In one of my gazes of the dark sky,

I found a star. Nothing but a star.

It was winter and the wind was dry,

When I heard it speak or maybe it was I.

Twinkling as it has been doing,

Maybe since the time before time,

It came down while I was viewing,

And stood in front of me, all in its prime.

Eons old it knew us all,

Every dweller on this Earth.

Said it is humans who fall,

For not knowing their home’s worth.

I saw in silence as your ripped her apart,

My friend Earth who weeps to me,

Time is slipping and so is your heart,

Allow my friend to live and be.

It didn’t plea nor did it threaten,

But told me what Earth can do.

Mother Earth who is now tired from sweating,

Is the same small planet we see as blue.

It vanished just like that,

Leaving behind so many thoughts,

But it was right, all through the chat,

Either be better or join the dots.

A voice echoed in my ear,

How far is our destination?

To a question whose answer is not clear,

I said, “Perhaps the final station”

A long silence persisted for a while,

Which on breaking asked about fear,

Dear voice, “Life is like a trial,

It can never be too clear”.

It further asked about patience,

Plenty required if you ask me.

Truth of life is based on the very essence,

Untill your last act your destination is to be.

What are your plans for this weekend?

What are your plans for this summer?

What are your plans for future?

We all have heard and answered these questions from time to time but tell me, How often do we get asked, What are you going to do today?

I bet the frequency is far less than that of the first three questions. 

That is it! That is where we go wrong. We get so involved in planning that we actually forget to do what we had planned earlier. 

I know most of us already know about this but sometimes a word from someone else actually helps to put things into perspective. If you too feel that someone needs to read this, please do share by all means.

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To Today

We make a mistake every day in our lives,

One which we realise when we read the archives,

Investing all in a day which hasn’t even come,

Slow down dear reader, enjoy the drive.

Plan for future but don’t let go of today,

Time is tricky, it simply passes away,

So before you invest in something uncertain,

Read what Today is trying to say.

Enjoy a laugh with family or with a friend,

Complete that book all the way till the end,

Write down what you feel needs to be penned, Or

Do all that you wished to before the time is spend.

Try and do something you have never done,

Something new and artistic, be it serious or fun,

Be thankful for the day that you have received,

I did what I wanted to, now it is your turn.

The Poet and the Pen

Take a moment to look around,

Something is voicing underneath that sound,

Hidden in those laughs, those smiles and silence,

Is one common thing that can always be found.

That which is known is not necessary to be heard,

The cure lies in doing something preferred,

Like I do when I feel the need,

“The Poet and the Pen”, World of Words.

Nothing you do will bring you just peace,

For it is not something absolute,

Known Stranger it is whom I speak of,

Adversities are thorns and Goal is the fruit.

Every choice we make comes with a path,

Before you start your journey, prepare your heart.

Read only if you can finish till the end. Post maybe a bit long but it surely isn’t boring!!!

Read to know…Know to read!

We tend to complicate our lives, everything that surrounds us by giving things more attention and time than they need or yet deserve.

Ever thought what it would be like if You only thought of things that actually needs to be thought about?

I’ll tell you what would have happened…

Your total thinking time (which consumes most of your energy) would have been reduced by atleast 70% (my opinion).

What good would this do?

This would buy you more time to think about more things that can create a difference in both your life and the lives that surrounds you. Time is indeed the most precious thing in the world.

Why is time the most precious thing in the world?

Because even a nanosecond of time is never repeated or stopped or slowed down or given as extra…

Yes! it is just that precious,

Yes! it is just that mortal,

Yes! it is just that simple.

No, there is no Poetry that follows these set of lines (if you want then please let me know) but these lines are from a Poet, a reader, a blogger and more importantly a friend.

I myself succumb to spending my time on things I just urged you not to but Hey! I am only Human. Speaking of whom I like to share one thing using this remarkable platform called Internet (WordPress to be specific)

Hello my friend, whom I have never met! I reside in the Eastern Part of the Globe and would love to know more about you. I come with friendship, I come with humanity, I come bearing this one news…

We have the power to help each other out merely by our words…It is just that simple. Say what you feel like, write what you think is true, for we have a gift…a gift of communication which is only possesed by a few. Help out a friend or someone in need by letting them know what you think is right. Let them know how you would have endured if you were in the same fight. Ahh! can’t help myself from Rhyming, laughter has taken over me now and I hope that by now a smile is on the face of my amazing reader.

 

Waiting for a response or a good old conversation,

~Nishant Gang (The Poet and the Pen)

Bearer of life, bearer of love,

Not just an image but a God from above,

Being your ward is what I am proud of,

Mother, I have nothing for you but respect and love.

A true image of strength and care,

Only person who includes me in her prayer,

I stand today because you always stood by,

Life is hard but with you it feels fair.

A mother’s job is perhaps the toughest of all,

Ensuring the world around her doesn’t crumble or fall,

Best things in life are actually very small,

I love it when my mother treats me like a kid who crawls.

Mother, thank you for everything that you do,

It is your strength that puts me through,

Strongest, purest, you keep me true,

I am nothing, a no one without you.

Thank you for being nothing but You,

Maa, I love you.

Toughest to achieve in this world of liars,

Trust is the gift that seldom gets bestowed.

In the globe which is governed by desires,

Everything fades but Trust doesn’t erode.

How many are there whom you truly …?

If lucky maybe one or two.

Don’t count that vague feeling casually,

Trust will speak when it comes to you.

Learn to trust when the time comes,

But learn to trust only the true ones.

Enough with all the roses with guns,

Be transparent, it is good, it is fun.

Tale teller knows only tales for you,

Rustic or new, maybe fiction maybe true,

Undying words are only to light the way,

Singing Trust’s value as you make due,

Trust me for Trust is only for a few.

Almost all my poems had a featured image (which do not belong to me in any way whatsoever)

Each image was used with the purpose of letting my readers understand and connect with my words at a much better level.

This video shows my journey and the rich content this blog has to offer…

Read the poems once you are done with the video (especially those whose images you like)

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Happy Monday!

A wise man once said…

This world was harmed more due to the silence of the wise than due to the shouts of the foolish.

Being Wise

It’s not easy to be wise,

Hearing all that you know is wrong.

Speaking only after you think twice,

A wise man never sings his own song.

Know this for if you are wise,

It is not just a privilege but a duty as well.

In this chaos of veracity and disguise,

A wise speaks only when others stop to yell.

Be a guide to all who are lost,

But in a way which is welcoming and humble.

For you are the wise who knows the cost,

Ensuring that the world doesn’t crumble.

Kings may be judges of the earth, but wise men are the judges of kings
Solomon ibn Gabirol

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Oh hello! What day is it?

Believe me only you can know.

Day: Monday

The journey has just begun, lots to do, lots to do.

Run, fall, stumble but don’t burn, only then will they come true.

Day: Tuesday

Making through those initial struggles will only make you stronger.

Welcome them gladly… for they won’t last for much longer.

Day: Wednesday

Those who smile while in the middle of a crisis, they are the real winners.

Full of ups and downs, yes that’s what life is, for the righteous and the sinners.

Day: Thursday

The worst is over yet you kept true, cheers I raise to you,

Most give up and start to wander making this place for only a few.

Day: Friday

I can see my goals ahead, but remember this one line.

Most rocks lay hidden by the bay, to stop a journey so fine.

Day: Saturday

This is the last day for you to prove, just today and you will be done.

It’s easy for your journey has its proof, tomorrow awaits with all its fun.

Day: Sunday

No one to stop you from living your heart, for you have earned every piece of it.

Run, fall, stumble but don’t burn, smile on you is a perfect fit.