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Manisha Bhatia
Manisha Bhatia is the author of book, When My Father Cried, a romantic fiction novel released on 4th September by Story Mirror at Oxford Bookstore :)
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WONDERFUL IDIOTS

When the striking idea was born
Lost in deep thoughts in my lawn
I was not certain if I can
Do any kind of justification
While I invest my valuable time
To pour down my innate thoughts on
The Wonderful Idiots!!!

You encounter them everyday
Running in deep dark fake world
From dawn till day
Difficult to hold their essence inside
They take help of callous talks
To disembark their denote tasks
They forget you reap what you sow today!!!

They are spread all around
To my surprise humanity is now left
Just as a talk of fashion in town
Busy to sing their own praise all while
By genres of wonderful idiots proliferated all around
They lack to put in practice within their lives
While they look for perfection on opposite side!!!

Their talks are big but acts are small
They open big mouth for meaningless talks
With their petite knowledge they think
They can conquer meaningful deals
Look at the amazing confidence in fools
I wonder whether their soul ever realize
Rare quality of strong acumen is just out of their reach!!!

Fools never realize it’s the insight that shines
It’s the extraordinary power of wisdom and faith
Which helps you to cross miles down the line
A small success and their heads are swollen with pride
They never realize with each single and small triumph
A person develops more humility inside
To win over something mind over matter works!!!

Wisdom doesn’t allow me to pay attention
Just waste my time in retention
They may impair and try to harm at times
Try to be offensive when truth suddenly materialize
We need to remember their cores are weak
Their mean and callous tasks can never harm your eternity
These fools don’t deserve your justification!!!

Though they will try with full strength
You need to pay attention with full vigilance
It is a test of strength and values this time
Scarcity in wonderful idiots anytime
Because their principles are not defined
Scholars say never break during high and dry
In long term you will bloom as a better person!!!

Just as a token of appreciation
Today I will pay a special tribute
By miniscule effort through my creation
To The Wonderful Idiots
I owe them for my creativity
I wonder if I would have ever realize my strengths
And understood my power of relativity!!!

Each time they try to pull me down
Radiance of my excellence glows
My creativity and essence grow in leaps and bounds
I pray for wonderful idiots from my Lord!
It is only by HIS grace and entreaty
We can fulfill wondrous tasks
Thankyou Wonderful Idiots!!!

Innocent Attempts of Creativity
"WHEN I WAS LOST IN ME"

MY CUP OF MOCHA

STORY OF MY CUP OF MOCHA PALS
           
While I woke up in early dawns
It’s my companion to start the day
Like sun of rays hits in my vibes
Enigmatic aroma brews to lit up the soul
It infuses energy to dare the iniquitous
Fills in vigor to look forward the conquest

A Cup of Mocha is my best comrade
While I clutch in my fingers tight
During the plains of high and low
When some stood by my side
 Some bared their true colors left me forlorn
Moment when my solitary was shining bright
It helped my emotions to freely flow

In the secluded deep evenings intense again
While I sip sinking in jiffy of disdains
It held its loyalty while I encountered adverse
With each sip an assurance transpire in veins
It gave me strength to endure faith
These days will also pass over indeed
If truth is to be told change is what doesn’t sustain

It joined me as buddies met to connect
Nostalgia occurred to curb the unrest
As we come together to confess
Our sweet and sour experiences
From all walks of life under the sun
My cup of mocha is my partner of crimes
It stood tall with me in days of jubilation

While I pen down this creation
It is my partner in midnight innovations
When I have MY cup of mocha in hand
I am slipped deep into the special moments
This creation is dedicated as a token of appreciation
I often lack the beautiful art of expression
Because as a person I feel lot of hesitation

My moments of Innocent Attempts
WHEN I WAS LOST IN ME

THEY TRIED TO IMPERSONATE ME

They tried to impersonate my panache
But could not trace an ounce of my grace

They tried to impersoante my character
But could not acquainted with my soul

They tried to impersoante my conduct
But could not even touch a morsel of my standards

They tried to impersonate my essence
But could not even stretch to my façade

They tried to impersonate my eccentricity
But could not even lay hand even on my variance

They tried to impersonate my beliefs
But could not even arrive at my reservations

They tried to impersonate my assertion
But could not even imitate my qualms

They tried to impersonate my ambitions
But could not even arrive at my notions

They tried to impersonate my conventions
But could not even emulate my peculiarities

They tried to impersonate my ideas
But could not even imitate my perceptions

They tried to impersonate my purity
But could not even reach till my innocence

They tried to impersonate ME
Fools never realized
Can’t even lay hands on my REFLECTION

You Previewed My Soul Inside




Passion was brewing inside, but I never realized
You came in life and previewed my soul inside

I had lost my way and destiny found you for me today
With silent footsteps you sneaked in life and made all OK

Your embrace alleviated the pain
My heart and soul was carrying from prolonged time

The touch consoled my fears
Infused a sense of completeness inside

Caring and sharing became part of life
Emptiness fluttered away filling it with love from all sides

Two souls are now bound with eternal love
Heavenly showers and blessings poured in from all sides

Your graceful presence has illuminated my life
My soul was set free when you previewed it inside!!!

WHEN I WAS LOST IN ME...

@Copyright 2012- Manisha Bhatia










YOU ARE MY BEST COMRADE: HAPPY FRIENDSHIP DAY!!


You stood invariable with me through all thick and thin
You stood tall and confident when doubts lingered my mind
You were composed to hold me on when my soul was sulking in

You stood beside when everyone else cabaret their true colors
You counted at the time when fingers pointed at me from every end
You answered my qualms when my heart was skeptical in evaluations
You took note of all details when everyone else enjoyed the show

You read my silence when others could not even hear my words
You could easily make out when and how my modulations were high and low

You were the one and only present when everyone else took a back seat
You were the one to amble together in all phases of life without any whine

You efforts to facilitate needless to mention were just immaculate

You kindred the spirit to try once again when I was back to square one
You said I am very near when others alleged I have not made the first grade
You converted everything in a piece of cake when I cast doubt on my ability today

You and me share an enduring relation because you know my core deep within
You are my best comrade indeed because you were always there when I was in need
You held me on when I went on the blink and was about to give up today

You and me are apart from distance and cannot share the physical presence everyday
Your consideration and warmth is like present like a shadow with me every second

You are ny comrade and I am grateful to have you in my life today!!!

A VERY HAPPY FRIENDSHIP DAY!!!!!

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