(‘Brother Square-Toes’—Rewards and Fairies)

If you can keep your head when all about you
    Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
    But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
    Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
    And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
    If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
    And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
    Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
    And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
    And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
    And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
    To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
    Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
    Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
    If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
    With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
    And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!

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Who never dreamt, never won

Who told you can’t climb hills,
For if no one dreamt, no one could,
Who told you can’t swim oceans,
For if no one dreamt, no one could,
The wind so eager to blow you back,
Who told you can’t stand tall,
The hails kept pushing you down,
Did you give up even then?
The sun could do all but tire you,
But you stood there all the same,
You never lost the hope,
Nothing could snatch your dream,
You laughed at them, for all their might,
Nothing could make you slim,
Your dreams kept you awake for nights,
Do you think, these could make you sway?
You laughed at them with all the pride,
Not even the mountains did in your path lay
Nothing could ever drown your voice,
When even wind was growling with its own,
Who told you can’t bury its voice,
For if no one dreamt, no one shone..
Dreams made you alive and you know it well,
For if no one dreamt, no one won! 😀

The Walk

And it was a beautiful day,

Clouds swarming the sky, with a soft breeze passing away,

Leaves and petals flowing with the breeze,

And in the vast field as I lay,

The vastness of the sky makes me look so tiny,

And when I try to get up and look ahead,

I only see a road far far away..


If only, I could have the strength to walk through it all,

If only, I could have the strength to stand by the tide,

The moments would have been easier if only I had some support..

If only, I could sail smoothly through this rough and bumpy ride..


Why do things seem complicated when they never are,

The problems may count to be many, but so are the stars,

That doesn’t mean the sky doesn’t look beautiful in the night,

You have the strength you never knew, just pull on with all your might.


All it needs is a final blow, to take you all the way,

Faith is the key to all the troubles.

The ride may be rough and the sky may be dark,

But the bright rays will surely come,

Till then lighten a candle, and continue the walk. 

Go for the kill

I have had enough of walking down the dark road,

for now, when I can see the light of hope,

I needn’t shut myself out from the world and cry,

Its time to shout out and stop the lies..

Oh yeah, I wanna live my life with hopes and desires,

the goal may be distant and far to go,

but its time to get up from the ground and show,

I may be weak at times & longer than I know,

but, once I get strong, the weakness starts looking shallow!


So, its time to stop groaning with pain of efforts,

and give the efforts one more push,

for the goal may be far and too far to work,

but at least now I want to face my fears

& face the tiger hidden in the bush.


The light of hope, though how dim, it may seem,

I have to hold it tight for that only does matter and will,

for, the strength I have gained and whatever I have now left..

Its time to stand up high & Go for the kill!

Yours is the world

Infants to Toddlers and then to kids…

We grew up according to the wishes the world most fit..

Seldom did we care what gave us the joy..

When satisfying others left our lives with a void….


Why can’t we just do away with those etiquette & shout!

Why do every time we have to look whether we are being a fool..

The world is ours & ours to go out..

And do what things we really mean, and not just what is cool!!


Sing loudly & Shout as if no one is watching..

They won’t care when you are not around,

So, why the hell you don’t treat yourself as a king?

Spread your wings and fly as if the sky belongs to you..

For none the matter, its your life & just DO what it matters to YOU!!


Get out of the rat race & think for yourself..

Is it going to help being at the place all want to be,

Or rather the place you need not later share..

Stop comparing yourself with others, for that will do no good…

You are unique and, seriously, it won’t matter nor it should..


A world where no one compares you to others..

And for once no one decides you by looking at your face..

Well, life is a journey, & moreover

Just get out of this damn rat race!!


Be yourself..

& Not what others want you to be..

For when you end your life & leave this place..

Others won’t matter, but what you made yourself, will be the key!


Yash Sinha


Yours is the destiny

No time to lose

No time to stop…

No time to cry,

or feel sorry..

You can’t regret what you did

nor even can you worry..

Coz this is the time

to walk to your strength

Rock the world, prove who you are

cross the road across its length..

Show them, you are not just a name..

You are not that easy to tame!!

Hit them hard, but not with arms

Your success will be a slap, making their faces warm…

Toil hard coz you can’t afford to lose..

Yours is the destiny, and that is what you choose!!!


Yash Sinha