Your confidence smiles in sunlight,
Just the way you walk,
Augmented to the sky’s height,
The moment you talk.
& then you turn around,
A smile, those jaws unlock.
As you see life ticking on your wrist,
You are miles ahead of your clock.
Don’t wonder what’s in the day ahead,
It comes soon enough
& you extend your helping hand,
to the things you feel are tough.
Then turn around and vanish,
After someone’s out the rough,
Coz a thanks might rob you of
The goodness you know enough.
And never ever turn your back upon,
a friend who needs you to stay.
He’ll thank you for this gesture,
Maybe some another day.
Don’t grab the thing you love the most,
Let go, after your say,
Ain’t the force that determines your strength,
Its your ability to walk away. . . !
.......Arsh.
yo arsh-san! y is there no pic but NICE POEM :}
ReplyDeleteP.S. airplane took off
no sign of landing ;>
:-).....
ReplyDelete:-)oh thanks saroj :-)very kind words of appretiation...and so are my valuable friends, very kind and generous:-)
ReplyDeleteCoz a thanks might rob you of
ReplyDeleteThe goodness you know enough.
Ain’t the force that determines your strength,
Its your ability to walk away. . . !
kay bhaari lines ahet re hya..im blown away..super poem.poems reflect the nature of the poet, as saranga suggested..n it's true..he is a very good guy :)
great one arshaj..nice poem..
thanks nams for those kind words...:-)
ReplyDeleteAfter writing certain poems sometimes a poet is also amazed that the thoughts he/she carried in the mind took a vibrant shape like this.its like the poem has been written while u were unconscious,and u read it now that you are awake:-)... this is how i felt after writing this poem... like 'this poem sounds nicer than many others that i have written. how did i come up with this?:-)'its actually very silly. he he..
but it feels good when thoughts can be expressed exactly like they should be... a feeling of joy and content...
i am really happy that this one is really being liked and appreciated...
Arigato...
Regards,
Arsh.
each person might percieve this poem differently.. i feel it expreses being SELFLESS..
ReplyDeletei love u even more as person now :) keep writing i would love to read more..
"& you extend your helping hand,
to the things you feel are tough.
Then turn around and vanish,
After someone’s out the rough,
Coz a thanks might rob you of
The goodness you know enough."
A hero is somebody who is selfless, who is generous in spirit, who just tries to give much as possible and help people. A hero to me is someone who really deeply cares.
It's just about that wonderful old-fashioned idea that others come first and you come second.
"Don’t grab the thing you love the most,
Let go, after your say,
Ain’t the force that determines your strength,
Its your ability to walk away. . . !"
This was what love meant after all: sacrifice and selflessness. It did not mean hearts and flowers and a happy ending, but the knowledge that another's well-being is more important than one's own.