Be careful!

Run, to be a part of the race,
Conquer, else you will have nothing,
Produce, as you have people to feed,
Save, as all will mind their business when in need.

Stand tall to be unique in the crowd,
Be bold to withstand the scheming ones,
Ignore the black sheep as there are many,
Be careful with your peers, as they are your competitors.

Care for your parents, as you are their flesh and blood;
Keep an eye on your children, as there are vultures around,
Precious is your life, keep your beloved happy,
Eat healthy and sleep well to live long.

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Is it worth?

 

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Contagious is depression and negativity,
Like a parasite, feeds on your mind,
For its a disease and not a condition,
Better ignore the one who laments.

As your time is too precious,
Stay away from the negative elements,
That wait for a sympathetic soul,
To easily pass on the burden.

Their stories may be too real,
That will impact your thought process,
Putting your peace at stake,
And turning you into a different person.

Let them cope up with their negativity,
As you already have too many to handle,
May sound like, you, an introvert,
But prefer to live your beautiful life.

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If

If you are alone, find a partner,
For you are wasting your time.

If you don’t have a job, find one,
As you are useless and a burden.

If you are not true to yourself,
Better change, for the world is smart.

If you are a cheat, let go off the evil,
Else you will end up all alone.

If you are mean to the poor, you have a rotten soul,
Beware of karma as it will come for you.

If you are a two-faceted maggot,
You have a fake identity.

If you are unhappy and miserable,
Search where you lost it.

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Life, not so cool!

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Saw him pop a pill to calm his nerves,
As I threw some questions, nothing out of the box,
He turned red and seemed visibly shaken,
Felt him nervous as his tasks were incomplete.

He took another pill which alarmed me,
A warning signal that he was unstable,
His movements were strange,
The fear that surrounded him was strong.

As a human, I had to pacify him,
For he may not do well but is a normal human,
Struggling for an identity that may be difficult,
As too many compete with him.

God knows how many are in the game,
But not every one is smart to win,
The winner is always the best,
A strong willed fighter of course.

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Be prepared

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Be prepared for one day you will grow old,
God knows how smooth it’s going to be,
We may or may not be rich,
But ensure to keep your beloved safe.

As you grow old, it’s a bliss,
If you have your family around;
For they are your pillars of support,
Who hold you close in tough times.

It’s a pain to see lonely, elderly folks,
Who have none to lean on!
What they earned might be in the bank,
Alas! that’s not going to be of any use.

Vulnerable are they at that age,
Who crave for love and affection,
If you can’t love them, who else will?
Be prepared for growing old.

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The Broken Ladder

Let not the burning fire smoulder,
And make you a prisoner to the comfort zone;
Monotonous will be the outcome,
That may hinder chasing the fire.

It is grave and silent with all lousy,
Zombies that come and go,
With no fire but smoke,
That suffocates me.

See great ones with passion,
As it keeps me going on and on,
Else its claustrophobic and pathetic,
As I search for the one with fire.

Thus I wonder their purpose,
For I see them void and blind,
With a ladder that is broken,
And can never be fixed.

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Friends, but not masters

Let friends be friends, not more than that,
As you have a mind to think and decide.
Your mind remains a temple,
Until you let someone in.
Let not they become your masters,
For you may walk their path and get lost.
Stick to your mind and heart,
And give deaf ears to others.
Two faces I see, as one is the mask,
And the other is the real.
Real is sometimes too nasty,
For the mask is better than the real.

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When you aren’t loved!

It’s a blunder to live with one,
Who is just a partner, but not the one,
It will kill you day and night,
With deep wounds that remain forever.

They call it a wedlock,
No wonder you are locked forever,
If you don’t find peace and joy,
Break it, else you may lose yourself.

Unwilling partners fake everything,
For they have no choice, doing so,
Die and rot inside as they feel totally miserable,
And die a million deaths.

You are already dead when you aren’t loved,
There’s nothing left when none is there,
All may leave but the one must stay,
Else life will be as void as a shell.

Once you break the shell,
You may feel alive and novel,
It’s just a step that changes everything,
A chance to see the world with a new eye.

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Have No Regrets

Until the desire becomes a regret,
It’s a dream that needs a push.
Push with all your strength,
But do not wait for the right time.
Some dream and never step up,
And live with the burning desire helpless.
Expect no one to kindle your dream,
For it’s you who must make a big leap.
Wait for none to climb the ladder,
For you must take it one by one.
One may go up and one may not,
Yet there’s nothing wrong to try.
It’s doesn’t matter if you reach the top,
But it does if you don’t climb.
As you grow old, may have regrets,
That you should have chased your dream.

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Be bold to stand out

Stand out so you are mysterious,
But be sure to be yourself.
Never whisper any secret,
For they need to be buried forever.
To be unique, may have to walk on fire,
But will make it if you hold no fear.
May have to walk all alone,
But good thoughts will always be with you.
Sharpen your claws often,
As you may see monsters on the way.
Monsters are nothing but little puppets,
That may threaten you to freeze on the way.
Hold tight to the good thoughts,
And the puppets will remain the same.
Take the straight road,
But not the short cut route.
Straight roads are often tedious,
But sure, will take you to the destination.
The weakest will throw stones at you,
But a strong one like you care for none.
When you shine in the sky,
You may see the stones below.
Stones are reminders of the lessons learnt,
So just keep in mind to boost your ego.

Kavitha Patchamalai