MANJULA ASTHANA MAHANTI
Reality.....
Few memories
Few instances
Were following me
Continuously like usurers
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 fresh 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, cheerful 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 fragrant 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 receives
Ups and downs
Downs and ups
Like piano's black & white key notes
White is played sometimes
Black sometimes
Melodious sound, both create
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, cannot 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 stumble
It's way to make someone comfortable..
MANJULA ASTHANA MAHANTI
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