Giving Wings To Dreams

Silence is golden, Silence is an indisputed lethal weapon,  when enemy is unknown.  Silence is unshakeable truce, when you want an unwanted altercation to cease.  The strongest prayer is silent. The sage reading of the human disposition is also silent. Silence for sure is end of violence. Alas! Though Silence is considered a precious asset  Yet  silence has another not so welcoming facade.  Face that is devoid of grace and  that has capacity to wipe out the goodness of the human race. Silence undoubtedly is synonym of end, End of the road that leads to good times ahead. While dialogue though heated is a thread  That clutches on flimsy hope . Hope that once negativity of battered hearts is flushed out. The radiant flowers of new and better days would be blossomed. Life is noise while death is quiet. Therefore,  before picking the silent ways, Let your soul one final time shriek or cry, Otherwise, you will have no choice left,  But to free...

The creator of the earth must Himself be amazed, When He would have painted this beautiful earth, And filled softer hues of multiple emotions in the human heart and brain. How proud He would have felt , on  weighing  His master stroke that was undoubtedly mother's selfless love. Love that needs no returns, Love that sees no reciprocal turns.  Mother's love of course is infinite and matchless, Like ray of light in the darkest night, And shade in the warmest day, Like shelter overhead in the heavy rain, And medicine for relieving excruciating pain. When the whole world unites to judge and criticize, If you even once stumble, fail or fall, Your Mother's love will be your strongest shield And would for sure ward off all evil eyes. Mother's love keeps her offspring round-the-clock warm and saves them from every harm. This love for her progeny won't for a moment cease, reduce or leave them uncovered even when the heart that's its constant spring stops to beat. When in...