Inner Voice

Ineluctable

In our midstThere lies an attributed spaceWhere the healing of heart takes placeSome of our lonesome daysAnd some with joyous raysAll are gone all seems hazeLife is DeathDeath is a tiring waitDue to some bills left unpaidMemories will be taken alongRoad by road the journey is longKeeping up the paceDrafting plans to cross this mazeWith dying insights self made smilesLove for oneCare for someWords will be left unsaidStriving for a flowery death bed.

Sargam Sharma, Jammu

Man going away from man

Now man is goingAway from manEveryone is afterHis own petty gainIn every relationMoney is the only considerationShorn of love and compassionNow man is going awayFrom his own true creation

Surat SinghDoda

Where are those

Where are thoseThat once boasted ofTheir wealthTheir healthTheir material possessions,Their false arrogance,Their crowns and thronesNow buried,Deep underground.

Ashiq Hussain RatherDoda

Wish to grow

Those who wish to grow,Make use of every opportunity.The process may be slow,But try to make use of your best ability.Do not feel disheartened,In a difficult hour.Whenever you feel disheartened,Just remember God's power.Smile because life is one.Enjoy it to its fullest,See that only good is done.Try to put in your best.Since life is a mixture :Of pleasure and of pain.Please never feel insecure,In order to gain

Singh SahabOn e-mail

The Place

I wanna be in a place.A place where people are not running a competitive race.Where being in a carnival is more fun.Rather than playing in the battle with the killing gun.Where there is no feeling of what is yours and what is mine.Everyone will be equal and together we all shine.Where everyone is Happy without any sorrow.The people will live like there's no tomorrow.Is there any way to find out this place.Where I will finally get my inner Solace.

Kritika SharmaSericulture, SKUAST-J