Tuesday, 29 November 2011

He who walks with you




You may not know where life's road will lead you
Keep moving with a smile and an elation in the heart,
As God is walking with you


You may feel down and encircled in your mishaps
Keep moving with a smile and an elation in the heart,
As God is walking with you

You may not know the consequence of present
Keep moving with a smile and an elation in the heart,
As God is walking with you

You may not be the happiest person in your circle
Keep moving with a smile and an elation in the heart,
As God is walking with you

You may feel you are alone and hurt
Keep moving with a smile and an elation in the heart,
As God is walking with you


You may find yourself in the realm of darkness
Keep moving with a smile and an elation in the heart,
As God is walking with you


You may face life's toughest challenges ever
Keep moving with a smile and an elation in the heart,
As God is walking with you

You may cry with sorrow, despair and anguish
Keep moving with a smile and an elation in the heart,
As God is walking with you


You may not know; Lord shares an umbilical bond of seventy ( God's love of 70 mothers)
Keep moving with a smile and an elation in the heart,
As God is walking with you.

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Monday, 28 November 2011

Building Bridges




I feel your sweet spirit in me
Share and love life with thee
   You and I can never part
For we are connected at heart

You and I go shop with the same rupee
We unwind our stress with the same tea
For the leaves give us the same kick start
We get ready to play another game of dart

We feast the same way with zea
Biryani, Chapatti, Pulao & green tea
Words & quotes from the same chart
Why you & I have tears when we depart?

Our flowers get suckled by the same bee
    For cooking we use the same ghee
    We are thought to be equally smart
      By the world that uses us for mart

Sharing the same breeze of Arabian Sea
The worlds view for two of us is small pea
 Saying sorry, accepting fault is a fine art
 Hate, stay away from our kids; we restart

Wonder how many generations it be
For both us to actually ponder and see
We cannot be each others weak part
Plot and plan so one of us falls apart

We both should sit down and foresee
Wars and Weapons shall never be trustee
For humans to feast together a friendly tart
Satan shoo-away, my Indian friend & I are riding on the same cart!


Dedicated to India Pakistan and its billions of people who live on either side of the border, sharing the bond of friendship as God had wanted. 


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