Behind the Curtain

When will the curtain raise
When all eyes glance
When all men praise
The victory of my rise.

Will the years spent behind
Will continue to the rest of my life
The night spent,the tears shed
The dreams kindle on my heart
For the victory of my rise
Continue still,unrecognised by any eyes.

Everyone has a tale to say
But only few get on their way
And only utter the tale
Where men eagerly wait for him to say.

The time spared for single aim
Behind,are meare mirage
Till the day blooms where
All eyes cast on you.

But it's true without years spent
Never Curtain will raise,
This is the common law of victory
All through my life I learnt
Through my failure which still continue.

THOUGHTS

Like murmur that we hear through waves,
And music of air that fled through ears though unclear
Thought visit our mind without fear;
From some distant corner of universe as waves.
Time though call thought a fool which hold time cool
In perfect harmony with intelect makes thought sublime
And such thought it is which exceeds the limit of time.
Not to use such thoughts is a crime for it is human greatest tool .
Thought is like a radiant light which makes human delight
In thirst of knowledge or search of light from some corner dark,
Where thoughts wander like a winged horse for little spark.
It's their thoughts that make men power in the sands of time
The unwithered thoughts that lay bright in this world around
Are thoughts of those ashes that now lay in ground.

PB SHELLY- THE INSPIRATIONAL LIGHT

Like water that flow from streams
His gentle words did seem
Flow from heart to hearts
And kindle light upon barren minds.
To measure , Iam none
Yet his words lit musical fire
On this youthful heart and mind
To write something atleast once.
Sir Shelly may be living at this age in new name
Yet in that age words writ in barren page
Calls him ever a legend.
Decades are yet to come,rise and set of sun
New rhymes and lines are yet to come
Where men writ in end their name
But never any other line sound like his song.