Poem

Finding a pearl in sea
Finding gold in a mine
Finding the greatest invention
To write about life is more difficult.
Life intrigues me so much
It confuses, it affirms me
It muses, it concerns me
At times it works, other it fails.


Like a toddler
I can go on and on
Singing about life
When the life has just begun.
I never thought I will write
And Speak my mind
Enjoy the thoughts
That had always bothered.
And make others nod
That they too had faced.
They never faced life,
Only searched through it
For treasures and wealth.


Like a river I flow
Through the plains and curves
For “that” reason in life
Unaware of Life is Flow
Unaware of Life in Flow.
When I meet the ocean
It strikes, oh! This was life.
But nonetheless, I pour
Rush into the sea
For I had realized, life is also to give.

© Sweta Gupta

Another poem...

One morning I find myself
In front of a vast ocean
Very calm and serene
Everywhere blue and green
The horizon far away
A very thin line separates the sky
So peaceful the sight
If I were to choose
I would choose this tranquility.

© Sweta Gupta

You see what you want to see…

It is not what the eyes see; it is what your mind speaks.
It is not what the way it is; it is what you want it to be.
It is not what is written; it is what somebody has seen.
It is not what you are doing, it is what you want to do.
There is nothing as circumstances. It is YOUR choice.

Your choice to accept the way it is.
Your choice to see what the mind speaks.
Your choice to read the written.
Your choice to make a choice.
There is nothing as circumstances. It is YOUR choice.

© Sweta Gupta