Perfection and Ruins

In this world of beautiful things,
Those are fortunate who came as human beings,
While having power to do everything;
Many don’t do anything;
Rather, at end, being converted to a useless thing.

With most having desire to become rich fast;
Still can’t take along, a single penny at least,
Being fortune to have most powerful brains;
In this living treatise being exclusive and vast;
Still in rains of despair and in vain.

Good deeds never ends, they remain forever;
Life is too small to be sad and be in pain;
Perfection is to be practised again and again;
Extending nobility and fame, that will ruin never.

My First Day @ High School

It’s about a week ago

When final results did fall,

They were not so bad at all;

Today was my class, so.

With my teeth glistening white;

I provided my first sight;

Having mind fresh ‘n’ cool;

At attendance of high school.

Today, with new teachers;

And many more creatures,

It’s not surprising to tell;

The day had gone fairly well.

With most of it going with lectures;

According to students, they were curses,

The one who misbehaved; would probably;

Needed to be taken to a doctor and nurse.

Even of reshuffling and amendments;

We enjoyed a great fun with friends;

The study had gone bare;

Having much time to hangout and spare.

It was difficult finding class at starting;

But time had gone fair till ending;

In between there was also a music class;

Where mates enjoyed rocking and singing.

The departure had been with great excite;

Having an awesome at;

Now, leaving in Sun’s glorious light;

Keen to attend next day.

One Full Day Engaged @ Chemist Shops

This morning, on the footpaths;

I could be seen,

In need of purchasing medicines;

I was very keen.

First, I checked nearby stores;

Ranging every shop’s door,

But when it didn’t found;

I even don’t felt bore.

Then, I went to check-out far ones;

Wanting to complete distance in runs;

As time was in great need,

But couldn’t do so, as was tired indeed.

There I checked dozens of shops;

From one to another in pain;

But laid in vain;

Also coming in suspicion of cops.

I could remember the sun’s rays at return,

Which was forcing the skin to burn;

But, it was saved by sweat;

When I’ve got quite wet.

When I was just to reach home,

I found a chemist shop open,

I had bring medicines to mom;

But now, had to escape from Sun.

Soon, I swept into it;

Into a motion fast;

Still being confident a bit;

Founded them; at last.

So here, I am in a position,

Having need of pity;

Where founded them nearby;

But, was looking them in whole city!

At last, I reached home;

In a tiring mood deep,

Saying nothing to anyone;

Gone straight to sleep.

The Sun

I am the king of the sky;

Safeguarding my people;

Giving a wonderful sigh;

Protecting life from being feeble.

The place from where I could be seen;

Turns into home of animals and trees green,

People of blue planet call me Sun;

You could have understood what I mean.

The reason behind beautiful tides;

And people’s smile wide,

With others too;

Are in the list, whom I guide.

It’s because of my enormous heat;

People eat their lofty treat;

And earth became a place;

Where organisms and water meets.

I, being awesome red;

But on only Earth’s half part my rays spread;

 Being that part, a morning bright;

Other dealing with my brother’s light white.

Being actually at a massive height;

Seen too small by sight;

That, rather of my imperialism;

 Organisms can’t experience my fright.

I, being cause of pleasant spring;

Giving my people everything;

But being ferocious in summers;

Not lending my descendents anything.

I am the life giver;

But also its taker;

Being cause of pleasant births;

Still ruining organisms to deaths.

Protecting organisms from billions of years;

Still not moving from my place;

But life would be ended;

If I would be died; in case.