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Responsibilities

The morning sun is in the sky.
The dog is in the yard.
And I stand in the driveway
With an aching in my heart.
I’m watching all the people
Driving down that highway.
They’re all heading somewhere else
While I am here to stay.
 	I can feel that highway calling me
          

Responsibilities

Oh, my wish—to falter beneath my burdens,
To drown in failure’s cold embrace,
To be lost in the wreckage of my own undoing,
Yet rise, undead, from catastrophe’s face.

We are but fools, deceived by victory,
Blind to the lessons the struggle bestows.
We march ahead, neglecting the path,
Ignoring the wisdom that suffering knows.

I seek the hush in a world of

Order

Love not the cruel world-
where the birds take to the sky,
leaving snakes to crawl.

RESPONSIBILITIES FREEDOM

RESPONSIBILITIES FREEDOM

The reality is to be schooled
By the decision that bring 
Unmeasurable responsibilities 
As this survey fountain of service
Because we grow 
When we perceive a will 
Which ensures others goals
For if not so
Resources like time 
Would be consumed 
By delicacies of pleasure
Selfish memories of who we are
Not whom they would have. 

To The KEY HOLDER With MULTI-FACETED Responsibilities: DEPARTMENT OF INFINITE SPECIALITIES

You're moving through life with knowing it can merge into struggle and strife but regardless, you take aim moving above and beyond! Next thing you know, you take a tumble, a significant stumble, and down you go! Lo and behold, you feel utterly unsettled, challenged, tsunami effects of flow, wrapped in woe! Yet, and as

Responsibilities a Freed Verse

RESPONSIBILITIES
 motives
bequeathed
apparently
& ostensibly
in a
generative
proliferation
of
 inherent perspective
of
upcoming
 tranquillity
employed
as
aestheticas
 inclusions
with conviction
embedded
in a
mirror image
to disclose
hard-pressed
perfection
 translated
by reason

Life

Some Day
We all will pass,
Through time’s immortal glass.

Life is but three trillion to one.
A magnificent gift.
To all who’ve won

A treasure trove 
Of endless possibilities,
Mindful responsibilities. 

To be cherished,
To be nourished,
Not perished.

Not to be taken,
Neither forsaken, 
But to be awakened. 

To be respected,
And protected;
Not neglected.

Mothers of mankind,
Give us peace,
Give us tranquility and serenity. 

Bury our unkind

Bumbled Bee

Bumbled bumble    bumble bee
   flew from    bloom to bloom,
   busy-busy-a-buzzing-buzzy-busy
Heard by flowers 
from here to there, a-mumbling to himself...
saying… no-not-right, no-not-this-one, no-no-not-good.

Until    finally    touching down 
on daisy's yellow landing pad
   for the gathering
of his day  

From Paper Bags To Plastic Bags

From paper bags to plastic bags 
From manual cars to automatic cars
From telephones to handphones
But in the political world
The world stays stagnant 
For just a split second
The youngsters who are the future hosts
Never take concern
And emerge to take over any responsibilities
We see oldies who are leaving sooner or later
Taking concern of everything
The youngsters still got

Responsibilities of a Boss

the boss should listen
acknowledge and respect everyone
show integrity and fairness
not show favoritism
so he can retain workers

Is There a Star In My Name

A three year old dreamy child
lying down beside his dad
at night on the open terrace
eyes wide open gazing at the sky
asked him the following question:

"Dad what are those bright white speckles above?"

"They are stars", dad replied.

"Will they fall down on me?"

"No. They will not".

"They are so bright and shiny. I wish to go up there

What Defines Me

The late night sleep,
Spent my days with the phone in my hand,
And a pair of speakers in my ears
Doesn't defines me.
All day with phone in my hands,
Songs played from the list and,
The energy I receive,
That defines me.

The words I speak,
With the aggression people give,
For a minute or more,
Doesn't defines me.
The aggression people give,
The way I

The Moment of Survival

The moment of survival

In life,
If the geography of the journey has been seen, then
The heart will breaks in pieces on happiness
The joy of  moving- the galaxy of destination
 imaginations / dreams
+
On the go
If the way is seen
the environment becomes glorious
in the speed of walking and the rhythm of the road
a nice musical performance of

Now I Am Grown

Older.
I realized, 
I am getting older.
Taking care of responsibilities,
growing softer as well bolder.
I realized,
I am still not enough.
Enough to understand the humanity stuffs.
But never mind, I do have time.
I want to see more,
learn more and do more.
More than who I am today,
better version of who I was yesterday.
Oh!
Now I am grown.
I am 18 years old.

No Second To Spare

As my pen begs for me to let it rise,
My mind finds itself in the cage that ties
Me down to reality, my other tasks
Are screaming for me to attend their asks,
My time is swallowed by my job, my loves,
My desperate cry for sleep, they come above
My time to write, my time my pen is free
To

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