I love the games i play
I love to be fast and its really count,
I love to get lost in this world,
Score, Rank, Points
These all are my targets
Sometimes, i win, some time i loose,
But i enjoys all its moves,
I make it in my way,
I love the game i play,
Swings and slides
Jump and fall,
Roller coaster rides,
Nuggets, coins
I collect them on my way,
I love the games i Play,
Run in the rain.
Watch out for the stains,
On the street
On the corner,
Be careful,
Grudges everywhere
Some run to stay fit
Some run to forget
Some not courageous enough to run
They sit and make fun
I gather my strength
Wipe out my tears,
To face all my fears,
I run in the rain,
As fast as I can,
I m Ready to feel Pain,
I run in the rain
Twinkling stars
Hang in my walls,
When lights get off,
They start show off
Spread smile on my face.
Shining like blaze,
Twinkling stars,
Hang in my walls.
Glow in the dark,
Having amazing spark,
They bring hope in my heart,
Everything going to be all right,
I love winter.
Its really tender,
Love its thunder wind.
That flows directly to my heart.
I love its smell,
The beauty of this season,
Rosy chicks, red nose,
Colorful clothes, socks, Christmas,
I wait for this season.
I miss That gloves of mine,
I miss my sweat shirt, my quilt.
My jacket, my stole,
I love winter,
Its really tender,
I love to drink coffee in the morning,
I still feel the Shivering,
I miss those blossoms,
That Snow fall was awesome,
I miss my sweet November,
Still remember grand ma’s stories,
Still remember all that queries,
Miss you winter,
Please come soon,
I want to send my wish balloon,
Just came early and stay long.
I love winter,
It’s really tender.
I want to send seasonal greetings,
Those family gatherings,
Those festive seasons,
My Christmas wishes and gifts,
I love holidays,
sleep long and getup late.
O winter come soon,
That late sun-rising and early moon.
I love winter
Its really tender.
Trust: most precious thing of the world.
Trust :Hard to get, Easy to loose and never came back in same.
Trust is really a precious luxury,
Which we cannot expect from everyone.
Trust is not just a word ,
for some its hope, courage a light in the dark.
But for some it’s the best way to ruse a person
I am not rushing in trust, its really not a one day job.
If you want to gain trust of some person you have to work on it.
Trust can’t be taken, you have to win it.
Trust can be build slowly.
A stranger can be your friend how it could be possible?
All this happen due to the trust.
When you first saw a person down in street, mall, shop, building even in your college or office. For you that was just a stranger but when you two talk or smile a ray of trust is build and you two feel like something extra. That something extra may be every time you see each other you smiles, or laugh on same incident and you feel like you two have a connection called same taste or nature. that feeling is also a phase of trust. Slowly slowly you start talking to each other and you feel like you trust that people to enter in your comfort zone and became your friend or Best friend. It’s all about trust we share our secrets to the people whom we trust more. Sometimes we reveal it to stranger because we have a different kind of trust that is known as irrelevant trust we shows these type of trust to the strangers because we knows that he will never release your secrets because for him it’s not matter. And he has no issues or he is never going to meet you again.
When someone break your trust you feel like lost sometime you going deeper and deeper and ended up destroying yourself and some time you take it positively and constructive way and ended up being strong.
“Broken trust is like chocolate, when it melts it’s really hard to get in shape.”
Every relationship is build upon trust, once someone broke it, really very hard to get it back.
So, never break trust of your loved ones.
Because every time you do, a little piece of that person dies, that never came back.
If you broke trust you lost that originality.
Respect the feelings and believes of others on you that known as trust.
so be honest and don’t bear a trust which you are not able to hold.
A broken heart write these lines which describes how hard to recover from a broken trust.
I never gonna trust anyone again
Because every time I do, People break it.
For some it’s just a word, but for me it’s whole world,
For some it’s really easy to break trust,
But for me it’s the hardest thing on the earth.
I don’t want to fall again, I never wanted to gets heart again,
I never gonna trust again.
IF someone trusts you,
feel the honor and responsibility Follow it with true heart and soul.
Be faithful.
Give someone reason to smile not a reason to cry,
Don’t shatter trust of the person who respects you, care for you and concerned about you.
Because if you do, it will never came back as same.
Art of giving
If you want to learn art of living,
You must have to understand art of giving.
To live life fullest you must have to learn art of giving.
A simple way to happiness is Art of giving….it soothes your mind body and soul.
“I believe that as much as you take, you have to give back. It’s important not to focus on yourself too much.” –
If you have desire to achieve something, its good for you, you have a goal to live for,
But someone else have hope from you, it’s really a honor.
Can you feel that when a child smiles for you it makes your day a wonderful start.
Achieve everything that you deserve, but give the things which you desire
Give someone happiness, it makes you happy
Give someone hope it brings new light of courage in you.
Give someone a reason to smile; it gives you a ray of hope.
We all are so busy to accomplish our materialistic goals, we never think that a part of us is dying inside us that part is goodness, art of giving, which was naturally embedded with us when we born.
