Manish Upadhyay
Reveal Yourself…
September 23, 2015 in English Poetry
There is something which restricts me,
There is something which troubles me,
I don’t know whether i am travelling in the right direction or not,
But i am sure that i am on the way.
There is something which forces me to act,
There is something which stops me from acting,
I am always stuck with confusion, Sometimes it lowers my pace.
There is something which makes me feel happy,
but there is something too which feels me low.
I always face difficult circumstances,
Which forces me to give up,
But there are a few things which heal me,
Like the whisper of a mother to her baby.
There is something which stops me from looking forward,
And there is something which pulls me to the darker side of life…
But still, I find my way,
Still i walk,
i run,
i achieve and
Still i am hungry to act.
MY LIFE IS LIKE A RAIN…
September 22, 2015 in English Poetry
My life is like a rain,
Every time it makes me feel refresh as a drop of water hits my face.
My life is like a rain,
Every time it fills spirit in my whole body like a drop of water in every corner of the field
My life is like a rain,
Every time it reminds me that there is still a cheerfulness in life as childhood days,
My life is like a rain,
Every time it makes me stand up when clouds burning my faith with a drop of water,
My life is like a rain,
Every time it hides me in a shadow of his own happiness like never before.
My life is like a rain,
Every time it makes me happy same as the happiness of small child enjoys with the first rain of the season.
-Manish Upadhyay
I DON’T KNOW WHY?
September 22, 2015 in English Poetry
I don’t know from where I born
Either it is in the outskirts of the city or the sides of the road,
I don’t know where my home isSometimes it is on the side of the sea or is in the stairs of the temple,
I don’t know why most of the times people attack in my house
That I unable to find the meaning of love and happiness,
I don’t know why people show us abusive behavior
But treat others in a respectful way,
I don’t know why small children’s like me hold the school bag
But I am far from that, it looks beautiful,
I don’t know why
I always don’t the meaning of life
But I want to know many thing about life.
-ManishUpadhyay
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