The basis of our existence
Changes a lot of things,
For us and others.
It can break us down to the last fragment
Give us the strength to pick up
Every tiny piece of us
To stand tall again.
It can blow as a mighty storm
Be the calm that follows.
A gentle caress,
To show it cares.
It is an enigma in itself.
It can make or break us.
It can torment,Fantasize,
Create a magic world,
Where in, the pain becomes a pleasure.
Like a whirpool, it can suck us right in
No one wishes to escape its pull.
For, A life without love, is a life not lived.
Knowing it, we all fall in love.
It exists in many forms and shapes.
It teaches us what ...
Along the walks of life
We come across many
At cross roads
Sometimes we click
Find a rhythm.
Yet another times they
Lend silent support
We work together
We hang out
As partners in crime.
To some we open up
We bare ourselves
Find a soulmate.
we are a family.
Yet at times we are just two different people.
With everyone though,
We connect at some level.
Each passerby leaves a mark.
We belong with each other under strangest circumstance.
This is what keeps us alive
Make us believe, hope
In luck, fate, destiny
And ultimately in life.
Is it not you and me
But you with her .
Is the reason
All my love should be for him but not you.
Will we ever be together
Not a maybe but a must.
Self respect holds a big part in their value system.
It is not overt signs of deference but an implicit sentiment.
Do not take “Respect” for granted .. it might mean “Life” for few.
Iam not a quitter
I will find the real you
Who worked miracles on me.
Who made me believe that love always finds its way.
Who showed me how to trust second chances.
Who said “ I want to wait and see where time leads us and if we have a chance of ‘Together’.
Keep me with you as long as it takes”
Who spoke about seeing my
“ I just woke up face everyday”.
Who spokes volumes about getting engaged.. cooking together .. having a daughter.
Who wanted to me to think about “ lifelong “ and
“Forever “come what may.
Baby steps towards each other is what we agreed to isn’t it ?
“Take all the time.. but say its gonna be US “ - You said.
Even if the wind has taken you from me
I will tear th...
Every now and then
My mind plays tricks on me
I find myself traversing a dark alley
Seeking the light beyond
Imagination runs wild
I see shimmer and shine
Buttteflies flutter past
Painting colours on canvas
Blood gushes through my veins
Redding the pale of my cheeks
Hope strikes a hand
Every time It is you.
Is it possible to love a person over and again ?
Through everything and remain the same throughout?
The sun sets behind a peak
Leaving an eerie glow behind.
I feel the scent of you
I hear you whisper my name
Floods traverse the valley
Filling every crack and scar.
I look in your eyes and see
A vast ocean with treasures beyond
Hidden in its depths is calm
I stumble and ...
It is strange what I feel
Even more is why?
It is painful
Yet the heart seeks more.
Like an unsurmountable grain to an ant
Challenging boulders block my way
Yet the heart desires
To break them all.
Miles to travel
Seas to cross
Filed with sense of loss
Over something that never was.
Love is never about possession ain't it ?
More about taking chances
And letting it all go..
For even scarier than getting hurt,
Is when you don't fall at all.
Kiss a lot of frogs to your prince
Is what they say.
Right now it's distant and far away
One day it will be my bay.
For love falters at times
And mine is a simple wish
A day when everything will be alright
And we will be together.
I am a stranger to myself.
Like sea and salt,
You are entwined in me.
I have dreams
Of you and me together
Making a home.
I replay it every day,
Waiting for you to come,
Of unexpected love,
A simple gesture,
Makes me forget the world .
And the pain of waiting washes away.
Will you come and ease the pain?
Will you cover me with your embrance?
Will you come home ? to me ?
It may happen,
Or may remain a dream.
I will not waste my time worrying.
What if i had never met you in this life?
Now i have the pleasure of dreaming about you.
I will continue living with you in my every breath.
I will continue to carry you in my every thought.
When dark clouds of pain looms,
When heart shudders like thunder,
When ego casts its shadow in lightning,
Tears veil up as rain,
And drops fall down as we cry.
In profound moments of deep silence,
That rain offers to everyone,
A little sadness comes alongside.
As the falling pearls hit the earth,
A lovely fragrance fills us,
Enveloping us in a serene mood
And a little sunshine follows through.
Every moment is an experience
It is the nature.
My heart, Why do you shy away from this?
Savor it and see the sunshine !
Something that has not come to my lips,
Just peeks through my eyes.
It teases me .. sometimes you.
It seeks few words,
It wraps around a voice,
And tries to kiss my lips.
It remains a feeling.
Like a sweet fragrance floating in the air.
A fragrance that indulges you and me.
It can be still.
Like the calmness of deep blue ocean.
Where everything inside us feels alive.
Nothing is hidden in this world.
Except this one.
A secret within the depths of me.
Revealed on;y to you.
