Poem 191 - Awesome Sister

This poem is dedicated to my wonderful sister - Ashwini. 

My dear sister is wonderful

And she is indeed beautiful

Sometimes we get angry and we fight

But the following day we hardly remember the previous night

Sometimes I might be angry with her

But she is a wonderful dear

For she's helped me a million times

She even helped me match some rhymes

I have so much fun with my sister

Though sometimes I feel she is sinister

I love my sister a lot

Though at times I am angry after we've fought

                 -Gaurang Rao

Poem 190 - Road Of Life

Walking in the woods, humming a soft song

My jacket is hung over my shoulder

Spring has come, now nothing can go wrong

Nature is blooming, but growing older

Birds chirping, Bees humming, Flowers blooming

I love this season everything feels right

The good is here and evil is dooming

I stop for a moment my mind feels light

It's a beautiful place, peaceful and nice

Spots of light passed through gaps in leaves on trees

To make all this God must be kind and wise

I felt really fresh as there blew a breeze

I wish life was like this, this beautiful way

I hope it goes on like this everyday

-Gaurang Rao

Written for - http://magpietales.blogspot.in/

and - http://carryontuesdayprompt.blogspot.in/

and - http://www.theme-thursday.com/

Poem 189 - In a supermarket

I saw an old man picking many cans of cokes

I watched amused, as he dropped them into his trolley

I took my things and went near the counter

I had some change left, I picked up a lolly

I go to the counter and I'm right behind the "coke man"

I see the cashier's reaction, as the man puts many cans of coke on the counter

The man asks for the bill, as the cashier counts the cans, with a smile

Seeing the bill, the man did saunter

He pulled out a tattered wallet, and took out some cash

He gave it to the cashier, and took the plastic bag

I wondered how it fit in one plastic bag

At the car seeing the bill, his wife did nag

-Gaurang Rao

Written for - http://magpietales.blogspot.in/

and - http://www.theme-thursday.com/

Poem 188 - Love to break free

I watched as a small crowd gathered in the shop

Looking at the latest beautiful paintings on sale

I myself stared at this one picture, wondering what it meant

What made it so special, hanging on that rusty nail?

I just stared at it deep inside, wondering it that's what is real art

And for a moment, I could see the colors move about

Was it an illusion no it wasn't

Keep me safe with you, it seemed to shout

So, before any hand could pick up that painting

I removed it from the nail, and took it away

Yes, I seemed to understand the love inside it

I knew it wasn't my mind making the colors sway

I knew I understood the hard work, the love

The creativity, the purpose, the happiness

This was what I really could call art

While maybe others think it is a mess

-Gaurang Rao

Written for - http://poetryblogroll.blogspot.in/

and - http://magpietales.blogspot.in/

Poem 187 - A joyous week

Right after receiving gifts from Santa

Around the corner comes new year

After attending Christmas festive parties

Its a great time to let out a cheer

I still have belief in Santa

That he comes at night and throws gifts through chimneys

And when we wake up in the morning

There are so many gifts under our Christmas trees

The rumpled paper, sits on the floor,waiting to be thrown

As we tear open the gifts, to see what's behind the wrapping

And share the excitement with my sister

I wonder, when Santa gave the gifts, for I never heard bells ringing

-Gaurang Rao

Written for - http://jinglepoetry.blogspot.com/

and - http://www.theme-thursday.com/

and - http://www.threewordwednesday.com

and - http://poetryblogroll.blogspot.com/

and - http://gooseberrygoespoetic.blogspot.com/

and - http://sundayscribblings.blogspot.com

Poem 186 - Happy December

Step out of the door

See the ground covered with snow

Oh! Christmas has come!

-Gaurang Rao

Written for - http://haiku-heights.blogspot.com/

A belated Merry Christmas to you all!!

Poem 185 - The boat of life

As the boat of life goes on, every person grows

We learn something every day

The boat of life might have a few problems

But it fights till the last piece of wood, breaks away

The boat of life teaches us things that might be good

But you can't tell if the boat of life is taking you in the right way

The boat of life might have to face a few storms

But still it takes them as a challenge, and alive it does stay

So, why not like this boat

Take every problem like a challenge

And learn to respect and forgive

Instead of taking revenge

-Gaurang Rao

Written for - http://magpietales.blogspot.com/