Nandhinist

                                           The Drawing board A vast screen with white shades, over the blue fades; Large stripes of red over the ends, And fumes of yellow binds. In the screen spread A sheet of violet made  A concise contrast. There was a sudden dabble of Silver coloured sparks. All of a sudden the black colour Invaded all the colours and left Only the sparks to shine. Oh! the beautiful evening sky.    

                                   Darkness I closed my eyes,it was dark I opened it,the world was dark. I waved my hands in air, Softly moved my legs,not sure. I could not find a bit of light Still dark,I did not lose my might, I hit something,it was the magical wand, Oh yeah!I found a candle and match box. After all it was a power cut.

                                                  HOPE I fell down it was harsh, Painful,shameful,as like a trash. Filled with tears I gazed, The sky was lit up with the sun. A hand appeared and I dazed, Then held it tightly,It lifted me up. I gained my courage, I started my chase to face, All the failures,at-last I stopped When I stopped I stopped exactly Where I am supposed to be. I smiled and looked up The sun shone and whispered The hand that lifted you Was your HOPE.                                                ...

                                                                                                                                                Hey Friend,oh my friend   Remember our hands holding,  Each others’ to receive the scolding.  Listening the language of our hear ...