GOT LATE

You came as a friend, made my life cogent...
You brought the much needed light; made me perfect & Mr. Right
Dear I am best only under your sky...

Really I got late… to realize you could be my super mate
Now am standing alone, now am walking alone
Am no more mine as you are there all the time on my mind
I know I got late..
I know I made a mistake...

With open heart & spread arms...
I'm looking for wind to pass on my true feelings...
I'm taking a chance... to win you with a new ardor in same old heart
I know I got late...
I know I had made a mistake...

My day & night has been resplendent since...You came to life as friend
my life has sixty-seconds & now you rein on all of them...
You made me realize... Even love gives pain...
Don’t run away… I promise won’t get late again

I’ve realized... You are my super love mate
I will not get late again, I will not make old mistake again...
All I want is one last chance to win your trust & you again

PUERILE

We’ve to Race against the wind, Have to get up in one... ring
Nine to five we are kept busy & agile
You Play with our rights, keeps things cut throat & tight...
As everyone says… you (Mr. Boss) are always right

We suffer pain, get broken in game…Still you smile & live…king size
Staring Azure & sidereal sky
Stifled in the heart, blown up in life....
All we want …. Is a place to rest & calm our livid minds

Pristine by style… Still you remain petulant & parochial towards our life...
All we can say… you are “Woods” of the game. (“It’s all about work…honey!!).
We are green & never feature on main screen...

Get up, Gear up…listen to your heart & emulate ….
Time to be puerile by heart & smart in the game.......
Bid adieu to Mr. Boss & its mundane...fixtures of the day..
It’s your style-don’t give up... No matter what world says
It’s your life- think & move ahead
It’s your life- think & move ahead


Note- You in the poem refers to Mr. Boss