Cut down on negativity :
1. Stop Complaining:
When we focus on the bad things we have,
When we focus on whining about the situations we are in,
No good is going to come out of it.
No one is going to like to hear us complain for long.
Stop wallowing in self pity and work on self betterment.
Worrying about the past is not going to change what has happened.
Worrying about now is not going to help- Rather do what is necessary.
Worrying about the future is worst form of self negativity.
Do what is required of you such that you need not worry ever.
3. Self doubt:
Doubting yourself is the worst punishment you can give to your body, mind ...
I have decided
To "Let go" of
The constant fear.
To " Conquer"
The inner demons.
The mind tricks.
To " Embrace"
To "Focus" on
Everyone passes through a phase in life,
Where everything seems to fail,
Where we make bad judgments,
Where we are beaten up ,
Where we feel alone.
The miracle is in accepting the flaws and working for betterment.
The miracle is in hoping and believing.
The miracle is in willingness...
24 hours in a day,
Is what everyone has got.
Some choose to live their dreams,
Whilst others dream their lives.
It is our choice how we spend each hour.
What we make out of it is up to us.
We are social being none the less ,
We are bound by our choices, not mistakes.
Live like a Roman when in Rome ,
Is for those who take it in the literal sense.
We are answerable to laws- laws of nature and laws of human.
As long as we have them covered, nothing matters
We are responsible for our actions not others' opinions.
Our life is so delicate that,
We are all just a heart break away .
It can topple us over.
It can change everything we have ever - got and built.
We can nev...
Any day can be our day
To places we can go away.
All we need is
The breath of life
A brain so wise.
We need to push ahead
Through the boulders and tread.
We should keep the inner fire burning
With the urge to achieve churning.
We define ourselves
We complete ourselves.
Seldom we need acceptance
Of family and friends.
We have to prove
Only to our inner selves.
We are our own sculptor and master
Our own slave and judge.
Our conscience is the key
To contentment and peace.
The path will not be easy
The road may not be rosy.
We may lurch
We may skid
We have to steady ourselves and keep moving.
No road is easy if it is worth the travel.
Only stability defines th...
Our life can be a book
With a Story that is often beyond our control
All we need to do is sit back and breeze through it
The pages can be plenty or few
Can be old or new.
Sometimes it can be a thriller
And we wish it was thinner
Or It can be a fantasy
And we wish it was fuller .
Sometimes it can be real creep
And make us weep.
For days might pass on to months and years.
Or it can be colorful and magical
With every minute so whimsical.
It can be an emotional roller coaster
We acquiesce and succumb
With each beckoning
Albeit we run, filled with trepidation.
Nah, we cannot skip chapters
We cannot jump into conclusions
So the least we can do..
Is enjoy living each p...
On a journey toward nothing
I feel alone and lost
Miserable and imbecilic.
Purposelessly and aimlessly
Searching for my lost soul.
Who am i
I do not know anymore
Will i rediscover myself ?
Do my dreams matter?
They seem distant and unreal
Unworthy and non existent.
Anything and everthing
That ever mattered
Have lost their charm and appeal.
Why did i embark on this path
Waging a war
Within myself and everything outside ?
No further can i go
I have no energy to fight
I am tired and sick of it all.
One of the many mysteries of life.
Harder stronger and tougher
I need to push against all odds
If i quit now,
How will i k...
Who is she ?
Her take at " Love" means
Long romantic nights,
Miss you messages,
Stars and fairy tales,
Lurch in the heart,
Skipping a beat,
Butterflies in stomach,
Tug of war in bed,
All of it and more.
She wants someone who listens, understands ,
Makes her laugh and tingle at the same time.
Deals with her madness and moods.
Sees rainbows when she's a rebel.
Like a calm facade over stormy skies,
Her tranquil in temper fit.
A paradise where s...
September 2, 2018
#SkylarkChallenge 154 :
# Bright, coat, shoes, moustache, glass
It dawned bright.
Considering the might storm day before.
It is one of those wild winters this year.
And most days were dull and grey.
The light poured in.
He woke up exhilarated.
Warmth spread inside and outside.
He moved the curtains and watched.
Flecks of snow flew everywhere.
As a cardinal whipped its wings and hit a branch.
A new day had arrived.
He went up and about his drill.
He liked routine, the constancy, the reward.
He is a simple man, with less needs and contented heart.
Every day intrigued him.
He looked in the mirror and decided.
It was time to change his...
Nothing says "Home" like your own private space.
And this is what it is !
A place where you can just pour yourself out.
No one to reprove or admonish.
No one to muddle or interrupt.
Just you and your thoughts.
And that place my baby, is called Writers abode.
You may not be a great poet or an acclaimed author.
Who cares ?
Your work may not top the best seller list.
So what ?
You may never get it published.
Whats the blame ?
