MANJULA
ASTHANA MAHANTI
REALITY.....
Few memories
Few instances
Were following
me
Continuously like
usures
It is true , I loved
Those memories, sometimes
Those instances
were
Important for me, sometimes
But it is true
also
That life moves,runs
forward
As life
means being alive
Gathering something
new
Unless we drop old
Trodden memories
or
Whatever else ,
Our hands
will not be free
To grab
freash memories
New happenings
Till a
person has
Emotions, feelings
and wishes
He is
alive
Moving forward is the sign of Life....
Copyright@manjula asthana
mahanti
IT IS
LIFE
Dusk approaching
Day shyly
dooming
One more day of
each one's life
With so many
stories
Of the particular day
Have guilt and
repentance
Of wasting one
valuable day
Encouragement
,somewhere
Smiles as a
result, cheerfull faces
Somebody lost
someone
Someone met some interesting person
Joy, annoyence,
disappointment ,so on
So many situations to hang on
One has to live
whatever gone
Day ended, not the desires
Darkness was
becoming deeper
Stars happily
twinkling in the sky
Half Moon also had marked
It's presence in the sky
Tired bodies, lying like logs
Trying to have
some relaxation
But not the minds
They were proactive
With the results
of today
Plans for the
coming day
Trying to
find some easy way
Jumping into the
lap of sleep
Slowly, slowly
Yes, it is the
life.....
Copyright@manjula asthana
mahanti
MOODS....
Unpredictable yet
acceptable
Life has many
different
Colours , shades ,
moods
Life's every shade man enjoys
Bound to,
don't have choice
Every colour has
to rejoice
When life smiles
at him
He blooms like a
fragrent flower
But ignorant, what
will be next hour
Clear sky, covered
by dark clouds
Results in rain
and thunders
Becomes,sometimes,difficult
to sustain
Man always expects
The unexpected
restrain
The same manner he
recieves
Ups and downs
Downs and ups
Like piano's black
& white key notes
White is played
sometimes
Black sometimes
Melodious sound,
both creat
Both the flavours,
have to taste
Create melodious
music,if balanced
Torturous, if reverse
Life dances in
it's own way
One has to
contribute, can't stay away
Has to live as
life indicates
Has to mould
himself to sustain
To cope up, has to
make life palatable
As life is stubborn,
never stamble
It's way to make
someone comfortable..
Copyright@MANJULA ASTHANA
MAHANTI
MANJULA ASTHANA MAHANTI
MANJULA ASTHANA MAHANTI is Bilingual poet, author, t ranslater. Abhishap Damini ka. Anthologies 6 poems, 2 short stories, Voices
of Humanity 1 poem. Nostalgia 3 poems, 1
short story. ICMDR Anthology ,Article. Healing Hearts-- 1 poem. Submitted poems for many upcoming. Anthologies
" Iztiraab " latest gazal sangrah
" Unnayan" , latest novel. Recipient of many sammanpatra, Along with
"Bharat Ratna Atal Bihari
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