MIND 

I am happy to see your lovely face 

Slowly wreathing in a pleasant smile 

But remember my dear.....

Even behind the blissful smile 

A strain of melancholy is hidden 

Unaware,seen only when poked 

But none bothers to probe. 

Everyone takes everything for granted 

The ways of the world have been so 

Ever since the beginning. 

We the wise so vegetate 

Forgetting the real goal of life 

Forgoing all the values which are 

The ground of all human endeavors. 

Shall we ever realize the futility?

And return to the real being 

I hope the time will come to everyone 

To realize the folly of only 

Running after the mundane pleasures. 

Even though the ladder is there 

For us to climb up to the skies 

But always we climb down 

Towards nadir denying the zenith. 

For we are afraid to face the ultimate reality 

The true core of human existence 

And his abode. Muster all courage 

Face it,live it and conquer it

Always be filled with the feeling 

That we can and we will,then 

Success will be ours in the end. 

George of the woods