Value

Value is a simple word,

But its meaning is as difficult as catching a bird.

It’s not easy to value the fruits of a tree,

We have to make ourselves realize,

That we are not a stiff tower,

God has blessed us with a flexible body which can bend,

And a heart which can be made as beautiful as a flower.

Value is something which every heart needs,

It may be the heart of a good person or the heart of a person as useless as unwanted weeds.

Bending physically is not enough,

We have to bend our ego.

It depends on you what you want to consider your ego as,

Your true friend or your biggest foe-

A true friend can adjust,

But a foe makes you adjust.

Now decide yourself-

You want to manipulate your ego,

Or get manipulated yourself.

The choice is yours,

Because life is yours,

Friends are yours,

If you value some hearts around you,

Then the value which they will shower you with;

Will definitely be yours…

My Strength

Problems may come,

But I will bear.

People may say stuff about me-

But I will never shed a tear.

People may not treat me well,

But they will never see the worst side of my behavior.

I will cry but no one will hear,

I may die and no one may care.

But I will return-

I will return for that person,

For the person,

Who does bear,

The tantrums I throw.

Who does care,

And helps me grow.

Who lends his ear,

For everything I say.

Who will respect me,

Come what may..!!