You can do what you want to do,
You have to try to find out...

Gauging whether it was all in vain
Came rushing to the brink...

They called it redeployment,
as if a word could soften loss...

The sun rises for me at ten,
Because I never hear the sound of a hen...

The journey of life starts from a cradle,
In which everyone has to paddle...

It was a journey in the dark
Figures too hazy and nothing to hark...

Like the stars in the firmament
I want to shine, glow, twinkle...

When the sun sets and the dusk falls
Ceasing the merry bird calls...

Sometimes I wish I could
Turn the hands of time...

Poetry is an outpouring of thoughts innermost!
Only keen senses help flowing of thoughts best...

Love is not merely an evanescent affair
Love is the union of two hearts who care...

If I were a boy
What would I do...