The good inside of you is trying so hard to glow shed your tears and free your mind then let all the good flow   It’s so simple to be happy and yet so difficult to be simple Being good in yourself, in your soul is the key to tinkle   You can look but you will not find happiness is the good within us and can’t be derived from any material kind   Therefore, it’s always important to remember to laugh and love, one and all alike to old and new to make the life count all you do, acknowledge The good inside of you!

You want to be famous You want to be looked up by all You want to shine, shimmer and glitter You want to be right under the spot-light ball You are mean, lusty and blinded to anything remotely sweet but from where I see, you walk deserted, on a long street   You are pretty You are smart but what others dont see is, you also have a heart   A heart that was no always so hollow A heart you now fear to follow A heart that has closed all its doors A heart with nothing but empty floors   I wish people would know you more a little…

“Find X” I know it’s no rhyme it’s my misery and of plenty others, that thousands cry in words or in mime   Nowdays, it’s often accompanied by Y and Z which is frequently all the reason in my copy for all that is red   Initially it was just one ‘X’ now there is a baseless stack I hardly know the number of cards of the deck that I have and those I lost I just know I can’t ever find any at all   They say it will all be fine find one, and the rest will be kind But it’s not one, I have spent hours of…

A rather funny fellow is one I know Black and Green, he adorns where ever he goes   funny speech funny gestures less concerned about his subjects more about delivering his lectures   “It’s not good” “It’s not nice” he keeps teaching on and on like preaching meat and mice He firmly believes in assigning than assisting but, to any hard work from his side, however, he is always resisting Nonetheless, he’s intelligent and nice perfect to be entitled a stall about a rather funny fellow, I know, that’s all!

ek mitr mile, bole, “lala, tum kis chakkee ka khate ho?is dedh chhatank ke rashan men bhi tond badhae jate ho.kya rakkha mans badhane men, manahoos, akl se kam karo.sankranti-kal kee bela hai, mar mito, jagat men nam karo.”ham bole, “rahane do lekchar, purushon ko mat badanam karo.is daud-dhoop men kya rakkha, aaram karo, aaram karo.aaram zindagi kee kunji, isase n tapedik hoti hai.aaram sudha kee ek boond, tan ka dubalapan khoti hai.aaram shabd men ‘rama’ chhipa jo bhav-bandhan ko khota hai.aaram shabd ka gyata to virala hi yogi hota hai.isalie tumhen samajhata hoon, mere anubhav se kam karo.ye jivan, yauvan kshannabhangur, aaram karo, aaram karo.yadi karana hi kuchh pad…

well.. here is something dedicated exclusively to Shreya Paul… who know her.. will know this.. the thing (whatever it is..) is totally by Shivam of B section.. I just took the idea and added a few words… So here it is.. Paul Paul get into the hall Paul Paul never hits the ball Paul Paul grow a little tall GO Paul… Paul Paul dont you call Paul Paul shopping at the mall Paul Paul hits the stall and there Goes Paul… Paul Paul getting up the wall Paul Paul thinks so small Paul Paul enough for one and all here we have Paul… ** No harm meant.. *** Don’t read…