The last entry was way too pessimistic... so here's something better. I had written this poem as my response to a poem one of my friends had given me... though i never got a chance to show this too my friend... but anyways here it is...

Why don’t we look back again
I feel we are missing the rhymes
The story of every breadth has been heard
And still we found no purpose served

How come you already knew?
What life was going to teach you…?
And for the makers of the blurting stuff
Decoding all that must’ve been tough
They found their purpose and so will you
Even if small, it won’t mean you don’t need to

Like it or not life’s no theory
There’ll be more than existence to this story
Live it for once and not just pretend
You’ll love the support they’ll extend

You knew the fittest survives
In this world you’ll have to strive
And they prey for your courage
That u be the fittest
But you lost yourself and failed the test
Remember you are the king
You own those wings
There are waves you can’t leave behind
But that doesn’t mean you’ll never rise you’d never shine…

Hate and anguish deceived the code of divine
And you killed your powers with that wine
How do you even ask for a shrine?
You are the king you can’t leave them behind
The lesson is half learnt the I alone doesn’t stand
We have to walk together hand in hand
With joy and sorrow
We make our way to a better tomorrow
Even if a fading one life remains a mystery… I guess you’ll agree too
And you are a warrior wouldn’t you like to fight through
The betrayal and the injustice and those lies within you
Go for it man you got to get your dues too…………

We can’t live life on our terms and conditions
Life is the challenger let it offer the complications
Setting your trends is the goal
Don’t follow the winners what they give is not your own

Trust yourself and the scenario will change
And when your son would come saying life’s strange
You’ll know you don’t have to guide him through this ocean
But set him free to find his own explanations
Of why people lose the sight
Why they forget in this world you have to fight for your right
Let him know he needn’t follow the crowd
At least save him from the inner conflict that nearly had you drowned

Happiness isn’t a molecule and you know it too
Give you son the faith, which lacked in you
And you’ll get the worth of it all
When you Dad would say“Sunny… you did a great job………”