COME! COME! NEW YEAR

  COME! COME! NEW YEAR

Foggy night and cloudy sight

Streets are trembling with waves.

Poors plight and moons light

All are waiting for hey.

Christmas’ bells and dew’s shells

Enlightening convivial lanterns.

Buds dance and winds chasm

Oh! New Year shed your curtains.

Winters break for the kids’ sake

It’s time to delight with scrumptious cake.

Santa’s ride with gifts and alight

Make children lovable and bright.

Hedonism of love with family’s stuff

Soak the convoluted grief of prey.

New Year’s arrival, pleasure of revival

Give the people energy and jubilant ray.

Come! Come! New Year.

We are  waiting for your premier.

It’s time to  make you appear

As we are excited to meet you with cheer.

Ills and odds which are past

Leave those paths to look fast.

Our future is gratifying us with grace

Oh new year! Just come with pace.

POEM

                                   ENERVATIVE TREE

 I am incessantly emendating my mistake

For i am nothing now but wastage.

Arum time of my life, for me is superfluous

As existence of mine is dolorous.

My own branches envisage me loggerheaded

Tell m,. what is the folly of this old aged?
The flowers which are always the part of my encomiums
Has taken the path of their own ambitions.
All my vicinages once took the shelter of my man oeuvre.
Now they think “why I am without any hardware?”
Implex situation is in front of me
only death can emendate this indictment from me.
Earlier my fruits were my parlance for the mob
that pride was finished with my nascent clock.
Earlier I was the guard of my leaves and other parts
now in me, my parts are searching lucrative jobs.
I always accept my fate with sufficement
But my plant don’t give any judgment.
My branches are scattered in the obfuscating world
They are unable to see my love and zest in hurdles.
I hope from you some tender words
Ultimately they will merge with my bark.
Always remember you will be planted next to me
And time will again shift horologe to thee.

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                               The positive divide

Our life is like a ladder. We have to climb up on the stairs with full concentration otherwise we will fall as a conscious person in unconsciousness stream. we live in the society which is both perinicious and scrumptious. There is need to develop a positive outlook towards all the happenings in our surrounding. Although we see good people, we never try to be a part of them. It make us different from them but in other direction. Our family is the supporting element in making our personality but enacting different characters like a student, player, son, brother, etc, we loose some part of ourselves. This part is the reasoning approach which fails to provide logical path in our life. Our friends and our time with them creates our future prosperity in negative or positive theme. Here is one example, Raj was a boy with full caliber but the friend circle devasted his academeic line totally. It really pains his heart but the bondation of any type god or bad churns our potential and same happened with raj. The free atmosphere was needed to him and when he got the same atmosphere, he became a star eyed student who will definitely sparkle with his positive inspiring energy.  How it happened ,doesn’t matter. God helps those who have potential and luck. And luck is processed by those who serve the god.Other things are only medium that supported him to make his path easier.  It makes a positive divide.

POEM

                                                       Clock of life

Have you ever heared the sound of clock?

It is nothing but time’s walk.

                                                              When string reaches at one

                                                              Play of life begins with fun.

When it reaches at two

The age of man shifts too.

                                                              When it reaches at three

                                                              It is the time to see reverie

When it reaches at four

Time comes in the world to roar

                                                             When string shifts to five

                                                             Its time to settle life

When string shifts to six

Our half life is going to fix

                                                             When it reaches at seven

                                                             The time comes to finish even.

When string comes at eight

We start to calculate our fate

                                                             When string comes to nine

                                                             Our mind shifts to divine

When string comes to ten

The charm and joy is going to ban.

                                                             When clock shows eleven

                                                             We start to think of heaven

When clock announces twelve

We give to all our farewell.

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AYUSH GAUR

STUDENT                                                                          

A.M.U.

                                       MY FRIEND

Some one is near, some is dear

But in the shoal, helix of fear

Make the life full of tears.

                                       

For me is he is not exoteric but lucid

Effable, loveable and sacred.

My heart ripples for him

Mystic light in front of him is dim.

I hope there will not be any fallacy

Which will create any tenacity?

The relation is emblazoned with studies

I hope you will create the histories

My thinking should be pondered

For I lodged you to wonder.

Oh! My crony oh! My crony

Need not to create any folly.

I know you envisage my mind

And nestle your time towards mine.

You are the first drop of rain

To fulfill all my drains.

You are mountaineer on mountains

Only work is to compete martin.

Don’t be afraid! Don’t be shy

For you I have full sky.  

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AYUSH GAUR

STUDENT

AMU

              

                                                                  TREES

Trees are the living creatures,

Depicts the earth as god’s miniature.

Trees provide the precious shade,

And never make the others fade.

They bring up their child for blasphemy,

But never give lessons of money.

Their love transmitted by flowers,

Not like humans whose love converts in to wars.

Trees are determined and never leave their origin.

Trees grow in the sky and fly high.

Trees teach the lesson, not to produce friction

Springs for trees, provide nature’s feel,

As autumn arrives, some souls derives,

 Towards god; almighty and mystify.

Humanity comes from the fruits of trees,

Make the hunger satisfy with please.

Message of purity, truth and generosity,

Plants born from trees with this reality.

Acceleration is there with nature’s force,

Trees never dare to oppose apostles’ course.

Humans and trees are part and parcel,

Trees know their fate but humans are ingrate.

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AYUSH GAUR

STUDENT

A.M.U.

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                                 THE NEW FREEDOM

Freedom freedom freedom

The fight just begins.

Freedom freedom freedom

The rights just hidden.

We the people of India

Democrats of the Asia.

Won’t lose path bright

Always give true light.

Corrupt disrupt and unearth leaders

Will sure fill their own treasures.

Slowly slowly these deadly hallow

Make our country swampy swallow.

Who trust thee? Who trust thee?

Pest you are or the evil imbecile.

But wait! We are here

We care fare

We don’t need thou support

We will create our own report.

We need not any oath

For we can afford

Our country our motherland.

Be happy and have some stagier

Come! Come! time does not run

As time knows you are sure

Convert him in a wonderful grin

No corruption no humiliation

It will be the time when

We choose our own creation.