Diya Alwani

Born with the cries, In the  beds so small, First breathe to final sighs, He hustles in it all! Different roads, different ways, Man works hard, night and days, To earn his bread, to claim the place And to win money in a daily race. Some wear suits, some carry sacks, Some mend hearts, some fit tracks. One seeks a desk, with papers piled, other toils in fields, under sun wiled! The destination is clear and so bright, Man chases money, day and night. For family's sake or the relatives fake, Some build castles and some earn steak. One thing he forgets, in the journey unclear, The master is waiting at the end so clear. Light at the end of tunnel, so bright, Where all paths will merge, in one pure light. The theme of the poem is the sole idea by Vinay Moryani. He is a keen seeker of spirituality and walks on the path of the same. I have turn his ideas into words and further mending into a complete poem!

 The divine light, That shines so bright, Wanted to be loved, And created his beloved. His beloved was the man, Into the realm, he ran, Unknowing of the glow,  He carried in his own. The spirit he carried inside, Was the part of the supreme insight. Embodying the light of the true,      He never knew, even out of the blue. Some able to realize, And some not. That being part of the divine, They tied a knot. No matter how far, But he will be a part. From the divine's power, One can never grow apart.

  In a world of friendship, so rare to find I met a soul, so pretty and kind. Her name is Vaani, my dearest friend, A bond that will never bend or end.   Long curly hair and eyes that shine, With lashes that catch the sun's design. A smile worth more than a million gold, And a pretty face, both young and bold.   Though she's my junior and age is just a guise, In her presence, it's a sweet surprise. While others her age seek some mischievous play Vaani just stands out in her own way.   She doesn't just praise me, that's not her way, She checks my errors and keeps me at bay. Advice she gives with wisdom's grace In life's up and downs, a steady embrace.   Our endless chats, a friendship blend In vaults of secrets, they'll never end. With Vaani, my secrets are no fun, I spill my updates, all at once.   I cherish the moments when she seeks my aid, Whether that's homework or anything that's made. It's like I'm her older sister, so keen With sha...