Miss-ing You!!

Restaurants' yell "The food's here but where's the taste"
The beach squalls "The sand's here but names have erased"
New Beauty cries "I have lost my charm"
Hand mourns "There's none in my arm"
Cellphone squawks "I don’t ring much"
My friends say "Solitude is such"
24 Karat whines "I have lost my shine"
Methinks I have lost a part of mine
The winds which blow Westward
Your name, it seems, they have whispered
Sky's bright but am all blue
The least I say is "I Miss You"

lonely,
Neo

Few Lines for the Year gone by and New

2006

A year of Eternal Hope and Moments of Despair

A year of Elusive Luck and Unexpected Fortunes

A year of Grabbed Opportunities and Missed Chances

A year of Modest Victories and Infinite Defeats

A year of New Beginnings and Abrupt Endings

A year of Self Control and Indulgence

A year of Endeavor and Indolence

A year of Grand Celebrations and Quiet Affairs

A year of Love and the struggle to Understand it

A year of Ups and Downs

A year which was one Helluva Ride

A year so Mirroring Life!

A year which I wish I could Hold On to

But The Oracle spoke "Every Beginning Has an End"

So I bid 2006 a Hearty Good Bye.

Cause deep down I know,"Every End is a precursor to a New Beginning."

With Optimism of Tomorrow

With Freshness of a Spring Flower

With Patience of a Tortoise

With Enthusiasm of a Child

With Courage of a Thorn in the Dessert

With Persistence of a Wave against a Cliff

2007 Here I Come!!!!!!!!

excited,
Neo

A Great Poem by Harivanshrai Bachchan

The lyrics of this poem were used in one of the title songs of a movie called " Maine Gandhi Ko Nahi Maara" . Let me know if any body has that song

searching,
Neo.

The Road less travelled

One of my fav poems.

Neo.

Carry On!!

By Robert W. Service.


It's easy to fight when everything's right,
And you're mad with the thrill and the glory;
It's easy to cheer when victory's near,
And wallow in fields that are gory.
It's a different song when everything's wrong.
When you're feeling infernally mortal;
When it's ten against one, and hope there is none,
Buck up, little soldier, and chortle:

Carry on! Carry on!
There isn't much punch in your blow.
You're glaring and staring and hitting out blind;
You're muddy and bloody, but never mind.
Carry on! Carry on!
You haven't the ghost of a show.
It's looking like death, but while you've a breath,
Carry on, my son! Carry on!

And so in the strife of the battle of life
It's easy to fight when you're winning;
It's easy to slave, and starve and be brave,
When the dawn of success is beginning.
But the man who can meet despair and defeat
With a cheer, there's a man of God's choosing;
The man who can fight to Heaven's own height
Is the man who can fight when he's losing.

Carry on! Carry on!
Things never were looming so black.
But show that you haven't a cowardly streak,
And though you're unlucky you never are weak.
Carry on! Carry on!
Brace up for another attack.
It's looking like hell, but - you never can tell;
Carry on, old man! Carry on!

There are some who drift out in the deserts of doubt,
And some who in brutishness wallow;
There are others, I know, who in piety go
Because of a Heaven to follow.
But to labor with zest, and to give of your best,
For the sweetness and joy of the giving;
To help folks along with a hand and a song;
Why, there's the real sunshine of living.

Carry on! Carry on!
Fight the good fight and true;
Believe in you mission, greet life with a cheer;
There's big work to do, and that's why you are here.
Carry on! Carry on!
Let the world be the better for you;
And at last when you die, let this be your cry:
Carry on, my soul! Carry on!

Good Old Days

A very touching poem to remind us of the best days we ever had in life.

nostalgic
Neo.

If

- Rudyard kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master,
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!

HOLD ON TO A DREAM...

HOLD ON TO A DREAM…..

 

A voice that calls to some of us

From somewhere deep inside,

A voice that will not give us peace,

Until at least we’ve tried

To catch that bright elusive star,

Though foolish it may seem

To those not driven as we are

To hold on to a dream.

 

It’s not just thoughts of fame or wealth

That keeps us hanging on

When others would have given up,

When all but hope is gone.

When sometimes even hope grows dim

And casts its faintest beam,

We wonder if it’s worth it all

To hold on to a dream.

 

And then that voice inside of us

That others cannot know

Tells us that our chance will come,

That we must not let go.

If we can only persevere someday our star will gleam!

And they’ll know why we had to try

To hold on to our dream.

Those Wonderful Days!

"Class of 2001 - Reunion - 2021", read the banner,
oh! the last 20 years has gone so sooner,
The great college days, I started remembering,
Seems like only yesterday I finished engineering.
Seeing my class mates, after 20 years,
My eyes were filled with tears,
Everyone has changed a lot,
No one escaped nature's plot.
Guys who were smart and handsome,
have become bald and buxom,
Girls who used to fill our dreams,
Almost brought out screams.
Saw the girl, whom once I thought as my life,
oops!, today she is somebody else's wife,
after years, talked to her for a little while,
learned she is happy, that made me smile.
Entered our class' Mr. Romeo,
Who has played many a cameo
We started teasing him together,
About what all he did to-get-her,
Project reviews to campus interviews,
Nicknames to last bench games,
Cultural rehearsals to love proposals,
Short term crushes to class room blushes.
Everything was fresh in our mind,
Wished life could rewind,
Laughed, played and rejoiced,
Once again we became girls and boys.
Chatting and laughing, we all were in elation,
Till the painfull moment of seperation,
It was time to part,
returned with a heavy heart.
Today life is full of commitments,
And too many worries,
But those cherished moments,
Will live forever in our memories..
Sweetly Ever...