Think Like Jabulani ...

Born for the game of kicks and goal

Jumping and bumping is my role

Green lush ground is my work place

Where nations compete to win the race

They hit me hard to kiss the net

As emotions are held to win the bet

I move from one to another in turn

I make them chase, I make them run

What an attention, which no one can ignore

And celebrations begin everytime I score

Thousands of eyes , cheering for names

Waving their hands, watching these games

As winning moments gather hugs, smiles and tears

And losing times share agony, shocks and fears

While I live among this game of glory

I see my short life as a beautiful story

Soon I will end to make the pages of fame

Proud to be a soccer ball, Jabulani is my name

Beautiful Eyes

They open to rule, They pray to win
They glow like pearl, They close with dream
They rise with glimpse, They fall with glare
They spark with proud, They kill with stare
They smile with charm, They blink for fun
They need, they say ,they like someone
They always search but never reveal
What I can see, Which I can feel
The love that shines & look so shy
In world's most beautiful eyes.....

Alone Stays My Shadow

I run across the desert, in search of lost sand

Blown away by wind, When time kissed my hand

I swim across the ocean, to find the lost water

Dripped from my eyes and moved me to laughter

I fly across the sky, to catch the lost dove

Which brought my heart peace, hope and love

I climb across the mountain, to look for lost dreams

That touched me in sleep, in shade near the streams

I jump across the valley, to fall in arms of god

Alone stays my shadow , embrace me my lord

Agony of Life

Arrested in folly of pretenders
Living in world of hypocrites
Where near ones turn intruders
And dear ones are the pirates

Bigger heart is not for narrow mind
Where feelings are like slave
It is a dungeon, portrayed to be kind
With emotions buried in grave

Raise your eyes to fight for a day
Till life persists in every nerve
For truth which unfolds your way
Taking tears of agony to serve

Nothing can make life more worse
Where love never finds its worth
Break free from such a curse
Where belief dies and trust is dearth