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Sunny Mittal Poems
You Can Never Raise Yourself Much, By Co...
You can never raise yourself much, by comparing yourself with others, today you are trying to outdo someone, tomorrow you will be bothered,
Don't Waste Food
Hundreds and thousands have toiled under the scorching sun of summer, to grow the food which so comfortably we eat. think of food as the fruit of labor of thousands of hours, rather than just rice and wheat.
Life is a mystery
Life is a mystery, comes from future, runs in present, and goes to history,
At The Touch Of Your Love
At the touch of your love, i have become a poet, and nothing more i seek of you, now a days whole of my time,
Success's Sweet Fruit He Is Bound To Tas...
A man with firm faith, who can keep patience, and is free of all haste,
For The Lovely Friends
Materialistic gifts to some matter, but they matter little to me, what I like is you stop and wait, even if you can go ahead without me.
Dreams and Hope
Dreams show and guide us where to go, hope takes us wherever we want to go, without dreams there is no way to go, without hope there is no way we can go.
I am a wanderer, i am a wanderer
I am a wanderer, i am a wanderer, i belong to every place, every place belongs to me, all are one and the same,
Oh bright star, oh bright star
To Rajat Gupta..... Oh bright star, oh bright star, somewhere else you should have landed, somewhere else you should have ended,
The history boy, the mystery boy
The history boy, the mystery boy, has decided to bid us goodbye, always full of energy and enthusiasm, quite a source of inspiration and joy,
There Used To Be Days
There used to be days, when i was a witty and humorous guy, that i could make people laugh, until they start to cry,
This is wonderland
This is wonderland, this is wonderland, lets walk together, common hold the hands.
To My Sweet Little Town
Oh my sweet little town, Shinning like a diamond in the king's crown like a glorious past i have left you, for most of the time i am not with you,
Just Like The Days When I Used To Be A C...
The desire is intense, the passion is wild, just like the days, when i used to be a child.
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You Can Never Raise Yourself Much, By Comapring Yourself With Others
You can never raise yourself much,
by comparing yourself with others,
today you are trying to outdo someone,
tomorrow you will be bothered,
by the achievements of some other.
You will be happy and bloat with joy,
on the day when you beat the people,
about whom you have started to bother,
but then you will feel sad and doomed,
when you will be outdone by the others.
just sit and think for a moment,
would the world have seen great works,
of Einstein, newton and wright brothers,
had they spent all their time thinking,
how many fish ...