Rendezvous with the Self in Thy Life!

It may be a dream, it may be sorrow,
rosette or violet, it's never perfect,
It may be a reflection in thy tomorrow,
It's life, thou shall accept or reject.

Searching for the answers, thou ask thyself,
Stepping the stones, may it lead the right way,
Thou shall get the fame, thou shall the wealth,
Elucidations of the questions, we await everyday.

Mysterious is its nature, mysterious its game,
Dance thou may, whilst it rains devil,
It shall light up, one day the torch's flame,
It can't rain forever, walk in thou any trouble.

©2010 Monica Verma

Mushkilon ke safar ka ek khoobsurat Raaz| (The beautiful secret of miseries!)

Duniya ke is shor main, mere dard ki awaazein dab ke reh gayin,
Zindagi ke is toofan main, ansooyon ki barish mitti mein mil ke beh gayi,

Jahaan bhi dhoondha tumhein, tum na mile mujhe,
Aur jab chhod di aaas, toh saamne mere yun achanak hi aa gaye,

Kyon? Aakhir kyon hai dard bharey maylon ka yeh silsila,
Samajhna toh bahut chahaa, par jawaab ek na mila,

Phir waqt ne samjhaya humein, kyon hai zindagi mein mushkilein,
Kyonki hum yun hi aam nahin, khaas phool hain kudrat ke jo is dharti pe hain khiley.

©2010 Monica Verma