May the time I spend

May the time I spend

is productive and cherishing

The  time keeps changing

And change is the only constant thing

By keeping aside the blocks

May I catch  the flow in its  constancy

Love is beautiful and universal

It deserves gift as precious as time

Love can never  be asked for, it oozes

May I need not ask time for it

May the time I spend

Is soul enriching

And the aroma of its flow

Could remove the smell of inactivity

May the movement  of time

Is filled with fragrance of love

May I spend my time in a way

That  the love and time become inseparable 

Guilt

There are some people

Who keeps you always

Yes always under guilt

A feeling of constant guilt

Whether they do something, anything for you

You’ll be under pressure, a pressure set up by them

It may or may not be their intension

But the result will be just one

That will be guilt

Your guilt makes them happy,

They just try to be innocent

But they have the art to project

A worm, inside your mind

So that, you could neither forget them

Nor forgive yourself

They are the artists of pain

With negative impressions

Half devil

With the ability to snatch your peace

They are enemy

With a mask of friendship

Keep distance, a little distance

They can sink the boat

After snatching your life jacket

-Ankita

Jan, 2010