It is funny, how wishes turn to dreams, and from dreams to "Maybe I can" and then one day it lies right in front of your eyes, waiting for you to realise. I always had this chart list in mind, that when I am 20 I would want this to happen, when 25 this and so on... Silly I know, but thats me.. Extremely dreamy and wide eyed about life. I have this, dream world and my whole life is about making it true. I never knew how my love for reading books led to creation of a whole new world. A world where everything's always perfect, there are only tears of happiness and joy.
And then, the happily ever after comes. Silly I dont know about, but thats me!! :P
I am on a new roller coster ride, called life, and the image I perceive is changing rapidly, each up and high gives a thrill and a challenge!! M loving it!
Thursday, March 1, 2012
Few Words from a Dew
They say I am wise though I always think otherwise
Years they say have I given away
I am strong, I am old
Yet they say I have always been mighty and bold
They are the stars that sparkle in the sky
How do they know my plight when the seasons come by
I am but a tree, in a lone way
No one thinks of me, I am but a cast away
Years have I yearned for company and joy
Someone who would laugh with me, and mock at me when I cry
I always got the company of a nonchalant few
They never stayed with me, beyond a dew
You have your leaves, exclaimed the Sun,
Just like I have my glow and radiation
They are yours and they add joy in your life,
Oh dear tree, you look so pretty with your leaves spread rife
They come to me in spring, and walk away in autumn,
Oh how I nurture them, yet they want to go home
They say their life is but a chance to glow
Spread happiness and live till away they blow
You have your fruits, exclaimed the rain drops,
Just like I have my soothing sound and smell.
They are your very own, and add value to your life,
Oh dear tree, you look so beautiful all stocked with your fruits.
They come to me seasonally, and are snatched away from my arms.
Oh how I wish, I could protect them from falling away.
And when they are pulled ruthlessly from my arms,
No body can understand the pain of the way.
Slowly smiled the beautiful dew,
She opened her eyes and spread a smile,
Oh dear tree you are one of the lucky few,
I speak today to you, its been quite a while
You say you are not cared for enough,
Life has been unfair and rough,
Look at the world around you for a moment,
All you want to do is sit and lament?
I but a small dew, alike so many,
I am so tiny and not even worth a penny,
My life is small and not even for an hour
I don’t have a form or any pretty colour!
People crave & wait to see my form,
I can be killed even by the smallest of worm,
Yet I love being me, for sure
Whether I would live again is very unsure
Life is a beautiful chance to glow,
To spread your wings and to take a bow
The wonderful Lord, sitting high above,
Can make a field spring out of a simple sow,
Love yourself, for who you are,
Its not whats different that defines your might,
For He creates everyone with love and care
Smile away beautifully happy and bright.
Oh Beautiful tree, here I breath my last,
I may not be alive to even say goodbye,
Take a moment, see around and take some rest,
And in this beautiful glory, enjoy every whisper and sigh.
Years they say have I given away
I am strong, I am old
Yet they say I have always been mighty and bold
They are the stars that sparkle in the sky
How do they know my plight when the seasons come by
I am but a tree, in a lone way
No one thinks of me, I am but a cast away
Years have I yearned for company and joy
Someone who would laugh with me, and mock at me when I cry
I always got the company of a nonchalant few
They never stayed with me, beyond a dew
You have your leaves, exclaimed the Sun,
Just like I have my glow and radiation
They are yours and they add joy in your life,
Oh dear tree, you look so pretty with your leaves spread rife
They come to me in spring, and walk away in autumn,
Oh how I nurture them, yet they want to go home
They say their life is but a chance to glow
Spread happiness and live till away they blow
You have your fruits, exclaimed the rain drops,
Just like I have my soothing sound and smell.
They are your very own, and add value to your life,
Oh dear tree, you look so beautiful all stocked with your fruits.
They come to me seasonally, and are snatched away from my arms.
Oh how I wish, I could protect them from falling away.
And when they are pulled ruthlessly from my arms,
No body can understand the pain of the way.
Slowly smiled the beautiful dew,
She opened her eyes and spread a smile,
Oh dear tree you are one of the lucky few,
I speak today to you, its been quite a while
You say you are not cared for enough,
Life has been unfair and rough,
Look at the world around you for a moment,
All you want to do is sit and lament?
I but a small dew, alike so many,
I am so tiny and not even worth a penny,
My life is small and not even for an hour
I don’t have a form or any pretty colour!
People crave & wait to see my form,
I can be killed even by the smallest of worm,
Yet I love being me, for sure
Whether I would live again is very unsure
Life is a beautiful chance to glow,
To spread your wings and to take a bow
The wonderful Lord, sitting high above,
Can make a field spring out of a simple sow,
Love yourself, for who you are,
Its not whats different that defines your might,
For He creates everyone with love and care
Smile away beautifully happy and bright.
Oh Beautiful tree, here I breath my last,
I may not be alive to even say goodbye,
Take a moment, see around and take some rest,
And in this beautiful glory, enjoy every whisper and sigh.
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