The Hopefull Ray !!

I never knew i'll be starting this way,
And will end up with nothing to say;
playing with words sway;
Finding Life to be grey.

So decided to start a new day,
Which offered opportunities in a tray;
where they were colours to spray,
On the pieces made with clay,
and kept the feelings at bay.

In the month of may,
amongst a working day,
Had no time to lay.
found love packed in a bouquet.

As decided not to betray,
but gone were the winds far away.
So decided not to convey,
and the words eventually decay,
Even if you pay.

didnt want to express my dismay,
And let my heart weigh,
just wanted to delay,
Trusting the hopeful ray!!

-Forum & Ritu 

when chilhood meets maturity

you can afford to be a child only till the time the people around you are mature enough to handle you.
once they give up on adulthood its high time you take it up.

sometimes maturity is just about learning to ignore the things that used to bother you earlier..

Paradox of life

I never knew its all gonna start this way,
On one fine day, 

met a stranger from nowhere;
Though never had I spoken to strangers right away,
But this one seemed to be a hopeful ray.

Sometimes, simple nothings on display,
Sometimes, words of dismay,
Sometimes, just a 'hey'.

I knew it was all made of sheer clay,
not meant to last away;
But still why were our conversations seemed like an essay,
didn't really know what made me convey.

At times I felt to be in a crossway,
thought i was going astray,
just knew didn't want to betray,
so eventually started to delay,
but it was difficult letting it decay.

It never started in a warm cafe,
with hands full of bouque,
thought gone were the winds far away,
may be that made me write this simple assay.

-Ritu