2 Boredom is a chore Which slackens the mind. Boredom is a plight, Which drags the fight. Boredom is the hinge, Which moves not an inch. Boredom is the settler, Who does not flutter. Boredom is the gum, Which sticks you dumb. Boredom is the tomb, Where interest has no room. Boredom is the culprit, Which engulfs dulpit. Never is a whore, As insipid as boredom. Boredom dwells in us, Indispensable...

The foggy avenue says
Nothing,
The twittering birds say
Nothing,
The meek God dwells to say
Nothing,
Dwell meekly to exist,
Exist like the meek
Creatures of the earth,
A worm from cow dung,
Dwells to say nothing.

Revolve and not revolt,
Revolve and revolve,
To stagger, to fade,
To whirl round and round
Into the oblivion.

( Sometimes we experience black holes in our minds. We enter into oblivion.)

The sunrise of a new day,Sparks off a new ray,It lightens me up in the morning,Loses its spark in the evening,Inspiration does not lastTo give me a soaring thought,A new prism to rise,Above the mire of a living mouseCrouching to eat the bowl of rice.

( Inspiration needs to be long-lasting to achieve one’s goal)

Life is an unknown trance, We live in a glorious chance, Uncertainty is unknown bran, Containing grain of life's plan, In a second dwells the future, A second fades into the past, Although the present is bleak, It cannot make the future leak, Splashes of laughter wash, Heavy heart in tension, Heart is cold, indifferent, Gaiety crossed by grim fate, Thought of what will happen, Makes the present...

Anger retreats into regret,Regret swells into anger,Anger burns in heart.Heart is a furious flame,Flame gives a torturous pain,Brings impetuosity in its chain,Baneful anger speaks in vain,Puts men of wisdom in shame.It wanes the wonder ofThe calm,The goal of life.

( Anger needs to be curbed for our well-being.)

Figures and contours fade,Black space is the glade,Nocturnal sounds are heard,Achinophobic mind, senses blurred,Will it be dark forever?Which route should I consider?My senses wither,As darkness gathers,It is a curious state,Thoughts have no gate,To open for glittering light,Decipher the truth bright.

( Doubts cause fear in our minds. we are not able to sense the bright truth.)

Think a good thought,
The fortune swells
To an upward swing.
Doubt a good deed,
The doom dwells
In tide of events string
To a path downward.
It’s the cerebral engine,
Thought and doubt its function,
Diametric dots of proactive mind.

( Mental swings in our minds determine the quality of our lives.)

The beautiful morn
Spreads its sweetness,
The lone humming voice,
Reminds of eternity
Which flows,
An eternity dramatic
In its denouement,
Graceful and hinting of
The smile of achievement,
Some may call it frivolity,
Some may call it fantasy,
But I call it ...................

( Sometimes it is difficult to express our thoughts and feelings in words)

World is a fleeting blissGleaming with melody,Time is a dancing tune,Swaying with sanity,Steal the heart of melody,To make the world a comedy,Sunlight is the time,Music is the rhyme,Or else you lose in grimeAnd forget the song of time.

(Make the most of happiness in life, Sing the song of life)