Moon Light Adventures

A five letter word but meaning worth millions, Felt by a few but said by billions. The most common word often said in a hurry, I wish I said that day "SORRY". Not a good diet, not good clothes, Can get you the guts to let go of the load, A load all carry but can not release, I wish I had said,"I am sorry please". She was right in front of me, Sad and sobbing under the tree, I wished I didn't had behaved like that with her, I wish I said sorry to her. She was like bird who wanted to fly, I acted like her cage thinking the right was my. She was an angel for me who used to worry, Oh lord why didn't I say her sorry. Now things have changed I wished they had not, She is a better girl now and I am a shit pot, I guess I'll always be a coward as of today, I wish I had said sorry to her that day.

Crying and shouting I sat in a corner, Cursing my fate I guess I was born to be a mourner. Nothing that I wished had ever come true, I was living like a thrown away hopeless corkscrew. I seeked to find peace and some happiness in life, But failure was my soulmate and sadness my wife. Thinking of why not end this life I met someone, She picked me from the hell and brought me to heaven. Her talk was sweet and voice like a song of a koyal, My personality changed from a beggar to someone royal. I used to dress up like a star to impress her to the fullest, But who knew she was Brutus and would stab me in the chest. I definitely thought it was the end of my life, So finally I gathered courage and cut myself with knife.

In this era of fakes and greedy people, She took care of me like a shell on a beetle. She kept me nine months inside her womb, A place where I was formed my initial tomb. I came out crying seeking for someone mine, Her touch felt familiar and stopped the time. I stopped crying at once and I stared at her, I saw the holy God on her face without a blur. She taught me how to walk and to say " Maa !", She sacrificed her enjoyment to make me a star. I learned how to brush and how to eat my food, But I don't know why her hands made it more good. I learned many things and after years became a teenager, My talks became less with her and increased on the pager. I started spending more time with my friends and classmates, Little did I realize that I was not the only one awake late. I turned 18 and I was on the cloud nine, I could do all I ever dreamed 'cause it was my time. I started fighting with her on many of my "RIGHTS"! Which made me sleep ang

Sleepless nights and restless days, Mind full of ideas for the world to be amazed. Thinking of myself as a great entrepreneur, I became sanguine and cheerful from my core. Failure became my destination and Ache my friend, Now I started understanding why most of the ideas end. One rejection after another became a habit of mine, Maybe it is what it took to bring my time. One day in my room I got an anonymous call, It changed my world completely and it was time for a ball. I gathered everyone and started to celebrate, I guess god didn't like happiness in my plate. My financial head called and told me, "You were fooled by someone.",which broke me totally. My dreams shattered as small as a sand grain, What was the use of my big sized brain ? Failure hit me hard and I turned into a beast, I stopped for nothing 'cause success was my only feast. I guess failures is what leads to a remarkable success, Within a few years I ruled the country's press.

Sitting on the terrace of my house, Mind full of ideas, body like a louse. I gazed at the stars and they winked at me, Mocking me they said,"You are nothing more than a tree !" Always helping others no matter what, Getting hatred in return and brutally being cut. Thinking about myself, my eyes filled with tears, What to say of others , I was being cut by my dears. The ones whom I loved and whom I depended upon, Were the ones who caused me harm and in my worries gave me a fong. They said I was one in a million and had a great heart, May be because I always smiled and let my heart be a dart. Most of my fellows called me a cow dung cake, Little did they know it was all because of a heart break. The impact was huge and it made me completely quiet, My feelings rushed throw my words and in no time I was a poet. Completely broken and lost, I took a pen and a page from a file, And learnt to deal heartbreak with my little annoying smile.

Sleeping peacefully I heard voices in my bed, “Lunar Eclipse from 10 to 2 !”, they said. I heard a thing more that filled me with fun, Tomorrow was an auspicious festival, “RAKSHA BANDHAN”. I jumped off my bed out of excitement and joy, This festival was one moment that made me feel like a Big Boy. Wrists full of rakhis and face full of smile, This festival had the power to break the distances worth miles. A sister sitting in Australia sends a rakhi to her brother in Amritsar While one ties rakhis to the statue of her martyr brother. One prays for the good achievement of her little brother day-boarder, And one prays for the wellness of the hers at the border. Barring the age the brother is sworn to take care of her sister, Till and even after she has her own charming mister. A bond that is to be cherished and loved forever, Is made stronger when a sister ties rakhi to her brother. I wish my sisters tied me rakhis persona