Pictures On My Wall

Covered up my wall are some memories

Which reads in many hidden mysteries, 

Held together are those melodies, 

Different frames used to show love, 

Where still not all are identified above, 

Hence, many times are spend there to think of, 

Where collages are built for family time 

Then special frames are selected for love to glisten, 

Topping up you also have some selfies of mine, 

As I gaze over the memories of the ones I adore, 

Resting on my back beside the bed, sitting along the floor, 

Well, so many were useless which I opted to tear, 

Observing all the pictures on my wall 

Remembering the good and bad times my tears fall 

Realizing that how this life appears so still 

"Rest With Trust"

Shaded with dark green leaves, an old grand tree
See what nature has created, a moment of glee
The way the tree trunk has been carved
How remarkably the shape of the foot is curved
It rests comfortably on his feet
God's creation is just so neat
The roots, making up as the toe of his feet
Like a picture drawn on a white sheet
That trust on which she lies her foot
With dark leaves, he stands barefoot

Pair of Shoes

That feeling of happiness you get

When new clothes are all set,

That smile which appears on the face

The race of getting dressed with a pace,

It’s a pleasure to get a new pair of shoes

That naughtiness on eyes and the great moves,

Old shoes can be discarded now

Which can’t work and walk anyhow?

Cold bare foot he walked on the streets

Watching others enjoy their treats,

Now the time had finally come

For my own pair of shoes,

Sitting on the staircase numb

Sharing that feeling with mum,

The love in her eyes as reaction

For the gift she gave with affection,

Under the pillow he kept the shoes

The excitement of something new flew,

That feeling of happiness is set

When the new pair of shoes you get...

An Army Officer

A son when joins army parents feel proud

That fear they hide, cross their fingers and smile

He lives through tough training 

Where others fear to live and keeps restraining 

Passed out from IMA, gets posted to strange places

Whether the icy wind or the storm, they face

Whether the freezing cold or the scorching sun rays

Confident in their uniform an important role they play

Working at odd hours, sleepless night

Receiving orders from General they sit tight

Ferozpur Mhow Srinagar are some places to get posted

Sad part when there is no family to host

They are the one who leaves all they own

To make sure their future is carved in stone

Less time with their wife and child

Instead fighting for each child in wild

Their travel are for several months long

Their Mother always try to stay strong

Returning back with tri-colour in hand

Or coming wrapped in it in his own land

We salute to the their bravery and sacrifice 

Our nation is not less than a paradise