Hard Days Of Life

One shoulder up another,

Deep down,

Work tampered my thigh,

And Stressed my back,

Thousand tones of weight, seems

Burden of donkey’s neck,

Hard to bear, without a tear…..

But should Calm the chest,

Without hardship, could any one

himself got raised.

With surplus of heavy talk,

Let us keep over slow walk.

Hard days of life,

It’s a play in forward mode,

Just to watch the moves,

And to prepare as smooth.

Its a consignment to complete,

In way of boom,

To resist the temper,

And perform as long jumper.

Time to stick with goal,

If destabilized,

There will be,

No moon, no sky,

Only remains a shadow,and

A dusty loom…

Hard days of life, are

to make, not 

to destroy.

Destruction in lap,

That mean,

Lack a few moments of courage.

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Storm Coming! Storm Coming!

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Near the Hills,  
Drizzling just Started,
Rumors’ voice was Heavy,
Storm Coming! Storm Coming!
Wisest the God,
Led them Aboard.
Settled in a Valley
One way to enter,
If enemy comes, another to escape.
Chuckling Himself,
Someone fighting to Rain,
Chained himself, 
With thousand tones of Stone.
Day was there,
Storm reached exact there.
Had a fight with man, 
who fought with Rain.
Pushed him A Lot,
But just failed to Get.
Moment was Near,
Smelled peoples’ fear.
facing that entrance,
It laughed over the gems. 
Warned to destroy them,
Gave a chance to Run,
How fast, they can.
Number was large, 
with narrower that pass,
People shocked and harassed,
How can come over that Rock?
One way to escape,
Brought them inside a cage.
Velocity in low, 
Can they conquer the storm?
Storm in full, Raised to death,
It was its turn,
Who was ready to hit in single attempt,
For ruin each and every head.
People who left,
Was in sorrow of these Death,
If they follow to him,
There was a another Glim. 

“A Little Hope”

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Oh God!

Give Me Just A Little hope…

Needed a ironic feedback, Only once,

With your hand, with load roar,

Say that i am doing good,

Say i am in your fame,

If not? give me hard-heavy stroke,

That boom the man,

Sleeping inside, taking and giving me bribe,

Put my feet on that way,

Leads me to you, or at same as you,

Took my fear, for a fight,

Once i fought, let me another try,

Will hit that ground,

Once i fail, once i tired 

Oh God!

Give me Just A Little hope