alive - are we?

alive - are we?

killing the trees around

drilling the crust without sound

creating wants more than need

building the poor with nothing to feed

alive - are we?

seeing the hungry without food

helpless nothing we could

wishing to accumulate much more

throwing humanity off the door

alive - are we?

running to overtake the crowd

buying a jewel makes us proud

missing the priceless sunrise

tucked inside cushions with burger & fries

alive - are we?

feeling so sick in dust

cosmetic layers being a must

unknowing of our ambition & dream

following the money flow downstream

alive - are we?

doing nothing for a healthy life

chopping our days with a knife

ignoring our early Yoga session

we are more fearful of a financial recession

it's time we ask Questions:

how sweet will be life to a diabetic

how possessive will be wealth to a paralytic

how cool will be AC to a patient on ventilator

how much will be enough - to live a life much greater..

it's time we ask a Question:

alive - are we?

Let us Live - Grow - Change

We see a sown seed Sprout,
A camera asking for a Pout;
We see the clouds Hide & Seek,
A parrot imitating us with his Beak...

We do feel the Heat & Rain,
Cherish the Joy - Regret the Pain;
We Love, we Care,
Also, we do get drowned in Despair...

The sky, the birds, the glowing Moon,
The earth, the animals, the peaks standing High;
The sea, the fish, the hidden Lagoon,
Each day, each moment are taking a Sigh...

Each thing, each one is ever changing Around,
Also look at us, we are no Exception;
We Change, We Grow without a pinch of Sound,
Being unnoticed since Inception...

To Notice, to Hear, to Change without Fear,
To See, to Be, the Change we want to See;
To Grow, to Rise, cutting stagnant with a Spear,
To Me, to We, let's Vow to the Change we want to See...

Let's not be Dead!

To Live is to Grow,
To Grow is to Change;
To Steer is to Row,
With or without any Exchange...

We Change - The World Changes...

Let’s continue to Live - Grow - Change…

Let’s Create an Experience !

It all Begins with the Brain,
Capturing all around before chewing a Grain;
The Face, the Fragrance, the Sound, the Touch,
Great is the creation of God, a Human with a mechanism Such…

The more we Capture, the more we Grow,
The tougher the Rapids, the faster we Row;
The more we See, the more we Be,
Each droplet Adds Much to this expanse of Sea…

The Heat, the Warmth, the Cool, the Chill,
The Anger, the Love, the Experience, the Thrill;
Each has In Us a Role to Play,
Without it we are Nothing more than a Structure of Clay…

In the early days before we Speak,
Our capturing is believed to be flagging over the Peak;
As do the days pass Overtime,
We tend to ignore the nature’s Rhyme…

We tend to settle within the same four Walls,
We stick to be with the same – tumbling over True & False;
We Change our focus – Ignoring the Beyond,
We get accustomed to swim in the same little Pond…

Let’s realize this Inertia & Stagnation,
And push ourselves towards Salvation;
For the Growth remains with the ones who Crave,
Not with the ones standing still - even though Brave…

Let’s die to capture beyond our Sight,
Let’s dream beyond we always Might;
Let’s travel beyond the peaks we See,
Let’s continue to Create Experiences –
to Unleash our Limits of – What More Can We Be!

Let’s speak to people we never Thought of,
Let’s feel the pain we never Dreamt of;
Let’s watch the truth we could have never ever Seen,
Let’s continue to Create Experiences –
before asks our last Sigh - What More Could have I Been!

Let’s Be Positive !

Being Positive – Is a dream for Many,
Quite more than a Penny;
Can never be attained by – drowning in a glass of Feni,
Neither can be borrowed from a close friend Any…

It is a Way of Life,
With or without having a Gf or Wife;
Which makes us see through the glasses Tainted,
Enables us to see even a cracked wall – as delicately Painted…

It is like an elevated Line of Metro,
Railing above the traffic & gazing Retro;
Untouched by the rushing – hawking Street,
Making you reach on time – for that very special Treat…

It is like a glimpse of Light,
When nothing is seen On-site;
Which makes you avoid the wrong from Right,
Which brushes off the dark – smudging each patch as White…

It is like that grain of Wheat,
Which you crush & Beat;
After it reaches you surviving the scorching Heat,
Still nourishes you within each bite you Eat…

Let’s recognize the value of thoughts so Wise,
Let’s refine it off the scatter & Flies;
Let’s think about the sun – hiding behind the blanket of Cloud,
Let’s hear our conscience – while we stand among the people so Loud…

The Way we Think,
Determines whether we Float or Sink;
The Way we See,
Determines What will we Be !

We Should !
We Need To !
We Will !
We Want To – Change ! – Let’s Be Positive !

What do we need ?

From the sudden Dawn,
To the delayed Dusk;
From the Queue for spoons,
To the Quick tea dips in rusk…

We feel so anxious to chase a target,
Keep running through to lead the market;
We get soaked into the ocean called volume,
By EOD get banished almost like a smoked fume…

Given a chance to pursue your heart,
Leaving the strained routines apart;
Gifted an Extra Leave or two,
Let’s think what New would we do…

Apart from gazing at the TV within four walls,
Apart from keeping busy updating posts – attending calls;
Apart from lazing on the beloved bed,
Or visiting our HomeTown instead…

Is there something which we love to do,
Some hobby undiscovered – Some interest which we never knew;
Is there something more loved than Sleep,
Shall we dig into ourselves down deep…

Let’s pursue what we Never paid a heed to know,
Let’s get a Direction – instead of just being a part of the gushing flow;
Let’s discover Ourselves before it gets too late to know,
Let’s Cultivate our minds before it starts to snow…

A Miss. ..

Miss the time to be shared,

Miss the family to be cared;

Miss the confession to be made,
Miss the foundation to be laid...

Miss the campaign I never led,

Miss the words I never said;

Miss the needy I never fed,

Miss the mistakes instead... 

Miss the moment together,
Miss the mist & the weather;
Miss the bird with the feather,
Miss the Internet to tether...

Miss the team to belong,
Miss the friend who was along;
Miss the group one small,
Miss the eyes which said it all...

Miss the gushing river,

Miss the breezy shiver;

Miss the so dry rain,

Miss the heat & pain...

Miss the toys to play,
Miss the kulfi in a pot of clay;

Miss the bench-mate who copied,
Miss the roommate who stole;
Miss the life I didn't live,
Miss the story & my role...

Do we need a second life to recollect this ?
Or can we grab this 'was' from the present 'is' ?