That’s why when we were kid we all are so sweet, give smiles to others, help others, love them, meet everyone gracefully, smiles freely, talk to everyone, dance, enjoying rain.
But what happen to that kid now, we are not able to smile at everyone, we talk to few, hesitate to help.
Just get out of your fences and start giving………….
Don’t focus too much on yourself, it going to destroy the real you.
Think about others who care for you, who waiting for your calls, who want listen to you,
Want to feel your presence,
Give them a reason to believe in you.
Give what you can, it always comes back to you.
If you give good it came back to you as blessings,
If you give bad, it came back as curse.
Choice is yours.
Think about it.
What matter most: What someone else thinks about you or what you really are
Why we all are so conscious about what people think about us ,
Today an incident happen with me that make me think that way
i start asking to myself why we cares so much what people call us or what they think about us.
Today in a shop a girl asked a 35 year old woman “aunty is it raining out there?”
That woman weirdly starring at her and scolds at her “ How dare you to call me Aunty? Am i look like an aunty to you”
And other women’s with her also responded the same at her, I saw that girls face she was stunned, she apologies for calling her aunty.
I thought is it really matters for you what others called you.
I just don’t think so.
Those women while scolding on that girl watching me I don’t know why may be she wants me on her side too.
IF someone call me aunty it’s not matter for me because if I am then its ok.
If I am not then why would I care?
What someone calls you it’s not matter, what you really are that only matters
What other thinks about your personality that’s not matter, what persona you really have that only matters
This incident also shows that some persons are very much conscious about what others think about them, I saw wreckness in the eyes of that woman,
She scolds on that girl more than five minutes and even though that girl already says sorry for that.
I watched that woman and my mind ask me a question………….
What kind of rage was that?
May be she had a bad day so she just busted here,
Or maybe she wasn’t ready to confront this reality.
And I just smile and leave that place.
These lines are dedicated to our beautiful heart that makes us beautiful from inside.
I even don’t remember when i write it, i just found it in my old laptop. I share it with you all
Hope you guys like it.
Beautiful heart.
We all have something that separates us from others
That makes us distinct from just a flesh and blood.
That makes us believe in goodness, feelings, emotions and happiness.
That helps us to feel the pain, embrace the gain.
That makes us to follow our dreams,
That strengthens us to face the challenges
That helps us to heal.
That led us to believe in humanity, generosity
That helps to feel alive, different shades of life.
That not just make us live by pumping blood in our veins
Beautiful heart, you are symbol of love,
Full of surprises, you are abyss of memories,
Full of emotions, imaginations.
Full of hope,
You bring light in my soul,
You are pure, you my best friend
You are my beautiful heart.
Beautiful heart, I am really thankful to you.
baby blue..
This is for the memory of a sweet Lil baby who I luckily meet a month before.but his sweet memories always rest in my heart.
I saw him he is really cute lil monster.
When I saw this cute lil baby smiling at me. I really feel happy.
We both watch each other and I start taking walk.
He follow me n walk with me and when we came near to each other he giggles n run.
We play dis game about a half hour.
We both enjoys it.
I love his giggles run n cuteness.
Those twinking eyes which are ready when we came across.
Love him n d way he look at me .. so pure so innocence.
His eyes wants to say lots of things to me.
When I saw him sleep I love to watch him.
He looks like an angel who came to earth.
Suddenly I realize why we all say that babies are angel of god.
His cute lil hands want to get the whole world.
His sweet sparkling eyes make me believe in goodness.
His adorable voice keep me smiling.
I love you God for this beautiful present.
God bless you baby.
You my baby blue.
You always rest in my heart as d sweetest cutest n most adorable baby.
Baby blue.
We gonna miss you.
You have no clue.
How much we all love you.
Our blessing always with you.
Keep smiling baby blue.
We gonna miss you.
I know this world is hard.
I know we all have lots of work.
I know we are busy in the race of our life.
But can we take a moment from all this rush n feel the beauty around us.
Beauty of nature.
Beauty of goodness.
Beauty of new born baby.
I take a break n meet with this cute lil baby my baby blue.
And whenever I am sad n tired of my stressful life.
I take a moment close my eyes and think about baby blue.
N that energized me and help me to fight back harder.
We all have our baby blue.
For some baby blue is his mother.
For some their family.
You have to just take a break and find your baby blue.
This is a poem which I sing when I m gonna sleep.
When sun sets….moon gonna rise.
Take my advice….
Close your eyes. .
Baby sleep well tonight.
I know you have problems. .
I know you have been suffers.
I know everyone telling lies..
So take my advice. .
Baby sleep well tonight.
We gonna fight tomorrow.
We get rid of sorrows.
We gonna achieve our dreams
We fullfill all our promises.
Take rest
its for your best..
So take my advice
Close your eyes.
Baby sleep well tonight.
I know you are stressed.
I know you are struck there.
to solve this
To accomplish your wish
You have to gather your strengths
To face all the challenges.
So take my advice.
Close your eyes.
Baby sleep well tonight
Neha Dixit 