WOMEN

Pretty is the fairy with cares and love,
Handling her is like a challenging owe.

She has the strength she has the will,
Give her a push to grow up to win.

She has many faces,and performs them true,
Learns to live with,everything she faces new.

She is a warrior in the emotion's battle field ,
She makes a win with patience that grows to yield.

She is a caretaker,she is a vivid,
Let her be the weaver of her dread.

She is soft in her speech,tuff in her mind
She is but the one to celebrate in all kind

She is a mother,she is a friend,to hold u and bind,
she is a teacher,she is your foe,to make you a find.

She is but a gift,hold her true and never u let,
you can see life grow and live up to beget.

VYSHU:-)

DREAM

So many dreams on my mind,
she is growing is all that i find.

All my dreams my pillow bear,
not letting me sleep did she care?

I role by my side and attempt to hear,
she sang to me making it clear.

With closed eyes i colour my dreams,
only to me in silence she screams.

Waging a war between illusion and reality,
it drives me to live it true with all sanctity

Amidst them is I,with a soft chuckle,
holding tight the dreams,I buckle....
Vyshu:-)