Showing posts with label Poem on kinds of People. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poem on kinds of People. Show all posts

Friday, November 7, 2014

The cool guy

Don't involve me in arguments
either you are right or I am right
I don't want to prove anything
I don't want to fight
I am cool guy, deep inside from heart

Don't provoke my anger,
I completely dislike
I avoid the company of people,
those who speak harsh or never speak polite

I love innocence, innocent people are divine
There is no use of that cleverness,
that is used to harm somebody's life.

God love the person who is honest from deep inside
Not harming to others, but fulfilling one's desire
Also helping to others in need whenever required

I am the poet of soothing heart or simply call me 'Vikas'
I love to write thoughts,
read it only if you like.

Angry words spoken to me, I never like to memorize
So I do not carry hatred and I do not supply worries
Because I am cool, I am cool guy

Saturday, May 10, 2014

Actual Leader

Leader should be the person braver than the others
People follow them, because they are born to help others
Leadership is the quality, not mere the title
People don't try to achieve the qualities, just runs behind the title

Try to achieve the qualities, if you want to be actual leader
Satisfying others needs, becoming their hope is the quality of leader
They don't create affections, they bind people by love
Real intention to help, provide help in reality, gets back real love

Arrogance, ego and aggressiveness are the enemies of the leader
Politeness, chivalry and mercy are the strength of the leader
Developing the capabilities to provide needs of others
Speaking frankly for improving self and others

Leader neither hurts anyone nor tries to dominate
People follow them by the work of inspirations they create
Some of them think leader should be able to order
But actual leader listens to all and reduce their bother

Leaders should be magnetic by power of the speech
Followers should obey leader for whatever virtue they teach

Monday, November 4, 2013

The Monk's Song

I am the monk not by birth
I am the monk made by self
Selfless people very few on the earth
Recommend to be strong, as possible don't take any help

I was having lots of desire
Ambition was to get all I want
Wants were unlimited burning peace like fire
Little happiness for achievement, big worry for which I can't

Sometimes failure, sometimes success
No satisfaction in anyone of them
Failure making humble, success making careless
Where is the happiness? What is real gem?

Expecting the same with whatever I had done
Anger and sadness, since unexpected happens most
Doing things with desire is always painful one
Expecting love in return provides sorrow most

Living the life of monk is the best
No pain for loss no anger with anyone
Mind attached with God, life detached with rest
Neither expecting love nor respect in return

No bias with anyone, no appetite for tasty food
People with lovely hearts are my relative
Living with good ones makes feel good
Whatever the life gives I consider it positive

Since everyone is equal in my sight
Beautiful, ugly are not two different things in my life
That's why there is no reason for envy and fight
Without prejudice I follow honesty and truth in life

Saturday, October 19, 2013

The poet of soothing heart

I am the poet, the poet of soothing heart
Friends call me 'Thakur', My name is 'Vikas'
No secrets in my mind, my life is poetic part
Light-Hearted is my nature, bears all pain which pass

I am the poet, Poet 'Vikas', who writes all emotion
Sometimes by own, sometimes by suggestion
Friends tease me broken heart
But I feel proud for that
I consider the God as my friend
Whenever I call him anywhere, anytime he attend

My love is true for those who deserve
To whom I love, in my heart they get preserve
Without any ego, I try to make them life's part
In spite of this, I get the reward as broken heart

Since my heart is broken, I am not emotionally attached
I stay away from love, I am completely detached
Help everybody in this world with whatever you have
My parents taught me this and prevent from argument with those who nag

I want happiness in service, since no happiness in Love
I never involve in quarrel, it's always better being dove

I want to be strong with very strong mind
I'll write poem on humanity making hearts kind

Saturday, August 10, 2013

Lonely

I can see the loneliness in your eyes
The pain and sorrow hiding behind your laugh
Are you missing someone close, reason for your wet eyes?
Hear to the entire world but absorb only half

You laugh at the silly joke
Speaks to anyone, trying to make everyone friend
Salute to all, no idea can make internal sadness broke
Friends of lovely heart, events of happiness never want to end

People you like got separated with some reason
Remaining with which you stay are of no interest
Memories of them willing to meet them in some season
Sometimes they make you cry take away your rest

Appreciate your feelings appreciate your thought
You are the person of lovely heart
Ready to spend all you have for the sake of happiness's pot
At first meeting people starts loving you, Person of innocent heart

Nothing going to change for lonely heart in crowd of world
For you are the best person I ever met in the world

Sunday, May 19, 2013

Innocent

No envy in my heart, I am innocent guy
Honest is my thought, not much but little shy
Never in search of respect, but friends love me lot
All kinds of friends I have, lovely, ugly, tall or short

Whatever I do, do with faith in God
I am even polite to them, whoever speaks so odd
I share to friends my experience and thought
Without thinking whether it hurts my ego or not

Rivalry I don't have competing isn't my nature
Happy with my present no worry about the future
Wherever I go, speak less but make friends fast
I don't have attachment I never think about past

I am fun loving guy but my fun like everyone's not
Play the music play the game without disturbing anyone's thought
Truth in my speech nothing else I have to speak
Bow to all I met for both stronger as well as weak

Sunday, February 24, 2013

Soul of the Sage

I isolated myself from the earth,
My nature was like this from the birth.
I believe to be happy we need to be detached,
Prevented many times myself from being got attached.

Whatever I do people laugh on that,
My thoughts vary from others upside down like bat.
Desires of the people are burning them like fire,
People without greed I always admire.

Simple food they ignore search food with taste,
I just eat to live, for me more than that is waste.
No desire for mansion my home is like nest,
Neither I work very hard nor do I rest.

God is my master; my job is to pray for world's peace,
All will bind with emotion, Sage help to release.
Soul drives my mind neither heart nor head,
Loves colors of devotion either bright or fade.

Sunday, July 15, 2012

Soldier

I salute you, the man of arms and ammunition
Selfless, patriot, sacrifice, no relax in mission

Hey fearless soul, son of the nation
No worry for life, born for protection

Ignore the wounds, no laziness and no time for pain
Ready to fight in burning sunlight or heavy rain

Love his country like his mother
Respect for his people, protection from others

Bravery his nature, courage his beauty
Pleasure in leisure, punctual on duty

Adaptable to all place, no complaints to nature
Always life on risk, but no worry for future

Playing with fire, friend of danger
Enemy calls him Avenger, nation calls him Soldier.

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Farmer - A man of patience

Great Farmer in the field of farm,
with tanned face and muscular arm.

In all the seasons, ready to endure,
heat, cold or rain without any fear.

He works for all, sow in seed,
his endeavor makes everyone feed.

From dawn to dusk, works in soil,
in the hope to get, crops in pile.

Son of the earth, friend of animal,
keeps patience and lives normal.

Believes in present, works for future,
with optimistic mind and patient nature.

Cultivate the land, plows the field,
serve all mankind, with useful yield.

Wakes up before the dawn, present in field till exist sunlight,
prays the God, goes to home, as soon as begins the night.

No need of bed, no delicious food,
tired with chores, gets sleep so good.

Made for farm, born for soil,
ignites lamp of life, with perseverance as oil.