Thursday, December 26, 2013

The Secret Treasure Trunk!

Children must be taught how to think and not what to think, and with this they shall conquer every obstacle that comes across their way and shall find a better place for themselves, always. The children are Lord's blessings, and must be treated with all love, care and warmth. In this game of life, I would love to bless my child with following art-forms that go like this : 
The Art of decision making,
in the right and meaningful direction,
With lots of joy and fun making,
granting them future as bright as sun.

The Discipline Game,
for the better name and fame,
with no reasons so lame,
keeping the morals high and tamed.

Pursuits of Patience and Perseverance,
shall take them each day higher,
creating a caring and loving fence,
inculcating in them the art of being mightier.

The motto of Truth and Triumph,
grip to differentiate between the light and dark,
with the lessons potentials enough,
to be as sharp as the shark.

The Power of Intellect,
building the modern architect,
constructing of paths direct or indirect,
with wide lying areas of interest.
- Nandini

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Friday, December 13, 2013

Amongst the game of human existence!

With no undermining of virtue,
of the mighty brains,
for no one could ever, 
control the flow in the veins.

I hate that smelly stubble,
Infer and acknowledge the sours,
As that you can get rid off,
for the love- dove of yours.

Notch and scratch of the device,
the sharp-edged and the tapering,
escalate the panic that one feels,
of the tool, the infinite rasping.

Usually in the daybreak of the day,
Calling up for that another blaze,
In those units and the compartments,
and there sets the next rage.

Against all the challenging odds,
And where chasing the victory,
In the games of human existence,
Becomes the order of the day.

Averse to the ordeals,
Where the world shall view,
Turing out victorious in life,
for that is the cleaner you.

For the love to be enriched,
you' d deserve to be rewarded,
both of us to be fulfilled,
nothing shall ever be discarded.

from emptiness to soul completion,
His clean shaven look bowled me over,
freed of the adulterated clone,
to accompany life- long and not left alone.

With no undermining of virtue,
of the mighty brains,
for no one could ever, 
control the flow in the veins..

- Nandini

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