poetry

Jataka Bandi

Gratification

Days pass by, leaving no trace,
Nights take flight, an empty space.
Moments live in present light,
Time’s swift flow, day and night.

Life’s a stream where you belong,
Why ignore its fleeting song?
Awake, aware, cherish well,
It’s your story, yours to tell.
1

Self worth

Is saying and forgetting a curse you bear,
While doing and showing brings merit rare?
Or is silent action a boon in disguise,
With deeds alone reaching the skies?

Are you a coin with value inscribed,
To be held, used, and exchanged worldwide?
Or a tree that thrives in nature’s embrace,
Unmoved by the world’s relentless race?

Be useful beyond numbers and worth,
For this life is yours, a precious birth.
Shape it with meaning, both vast and true,
Its value defined solely by you.
2

The night

The night is long, a canvas wide,
For secrets whispered, fears denied.
We ask for what our hearts do crave,
In shadows’ dance, we feel so brave.

The curtain dark, a dreamer’s stage,
For daring deeds the light won’t gauge.
We ask for what our hearts do crave,
In shadows’ dance, we feed so brave.