Much learning doesn’t give understanding

Out of clutter find simplicity
From discord find harmony
In the middle of difficulty
lies opportunity
FRIEND
Fine bond that binds us
Respect we give each other
Innumerable secrets that we share
Encouragement we give each other
Nice things we share together
Reflects how dear we are to each other
Simple to make
Hard to break
Importance we give each other
Perfect understanding.
No one will be disillusioned when they discover the real you,if that's what they've known and loved all along
Little drops of water
Little grains of sand
Make the mighty ocean
And the pleasant land
So the little minutes
Humble though they be
Make the mighty ages of eternity...
Know the true value of time
Snatch, Seize and Enjoy every moment of it
NO idleness..
NO laziness..
NO procrastination..
Celebration means….
A winter evening
Four friends
One barsat
Four glasses of Chai.
Celebration means……
Hundred bucks of petrol
A rusty old bike
And an open road.
Celebration means….
Maggie noodles
A hostel room
4.25 AM
Celebration means….
3 old friends
3 separate cities
3 coffee mugs
1 internet messenger
Celebration means….
Rain on a hot tin roof
Pakoras deep frying
Neighbors dropping in
A party
Celebration means…..
You and mom
A summer night
A bottle of coconut oil
A head massage
Gossiping about absent family members
You can spend
Hundreds on birthdays
Thousands on festivals
Lacks on weddings
But to celebrate……
All you have to do is spend your time with your loved ones
Memories of you
What do I do?
When I find myself
Sitting on the roof top
With memories of you
I forget when I find myself
Walking in the sunshine
It has been a while
I have never changed my style
But Sometimes I find myself
Faking on the outside
Yeah!!! It has been a while
Still can’t forget your smile
Now I find myself
Drifting to the other side
Painting a picture
Of a life much better
Still I find myself
Reminiscing the old times
Trying to write you a letter
Of how I’m so much happier
But I find myself
With no words left to write
Why does your memory stay?
In my mind like it’s a constant play
I hate it when I find myself
Wiping my eyes dry
I’m trying to go away
Moving on to a different day
But still I find myself
Dreaming of my old times
Of how it used to be
When you were still near me
When will I ever find myself?
Writing up a new rhyme?
Just wanted you to know
It’s hard but ill let it go
Coz I still find myself
Holding on to you…