Glitters

They ain’t strange

Who keep away from glitters;

For, their life may be dull

But it doesn’t turns out to be bitter.

That glitter I see in the speeding cars.

The way it shimmers in the beer glass.

And it flickers in the gloss of hair.

That glitter and shine, I don’t like either.

I see my sparkle in the old classics and coffee.

When we sit together in corner for years,

They give me what peace, what grace!

Your glitter and shine can't ever beat them or please me.

Your bubble reputation is doomed;

Your fame would be no longer groomed.

It has always faced extinction like litter.

Dear fellow, listen to what they say- false glitter will be bitter!

Copyrights by Mandovi Jadon.

Hold On

Hold on you,

The dreamer,

The preacher of hopes,

As for your dreams,

Truth isn’t the utmost.

Please stop here.

And embrace the life,

Which is near.

For the dreams,

They are endless my friend;

And the life is too small,

For spending each of them.

So keep away

from the path of uncertainty,

And be visual to the world.

It is where you belong to be.

Hold on the dreamer,

The devotee of wishes.

And for a moment,

Live the life,

Live it here.

It is truthful to you

As no dream, no hope, no wish,

None can ever be.

So please, hold on.

Copyrights by Mandovi Jadoun.

Lover's Wish

Its’ not you, the cause.

It’s not me, the reason.

Oh calm down, my dear.

It’s just the process, I blame,

That gives us this fear.

You don’t want to lose me.

I want to keep you forever.

But darling, look at us,

Fights continue like

blood draining tears.

Why not let’s forget it?

Forget it and come to me.

I hold you in my arms.

We create the trust again.

We create the love again.

No more fear, no more pain.

We’d be happy back again.

And it may be the process

we follow,

For every fight that comes next,

And every pain that comes tomorrow.

Copyrights by Mandovi Jadoun.

That friend of Me

I had this silent but

A friend so close to me.

We never talked too much,

Yet he knew all of my history.

We lived together always,

But for the world,

Our friendship was such a mystery.

Once, in a world growing faster

than the cosmos,

I left that friend back alone,

In the greed to win a success spree.

And today, when I sit alone here,

I miss that friend,

He was like a twince of me.

Our mind, soul and heart were all alike.

I need that friend so much now,

When the world seems

not good enough to be seen.

Do you know him?

Who was he?

A friend so kind,

Like none had been.

I, myself,

Was that best friend of me.

Copyrights by Mandovi Jadoun.