Poem: Values.

A value born in this world
Bare feet and no clothes
Ceases to survive
Discovers it's potential

Egoistic in it's adulthood
Fearless in childhood
Generous in old age
Hyper in adolescense

In love then it falls
Jigsaw was it's heart
Keeps the pieces with it's lady
Laments on heartbreaks

Matures with time
Negotiates with sorrows
Optimised it's fate
Packed bags and left all the hate

Quite after achievements
Rose after defeats
Stitched it's cloth of
Trust and beliefs
Ultimately on things greater than all
Various gentlemen they were called

Poem: Scroll through life.

To every good there has to be bad,
To every happy there has to be sad.
But to every frown there is a smile,
Every breakdown leads the way to another mile.
To every problem there might come some more,
But to every sea there will be a shore.
Sometimes things will get heavy inside,
But you must learn to swim with the tide.
At the end of the day it depends on how you want things to work,
Because life, will continue to be a jerk.
I still cannot phrase things in a proper way,
Just be benevolent that's all I've got to say.

The Last Conversation.

My dad was with a friend yesterday with whom he had lunch and spent a lot of time. It was 3 pm when he left for home. He tried calling his friend at night to discuss something important but no one answered the call. Today morning when dad started reading the news paper like every other morning, he read something that left him startled. The news on the front page was: 2 Firemen die when a building caught fire and collapsed in Mumbai.
He couldn't believe his eyes reading his friend's name on the paper. He was shattered.
We don't know when it'll be the last conversation with someone so let's make the most out of the time we have, let's enjoy the small journey with the people we love. That's the thing about life.
#ARealStory.

Poem: As everyone once told.

Sitting on a wheelchair, Looking at the world-
The people are so heartless,
The people are so Cold.
Sitting on a wheelchair, Looking at the world-
The people worship money,
Self esteem is sold.
Sitting on a wheelchair, Looking at the world-
Emotions are nothing,
Don't keep your hold.
Sitting on a wheelchair, Looking at the world-
A human is nothing,
Just a sand's mould.
Sitting on a wheelchair, Looking at the World-
The End is nearing,
As Everyone once Told.