not called a poem-3

As life moves by,
One day at a time,
There comes a pause

When you wish it to stop,
Stop , just to pause ,
to have a look ...

to take a breath ..
To help yourself
to see the future
and make an effort

to smile at it.

Nothing much

Nothing much to hope for,
nothing much to ask,
life is a series of takings ,
not what you asked for
but what was there.

No questions asked ,
No answers to give,
There are but few ,
who can get both .

With smiles of tomorrow vanished ,
And all hope of smile gone,
there is nothing much
but only questions and no answers .

Love of Life!!

Fun of doing some thing is only in the plan , not doing it .
Like the fun of planning a event ,
of getting married , of a new prospective event is only in the plan of it , and not in the event exactly.
So all the people who are in love , enjoy being in love , as there is lot of hardwork in marriage .

The best kind of love is being in love with thyself and life..( Love of life ..??!!)

So before planning to get some one else , be in love with yourself ..it spreads to everyone around you.

.....
a bit of gyannn.. i suppose :)

Silent by choice

Some Souls go silent by choice ...
they dont want to be heard
they dont want to be seen..
they go into oblivion ...


slowly their hearts turn so cold..
from the numbness and silence..
that they turn to be a iceberg ..
which wont melt.

They silence the voice..
Its humming and song..
And the Silent eyes ..
keep staring by ..
just to see and not to feel..

When the hair turns grey ..
And there is no voice to say..
No song to humm or sparkle to see..

then they hear ..in the far away thought
the giggle and joy of life which they threw.