Thousands and millions of thoughts each day,
What a wonderful sight in our own imaginary way.
A mix of peace and excitement,
Sparkle flowing in our mind with its own unique scent.
Don’t let your own unique scent go away, because thoughts are always the best even if it’s yours or mines yestarday’s or today’s.
~ Muserista ♡
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Bliss of unrealistic skies,
Macabre to all lies.
Moment of harsh cries,
Happiness was fairly wise!
Sometimes I really wish to be
A bear in a peaceful cave.
Close my eyes and count 1,2,3
But I am still in an Enclave.
I am not tied but still wish to be free;
Peace is all for I Crave. On a joke, I chortled – hee Mother said – behave!
Can I run away from this judging world
Where you can not even cackle? Where everyone is so reserved Fighting for an unknown battle.
Maybe we can check the Underworld,
I hope there we can dazzle. There most of us can unfurl And be a horse unlike a sheep in a cattle.
It doesn’t matter if a decade later
a single rupee is all I cater. Until the day I have my charming smile; My happiness can take me million more miles.
Even though I won’t buy a pie
But giggle under a happy sky; Maybe a huge house won’t be affordable I’ll live in a home, so adorable!
A Successful Life Under A Happy Sky ♤
कैसी सी है ये जिंदगी!
यह हम सोचले हैं कभी-कभी।
बीते दिन जब दिल तोड़ आँसू बहात थे,
उन्ही को याद कर मुस्कुराते है।
यार-दोस्तों के साथ जो हस कर खिलखिलाते थे,
उसी की याद में आज रोते है।
कल जी घर में हम तमाशा करते थे,
आज उस ही तमाशे को हम ही रोकते हैं।
नाजाने कब हम खुले पंछी से गुलाम बन गए,
परंतु अब उसी गुलामी में अपनी छतरी ढूंढते है|
जिंदगी की पहेली तो चलती जाएगी दोस्तो,
दो पल ठहर कर कुछ बीती यादों में ही जिदगी ढूंढते हैं।
Everyone is blessed,
Still no one’s perfect. World’s so stressed, Waste eyes till cataract.
It’s easy to cut off,
Hard to accept. Neither all is Tiger Shroff Nor their moon walk that apt.
Tough to find those,
Who are beautiful at back. A cherry face everyone expose! But a sweet heart mostly lack.
Even tho it’s Kalyug,
Humanity is a bit left. Only a pinch of red drug Is enough to make a pink sea craft.
People always give us some advice,
One of them is to think twice. Prevention is better than later cries, If u wanna go to paradise
But ignore them and live ur very life,
Every person gets only one time, When he could crave for all his cries. Why waste time to think twice ? Why wait to go to paradise ?
We can make Earth a paradise
With some sweet and sour and bitter cries. Instead of prefix we be suffice, So think once as twice will cost you thrice !
You create the lamp that provides you with the lamplight to shine !
An unknown soul left my hand,
Unfortunately couldn’t leave my heart. I tried to take my catch and It slid and went apart.
Maybe there was a reason
To leave me here alone. Must be something to this treason Else it wouldn’t leave me lone.
It vanished in those thunder clouds,
That are too high for me to reach. Shouted its name quite aloud, Clouds were huge, my scream breached.
Maybe there was a reason
To push me down in hell. Must be something to this treason Perhaps the heaven’s worse as well.
~ Muserista ♡
Not everyday is yours to shine,
Sometimes the spotlight gets blur.
After a moment it still gets fine,
Coz no wound has no cure.
Every individual is a separate rockstar,
You’re the top class one.
There’s no such narcissist like ours,
Everything’s perfect, it’s just like done.
Take a second or two to revive,
Coz loss can cost you high to endure.
There’s no such thing like failure that’s live,
Just a step down that can be healed by taking two more.
Just about to fall down the mountain,
One foot stopped me. Heart sighed- ‘It would be a life stain’, Confused me and their came a honey bee. Reminded me not to lose my brain, Thinking-Thinking and the bee flew ‘whee!’.
Grip the step up,
Millions of hopes on me still detain. Other step up Coz their support can’t just go vain. Signal them to pick up the cup, Party is on babe, start again!