Lost one's are never lost

Life is difficult, life is sad

at times it makes u feel mad

but nothing can be worse

then to see the loved once disperse

Death will change the lives, who remain

It teases and entices, giving only pain

the hope of the future is very blurred at this moment

and deep agony is the only emotion felt

It is written without hope one perishes

but hard is to see beyond the circumstance

what is the medicine for this sorrow to be taken

where will the hope of life awaken

remembering them, we feel to take the time back

spend more with them and enjoy the break

but tears roll down of cheeks knowing, time can't be a hack

nor the people can’t be found in this dark

But a daring step should be taken forward

living for people who remain and striving hard

for making the dreams of the lost, real

seeing their joy in others and their values in us.

this poem I dedicate to my Radhika Akka,

who will always remain in our heart...! #welostadiamond

 When I loved myself enough,
 I began leaving whatever wasn’t healthy.
 This meant people, jobs, my own beliefs and
  habits – anything that kept me small.
  My judgement called it disloyal. 
  Now I see it as self-loving.

at this moment some are in cold
only few cloths around them to mould
there are some sleeping old
waiting for the death or coughing hard in cold

at this moment some are sleeping hungry
and some are ignoring or wasting food being angry
some are bearing the oppressor's pain
but their hope for maracle is insane

at this moment some children are eating food
with their "chanda mama " for their mother's good
they imagine to meet him soon
their mothers tell all false stories of him for 1 more teaspoon

at this moment some are enjoying their success
remembering their hard work they are in tears
feeling full of confidence and amazement
dawn has risen overcoming the disappointment

at this moment tears are rolling down of someone's eyes
thinking of their loved once
thinking how different it would be if they were alive
even god might be feeling why did i have shortened their lyf

at this moment the mother of peshawar can't forget her child
their naughtiness and their laugh is in a hide
can't forget her force on that day which sent that child
not for education but for being slaughtered at classroom side

at this moment criminal is planing his plot
& police are sketching it out to find him at the slot
some are getting home tired in their car
thinking of break through from their routine straight wire

at this moment birds are in their nest
wrapping their young ones close and tight
lion has ended it's roar and is on way to its cave
and some one at the shore in moonlight waiting for another big wave

without fear there are no brave

without loss the profit wouldn't be valued

without negative situations there are no optimistic people

without struggle there are no success full people

without you , you can't be changed!!