Love

It sometimes hurts;
But pain is the testimony of love.
It sometimes ruins;
But destruction is the measure of power.

You sometimes fall;
But that’s its height.
You sometimes sink;
But that’s its depth.

Love is mystic,
Love is divine,
Love is magical,
Love is fire.

Love isn’t…
All we take,
All we have.

Being loved isn’t Love,

Love is
All we share,
All we give.

Being loving is Love.

Love is forever.

Youth of Nation

Dreams might be forsaken,
But fight is not over;
Truth might sometimes surrender,
But this is not the end;

Our Love is Eternal.

Power might be with The Wrong,
But the volcano is getting ready;
Handful we may seem,
But hands are joining;

Our Dream is Unstoppable.

We have a deal,
But no bargains;
It’s not about gain,
But it’s our zeal;

Our Strength is of a Thunder.

Equality you might want to snatch,
But the bonds are unbreakable;
Lines you might want to draw,
But our souls are united;

Our integrity is unshakable.

Strong you might feel,
But our passion is catastrophic;
Some wounds you might heal,
But our shots will be deep;

Youth will triumph.

Vande Maataram

Time

Oh this time...
Never mine...
Runs away…
Leaving behind...

I want...
To run along...
It isn’t...
Letting me…

I want…
To sing along…
Rhyme isn’t…
Getting me…

Thrilled...
Am not...
Chilled...
I am...

Walked…
Am not…
Dragged…
I am…

Moments...
I had...
Stolen...
They are...

Dreams…
I had…
Broken…
They are…

Living…
Am not…
Surviving…
I am…

Smile…
Am not…
Tear…
I am…

Admirers…
I had…
Gone…
They are…

Gems…
I had…
Snatched…
They are…

Vision…
Am not…
Blind…
I am…

Alive…
Am not…
Dead…
I am…

Oh this time...
Never mine...
Runs away…

Leaving behind...