The Transition

Change as always is constant,
Making every moment perish,
Starting from the stars to the grass
Making every particle eventually vanish.

Does it really matter to anyone?
When this change comes upfront!
Or its unnoticeable as always to everyone
Or to rarely felt by anyone?

No one knows what I see..
Nobody left to care for thee,
It's kind of sad knowing what's true
'Cause then you who cares for your view..

The winter has ended and gone;
Quite swift did it pass away!!
So swift, I scarce have had time to look on,
And the incidents note on each passing day.

Seeing the world in bright & dark
But rapid days.....

The world changes , as I gaze...

STILL I RISE

Falling from a height to the unknown,

Never knew where do I get touched down
Have longed to be among the green lushes,
To be a part of the giggling branches

Finally found myself hitting the earth
Suprised to be in a deserted dry land ;
In the limelight of the scorching Sun
Was quite sure to have unique fun.

Slowly i rise without any friends alongside
Raising one hand as if to geet,
The sky's new blue sheet.

Finding water when there's only dirt,
Staying green even in the Sun's greatest sheen;
"Still I rise" !!

Having thorns in place of branches ,
And flowers without a scent;
Sometimes I think why m i broken and bent?

But do not worry, I am not all that bad
My thorns might make me look strict !!
But am not always mad,
For if you take a closer look you'll see,
I too grow flowers when I am happy....