Yes i am a "SHY"ar

Shyness is the quality (Is It a Quality ??) tht many of us possess....including me...but sometimes this Quality..can lead u nowhere...this poem tell abt some of those important moments of your life when u hate to be SHY...

I am Sorry to say,
But Yes I am SHY....
How I got this Disease,
I dont know Why...

Being SHY is Right,
or is it an act Wrong...
But I cant help,
its in my hand no long...

Is It lack of Confidence,
or is it something else...
Or is it lack of charge,
in my Nervous Cells...

Till now I was Happy,
with whatever I had...
No matter what happened,
I never felt Sad...

I took Shyness as the Quality,
given to me by GOD...
but something forced me to think,
Shyness as really very ODD...

Now I will tell you,
why Shyness is really Bad..
Why is it the Culprit,
of making me so Sad...

Even now I am fearing,
to take its name....
Dont no why i fear that,
it may cause to defame...

But I will have to dare now,
else it will be too Late...
I have hid my feelings for Long,
but now i cant Wait...

This Shyness is accused of stopping,
frm my feelings to Express...
I dont know is it Love,
or is it some other case...

Whenever she came in front,
or passed by my Side...
I just couldnt dare to talk Her,
whatsoever i tried...

Talking was a bit More,
I could have done something Less...
I could have given a smile,
on her pretty innocent Face...

I change my direction,
whenever she comes in my Sight....
But you dont know my Dear,
You live in it Day n Night...

You might be Happy,
with friends you have got...
But for me Oh my Dear,
You are the one in whole Lot...

I dont know whether,
I'll ever be able to Tell....
that you are my Life,
without U my life is Hell...

I am waiting for the Day,
when U too will feel my Love....
till then I will try and,
keep praying to my RAB(GOD)....

But for now my great GOD,
If you care for my Faith...
then this Shyness should be sentenced,
To be Hanged till Death....

this Shyness should be sentenced,To be Hanged till Death....

PS:This poem may not relate to me Personally...so no personal comments PLZ..

Straight Frm My Heart..

On thinking abt myself..
Alone i got..
seperate from everyone..
though still in a Lot..

Everyone seemed fast..
& everyone seemed Busy..
finding a friend so difficult..
& finding an enemy so easy..

In the speed of world..
so furious n pacy..
I fear my God..
I might not get Crazy..

Why i m so simple..
& not cunning n frank..
Why do I so simply..
becomes anyone's Prank..

Sometimes I think
Simplicity to be the virtue of God...
But many times it looks..
useless & Odd..

In this world of hatred..
selfishness n bribe..
The only Question i have..
whether i will Survive...

The only Question i have whether i will Survive...

Piyush is a Cheater !!

Neeche di gayi poem Satya Ghatna par aadharit hai & iska jeevit logon se gehra sambandh hai... :P

It was sometime
when i was in seventh class....
busy in mugging up the questions
which were necessary to get pass...

Questions were too big
& i was so small...
& the habbit of mugging them up
for me proved to be fatal...

I tried my best
& read them again n again...
But those big questions
couldnt enter my brain...

Then came the time
with one day left for the Xam...
My brain stopped working
as if it had got a jam..

Marks were precious to me
as toys for a kid....
I decided to do something
tht my friends frequently did....

Those BIG-BIG questions
now were in my chit....
this daring plan of mine
I hoped to be a hit...

Next day in the Hall
terrified I sat....
worried about the questions
which one will i get....

I felt a bit Happy
& at the same time I felt Sad...
there is a question from the chit
on finding about that....

Being a First Timer
I didnt know Cheating's Rules....
I wished to God
Why didnt u make Cheating Schools ??

I put the chit beside me
trembling with fear...
My face grew Gray
as the Invigilator came near...

He had seen me copying
from my chit to the sheet...
I couldnt prepare myself
to prepare time's Heat...

Tears came from my eyes
as if Rain from the Cloud....
I lost all my image
of which i was so Proud....

After getting insulted
& tainted for ever....
I decided not to cheat
Never ! Never ! Never !

This has been tragedy with me always :( i mean whenever i cheated i got caught.
So finally i decided not to cheat after i got caught in 8th class again :)) & haan Thank God !! i am following tht resolution till now.. :)

Dont Smile Its a Crime !!

First of all i wud like to tell u why i wrote this poem or whatever :P
& its quite obvious from the description of my Blog tht this work too has been done in the lecture.
Haan so i was telling u abt the reason but i think u will get it as u go on reading it.......& tell me whether u r gonna smile after reading it or not :)
So here it goes.....

Sometimes even a Smile
becomes a Crime...
May be some ppl dont
understand its Rhyme....

It becomes a crime,
when ppl goes into it too deep...
wht can be the reason,
they search and they peep....

Today when i smiled,
my friend asked me yaar....
the reason definitely is,
love shove & pyaar vyaar....

I said to him its just
a sign of my innocence....
But my dear friend,
couldn't smell its fragrance...

i asked, hadn't i been
smiling all this while....
wud it have been possible 4 me,
to make u smile....

then i told him....

there is a treasure of happiness,
tht even u can extract....
& if u wanna get it then,
come on & Just Smile like tht.... :)

Come on & Smile like tht.....

Exam Vexam Hai Rabba !!

Again came Exam Time,
Appaji sent us the time table.....
probably it was the first time,
when even "HE" seemed to be a Devil..

Willingly or unwillingly,
we had to write the test.....
so once again i decided,
to work hard & give my Best...

First time in few months,
my concentration seemed to be Right...
I started working hard.
working hard Day and Night.....

24 hours a day were less,
I wanted them to be more....
Once again i cursed myself,
why didnt i start few days before....

Now i had just one option,
to use the time left in my Hand.....
The time was slipping so fast,
as if it was sand....

Then came the Death Day,
we all were in the Hall....
we all knew the reality,
so expectations were too small...

After watching the Exam paper,
I was just about to faint....
but i had to write something,
as I had to answer my Parent....

The Prof tried to motivate us,
saying no Guts no Glory.....
probably we were not too interested,
because same was the story.....

Finally the torture ended ,
some came out Weeping some Crying...
I tried hard to look kool,
though i knew i was Lying.....

After my dismal Performance,
finally I took a resolution...
I wont sleep in the lectures,
& will start early my preparation....

But I couldnt change myself,
even after coming at such juncture....
& do u know that this poem,
I have written in the same lecture.....

Who Let The Dogs Out ??

I saw some friends barking,
for no reason at all.....
friends Dark n Fair,
friends Short n Tall...

Then they saw me with Hope,
but disappointed to c me meow...
they thought me to be no lion,
but rather to be a cow...

But i want to ask ,
whether being a cow is unjust ??
who is kind to everyone,
and never lets loose its trust....

for that matter even a lion kills someone,
just for the sake of its food.......
But barking for no reason,
my friend is of no good.......

If u want to be lion then Bark,
Bark at the unjust done to the weak....
Then my friend u will be Lion,
a lion at its peak......

Then my Friend u will be Lion a Lion at its Peak !!!

Near My Heart

In the Bright Darkness
of each & every Class,
where everything seemed
to be Futile & Gross...
Just sitting and trying
to entertain myself,
O God! to stop me from
sleeping i need ur Help...
But when the very Thought
of my Friend comes to my Mind,
even this class starts
looking so Kind !!
What is the Magic in the
thought of you my Dear,
May be You are so far
But still so near !!!

You are so far but still so Near....

Well My Very First Post

Hi Friends,
Well i m happy to finally start blogging :).
But still dont have time to write much as i hav no of assignments & project too :(
So more blogging later .Keep Watching.
Bbye,
Piyush