I may not forget to thank…

I may not forget to thank…

My soul is thankful to you,

in every spot of life and in every dark site;

In everyday of enchanted life, in every rhythm of a played fife;

destined me with all my desires, my dreams, my leeway,

and a beautiful world for me

Life ambled with boons, unfeigned in giving enormous gifts

meticulously, as I see;

We are never so piety to spare our little time in your talks,

every being is prevailed with the thought of a supreme stalk;

conduce him to enlighten his heart and soul,

else would spare life in accomplishing envious goals;

I want to remember you in every second of my life,

be with me so  I may not forget you during any joy or strife.

Prachi Gupta

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Dreams

Dreams

Feelings roaming in heart, ideas blooming in mind

To mend my dreams, life to meet lovely beams;

A deep peal of thunder engages me day and night,

Glimpses of dream in my heart, makes the life bright;

A never ending fear of dismay and of failing,

Snuff these saddened waves in heart prevailing;

Give me the power to accomplish my desires from these

Swarm of dreams,

I believe they would always let me my ways to achieve, it seems.

Prachi Gupta

Kids are your dew…

Kids are your dew….

My reason to survive,

my reason of pride,

life is mizzled ever for you,

a look of yours, then no eddies of pains are viewed,

me desires your presence all my life,

forgets, you intent to aspire your panorama..

just with me for little more time,

your little discomfort tortures my heart more,

All prayers are for you, felicitations for you,

my soreness in life, would then be a contentment  if you in well-being.

Prachi Gupta

 

 

 

 

Appreciation…

Appreciation…

Oh, who don’t like the word of Appreciation,

no, no not for others, just and only for one’s self elation.

They are enchanting, filling heart with false ways of soothing,

either with harming others or with their clogging.

So unknown with their inner soul,

vanishing its traits and have attired it with coal.

Listen you, the greatest creation of God,

moor your growing selfish desires, being so odd.

Forgotten, the vows you had with Lord,

never to mutilate and break your cord….

I urge you all,

value the life, value the moments, value the people

Else, you would left with bare hands and life be crippled.

 

Prachi Gupta