There are many who hurt, but few who heal. Let us all bring about a small change in our small worlds, maybe that would lead to the betterment of the society we dwell in , today.

Save me from him!

HEAL THE WORLD.....

Annesha Ganguly

FRIVOLOUS UNCERTAINITIES

This poem is straight from my heart...Undergoing a lot of stress off late...

A hellish sea storm…some impending fears…

To sow good luck with some good ol tears—

Teeming with conspiracy is the devil’s mind;

Some peace of mind where shall I find…

Everywhere and nowhere, where do I go--

Directionless and aimless, the winds do blow

Darkness and solitude seem long lost treasures,

The agony, the pain, knows no measures…

Heavily enough the fortune has played;

To and fro the opinions are swayed;

No help, no support will you find this way,

Chaining itself to a life of dismay…

Thinking and believing all that is good;

Inflicting wounds on the serpent’s hood…

It grows each time and you hit it everytime;

Chaining its spontaneity to your own rhyme.

You don’t know, you don’t realise,

Never is it good enough to be always wise,

Spontaneous you become, forget all limitations,

Free yourself from the pain of imitations.

Be yourself and let the winds blow

Let the lightening bring the only glow-

The questions will haunt you –

They will trouble you yet again—

But you must persevere at all costs to ultimately gain.

They will try to defeat you and will hold you back;

Chaining you to the lowest rack.

Never lose hope, never lose your calm,

Time – will act as the sweetest balm.

THE SHORES OF MIXED WATERS

People who love, people who care--

Are hidden amongst them who just add to the despair...

Jostling and fighting everything apart

Best of friends on the crossroads depart!

The souls have eroded in the rivers of pain,

To love unconditionally and see no gain;

Thunderstorms seldom stir the soul,

The rats of failure have cut huge holes...

Fearlessness is the need of the hour:

To have the courage to exhibit your power

But fears and tears burn down the heart inside

Leaving us hopelessly in need for a guide:

Then there are some who can just use and throw;

They consider others to be hollow;

When they need they will follow;

And when they don't;

They would not care, no matter how hard you hit your head

against the marble rocks they are made up of...

While in illness, do not even expect a smile,

Toughest of problems you will have to beguile.

Because you are potent when you get the support, so some will try to cut out all rapport.

They will throttle you with trouble and lies,

So trust no one, be very wise:

Otherwise sufferings will be a routine task;

Under the sins of others, you will have to bask.

So just be silent, and don't be afraid,

The clouds of misery will soon fade.

So never,ever be defeated by any conspiracy;

So just work hard and

PROVE YOUR SUPREMACY...