem #poetry #lifelessons #aa
ONCE LOVED...
Guess I didn't love myself enough to see how much I loved you.
I don't really miss him. Rather I miss myself when I was with him.
The way my heart pounds when I look at him.
The way my mouth can't compose a word when I talk to him.
The way my head hallucinates a life with him.
The way I used to believe in magic.
The way I used to see rainbows in the dark.
The way I used to think I could catch stars.
The way I believe love can conquer all.
So yeah I miss myself when I was with him.
The more I loved him, the more it damaged me when I was not in love with him anymore.
The harder it is to get back to the old me.
Bites by bites.
Piece by piece.
As long as all that reminding is dust of yesterday.
Which will be there for the rest of my life.
#That G!rl... #review #lifelessons
Guess I didn't love myself enough to see how much I loved you.
I don't really miss him. Rather I miss myself when I was with him.
The way my heart pounds when I look at him.
The way my mouth can't compose a word when I talk to him.
The way my head hallucinates a life with him.
The way I used to believe in magic.
The way I used to see rainbows in the dark.
The way I used to think I could catch stars.
The way I believe love can conquer all.
So yeah I miss myself when I was with him.
The more I loved him, the more it damaged me when I was not in love with him anymore.
The harder it is to get back to the old me.
Bites by bites.
Piece by piece.
As long as all that reminding is dust of yesterday.
Which will be there for the rest of my life.
#That G!rl... #review #lifelessons