Monday, June 3, 2013

Poem 883. Perfect thing

                       Perfect thing
I had such a nice feeling about some thing
But sadly in life we can never able to understand any thing
When that thing turn out to be totally different thing
We are so confuse when we don't able to guess proper thing
But in life we always need to understand one thing
When we do some thing new we bound to guess wrong thing
There is no cause to get upset about so wrong thing
But we are never ready for guessing wrong thing
When we all start to do totally fresh and new thing
We just have one feeling we wish that we learn easily new thing
And that is when every thing start to turn into wrong in new thing
We can never able to turn in life properly that new thing
Because we are just ready for any nice and pleasant thing
We never able to guess what may turn wrong in that thing
There is never any way or any source in life in finding some thing
Which just possess good and perfect nice thing
But in life we all just want good side of everything
When we left old thing for new one we hope that we find good thing
But one thing is common in each and every thing
That there is always fault in each and every thing
When it is old we just get use to it's fault in every thing
And slowly we get so use to them that we don't see wrong in that thing
But in case of new thing fault are so new that we think it'a faulty thing
So try with patience when your thing is new then only you like new thing
Life is never easy for you or for me if fact is easy word suit for nothing
But if view it in proper way we will not find problem in every thing
So life will be so nice but still we can't able to find perfect thing
Because we want perfect new thing when we don't even have perfect old thing
If old thing is not perfect then why do we need perfect new thing
Because in life you can never able to get perfect thing
If you want in life you can search for diamond or anything
You can get it all but you can never get a faultless perfect thing
Because in life there is nothing which can be called perfect thing
Each thing has it's fault so one which you called perfect thing
Other may hate it and call it most imperfect thing but
In this life it is up to you to decide what is proper way of your life
Because each and every day you see new colour of life
Which may harm you but still you feel they are so perfect for your life
Just look around you can clearly see every one want freedom for their life
But still every one was stuck because they do want to be insulted in life
But when you start some thing insult comes first and if you don't change
Do you feel you can get sure success in life from my heart I think
Every one must deserve freedom in their life I am so sure I am freedom fighter
Of life who want every one to have what ever they like
I said many things and talked many things but one day when
Some person for whom I care like my sister choose other road of life
Why did at that moment I can't find easy to accept that change
Do you think we all just tell other and make just tall claims
When our life went ahead we just always want to claim we fight for freedom
On each and every day we say that we are so modern and straight in life
But our friend took different way we just feel we are disagreed with this change of life
So from that I never claim I have some modern and fresh view in life
Because sadly I have understood my those views are not that strong about life.

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