Spill out like a decanter and walk away free .
And trust me baby, you will be proud when you look back.
There are not many who pursue their dreams.
For not many discover their needs.
At least you are one step ahead of them.
What if you cannot be a p...
Is She is an image of a strong woman ?
A persona of fire and storm
Who's shedding her past and stepping to future
Or stripping all walls and breaking the boundaries. .
A glimpse into a new world
With a baggage from the past
She is prepared to face all.. with a smile so bewitching. .
Is she just a pretty damsel ?
Vibrant and beautiful.. mesmerising and mysterious
Cascade of hair like ripples in water
Falling in waves and caressing her shoulders
Willowy frame and sparkly skin
Made heads turn as she breezed past
Is there more to her than enticement ?
Is she a lonely wanderer in search of a beacon ?
Who dreams of castles in sand
And waits for her Prince charming
Who spins tales of love and we...
For some people happiness is a complexity
It's not about just one thing
Not about achieving a target
Not about earning in leaps and bounds
Not about professional satisfaction
Not about big degrees
Not about falling in love
Not the love of one person could satisfy them
For them its a mystery
It's a web of many things - Indecipherable and incomprehensible
There's a lot of background work innumerable efforts
Leaving them exhausted
To them its not about the quest or pursuit of happiness
It's an inner feeling and the satisfaction that matters !
Friends for life !
Speak, we may not often
But you are etched in dusty corners of my fettered mind.
The dust only shrouds the brilliance of thine memories.
It can once again be polished to a shine.
Whenever we choose to.
For we are unicorns , seldom begotten
The mindless cups of teas
The midnight coffee breaks
The senseless blabbering
And endless bickering
The long walks and colorful umbrellas
The shady trees and food joints
We cherished and thrived
To make this day possible..!
A day to look back and feel ..
Never distressing but always delightful !
Floral and feminine sensual and sweet
Sultry and warm yet cool and icy
Confident and androgynous still appealing and sexy
Soft as silk and coarse as gravel
Like smoky woods and foggy morning
Like dew drops and dazzling sunlight
Spicy ..peppery ..bold ..vivid
Spring colours on an Autumn twilight
It's all about..
A woman who's about being herself
Who Settles down for nothing less
She shakes her own earth tests her own limits
Milking every ounce of her strength
Grasping all that comes her way
An enigma she is to herself as well the rest.
Show me your madness
Silence me with your lips
Grab me like I'm only yours
Hold me like I belong to you
Fit me snugly within you
Drown me in your passion
Let me feel you for all and more
For Time is never enough..
Make my senses surrender
Let me go pliant and fluid
Engulf me with your demands
Devour me with a raw need
Command me with your love
And fill me with lust
A primal urgency is what we shall have
Sixteen or sixty !
Sometimes I really can't find the right words to tell you
How crazy i am on you
Yes..I might hurt you.. but never intentionally
Coz I'm not your better half..but a mirror image..
Of yourself..and hence we are one and same !
Every single tear that you shed
Shows me that you need me
I'm your only obsession
And I know you will take me..
Giving is not a choice I have ..
Grabbing me is what you will do !
There's always this one place for us
Required at one point in life time
Where we can pour out ourselves
Despite the consequences
May it be some deepest fantasy
Which could be silly. .unattainable
Or some random thought
A bad mood day..cranky emotions
Or some day when we just want to talk talk and talk
Or keep on writing..
And this place is one sacred abode
A sanctuary for the broad and narrow
For the succinct and nebulous
Coz.. we have the varieties
For those who need, the immunity of anonymity
Like minded friends and people who listen. .!
#Lettrs is a blessing from above #
For those who need just this.. with love for words !
He #04# And it all comes to this
He wasn't the community material
No belief in cohesion, bonding
No interest in raising a family
He did not rely on trust
He couldn't thrive on compromise and adjustment
He was scared of failure
Of betraying a commitment
All these principles he believed as his
The ideas he had portrayed himself to be
The virtues he thought he was made of
Every single one of them shattered the moment he saw her
There..in the lawn near a white picket fence
Playing with her dog with a water hose in hand
In between tended grass and colourful pansies
A small neat house..just like her.. full of life
There he took his breath away..
With Sun glinting through her golden waves
He was someone with a lot of pretenses
To him Trust was flipside of betrayal
He had lost his compassion somewhere along the way
He no longer believed in intimacies of life
To him war and peace was another form of reality
Pain was yet another perception
Yet he seemed to be drawn to her
While he focussed on the harsher shades
She captured the lively glitz
While he was contented with solitude
She thrived on a party
Her slow moving relaxed life was a constant competition
To his fast paced power packed brain
While he spent physical force just by thinking,
She didn't break a sweat even after a hard day..
Nature's irony was what it was
Her easiness merged just like it was meant to be ...