Supreme One

We don’t read for the sake of reading

Some do

We don’t write for the sake of writing

No one does

We don’t eat for the sake of eating

Some do

We don’t sleep for the sake of sleeping

Again, some do!

We don’t smile for the sake of smiling

Some do

We don’t create for the sake of creation

Some do

We don’t kill for the sake of killing

No one does

We don’t cry for the sake of crying

No one will ever do

We marry for the sake of being married

Many do

Just to regret & repent

But then the damage is done

This is just an example

From the whole list of mistakes

Which we all can do

With less thinking

We don’t have to be anyone else

To be someone

We are ourselves

And we’re awesome

Don’t do things for the sake of doing it

There’s no fun in that

No lessons in that

Just wastage of time

But if you do things

With some percentage of genuineness

Then you evolve

The thing seems genuine

Pieces start falling in right places

Words seem to make sense

Rivers seems to find oceans

One seems to be many

And many manys’ together

Becomes the Supreme One

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P.S.: Mondays’ are urghh! So to soothe this feeling, here is some soothing music of That Kiss by Tiffany Alvord ❤ Awesome singer, awesome song!

Game of tiptoeing..

When I was a kid,

I used to tip toe go to kitchen,

During the noon time,

When my mother was asleep,

So that I can have some cream biscuits,

Without her knowledge.

But in the evening,

She calls me and takes my class,

For eating those biscuits on a regular basis.

She didn’t changed the place of those biscuits,

Because she loved my tip-toeing and having those biscuits,

And thinking that I can fool my mother,

Who know me more than I know myself.


 

Now, the table has turned.

I loved her beauty, her smile, her truthfulness,

And this time, my mother tip-toed,

And went to meet her and said,

To leave me and go far away from me,

Because my father don’t like her,

And my girl left me, without telling me,

And I thought that it was fate and we weren’t meant to be a together,

But then when I came to know what had really happened,

I cursed my mother, my girl, everyone, even God,

Because then I hated this game of tip-toe,

This game of pretendness.

This game of keeping cards close to your chest,

This game of not putting everything on the table,

This game of thinking that others are fool,

And you are the only smart guy.

I hate this sham!!

Prisoners of Regret..

The present is what all we got,

The past is left behind,

The future has no shape,

Hope I will be found by someone whom I want.


I wanted to be with her,

wanted to make her smile,

but now all I got is her phone number but no courage,

to talk to her because the time is gone.

I didn’t tell her, she got her love,

I am left behind, just thinking about her,

her simple smile.


I wish I had, told her how I felt,

then I know I wouldn’t had been a prisoner of regret,

I would had been a free bird then,

but now it’s not like that, and I feel so suffocated.

I wish I had, done something to express my love,

then I know my future would had taken a good shape,

I would had been happy and surely she too,

but now it’s not like that, and I feel so suffocated.


Life is short, making decisions difficult,

but always make sure you don’t make any decision that you live to regret,

because there is just no bail for the prisoners of regret!!