It just seemed another of those days when the sun showed its presence in the east
Little was I know that as the day progressed it was to be a key turning point
A time for me to have a re-look at the world as I had evolved over the ages
The time was ripe for me to establish a new direction and move away from mirages
When I wonder about the events in the past many seem a repetition
As I seemed to have got absorbed in the rhythm despite the many distraction
Life had taken me, yet apart in its fold there was an uncertain rectitude
As I wonder how do I pay back at all the beautiful moments of gratitude
As I lived and inhabited the alleys in my attempt to establish some allies
Little was I to know that more often than not, many would yet remember a folly
As the sweet nectar lets go the possessed honey amidst the morning dew
Realization sank in that minority are the wise who seem to live life with a clue
It was one of those moments that seem to be ever waiting at the door
As my eyes closed amidst the memories reliving the old folklore
It was a sudden connect that seemed to reflect and bare it all
It was the moment that I was waiting for when I finally found my call
Life had finally found a purpose, a mission to look forward to
As I finally progressed on to a new journey with a sense of determination anew
A life had resurrected and replayed back the events of the now seemingly distant past
The difference was the future seemed to have found forever a refreshing new cast.
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Divine Splendor
It was the moment that I was waiting for in months
When I could catch a glimpse of your divine occurrence
The glow on your face, the cute mischievous smiles
The beautiful eyes could attract me from miles
Your charm radiated and magnified your presence
Your calmness did not reflect any hint of pretense
Your trust reflected your inherent innocence
Your exuberance made me want to cast a protective fence
Your could by your touch give complex to the softest of petals
You could by your looks create and make one indulge in desire
You could by your sweet voice inspire one to sing a melody
You could by your magnetic eyes ensure building an instant tie
It did seem a wonder how you managed to keep yourself light
Despite a long journey in flight that kept us wonder about your plight
It was a treat for my sight and I could no longer differentiate day and night
The magnificence of the light made the environment joyful and bright
I long to participate in this dream as it slowly uncovers and unfolds
I understand there will be experiences over which I would have no hold
I believe the unique intensity would gradually take over and enable the mould
As the memories warms up one’s moments on which they have been completely sold!
When I could catch a glimpse of your divine occurrence
The glow on your face, the cute mischievous smiles
The beautiful eyes could attract me from miles
Your charm radiated and magnified your presence
Your calmness did not reflect any hint of pretense
Your trust reflected your inherent innocence
Your exuberance made me want to cast a protective fence
Your could by your touch give complex to the softest of petals
You could by your looks create and make one indulge in desire
You could by your sweet voice inspire one to sing a melody
You could by your magnetic eyes ensure building an instant tie
It did seem a wonder how you managed to keep yourself light
Despite a long journey in flight that kept us wonder about your plight
It was a treat for my sight and I could no longer differentiate day and night
The magnificence of the light made the environment joyful and bright
I long to participate in this dream as it slowly uncovers and unfolds
I understand there will be experiences over which I would have no hold
I believe the unique intensity would gradually take over and enable the mould
As the memories warms up one’s moments on which they have been completely sold!
Birth of a Child
It just seemed to be another of those moments
But unwittingly it was the start of a new journey
A new life was growing within that signaled a new turn
A first time entry into a reality that knew no looking back
The end of freedom regards my preferences of wrong and right
It was difficult to comprehend about others feelings for my plight
It was the start of the end for my periodic fantasies of flight
Reality was staring back at me as if challenging my might
The first few days were spent in a mix of anxiety and joy
The advice from close ones came thick and fast similar to a ploy
Wisdom comes with experience though each one is unique
As I learnt that the baby steps into parenthood needed a cast lined up every week
The pathologist were ready with their reports on my blood count
The gynecologist monitored the progress and ensured that my stress did not mount
The dietician provided advice regards the recommended diet ignoring my pleas
The friendly physician was ever present with tidbits worth the time spent
The first few months passed away and fortunately was incident free
Which I later discovered seemed like a boon from the wish fulfilling tree
I began to wonder at all the piece of advice coming all around my way
I largely seemed skeptical regards their relevance in my self induced play
Little did I know that nature always has the last say
Every action has a reaction just like night follows day
As the months progressed the baby seemed to tighten its iron grip
Moments seemed hours and now I was ready to try out every tip
The day was fast approaching and my feet were slowly giving away
There was no choice of whether or not to decide on putting my food away
The liquid intake was just as necessary as my increased trips to be free
The loss of control regards my movement seemed to be the ultimate decree
It seemed to be another day when there was a sharp never experienced pain
It seemed the world was going around and my cries were going in vain
I could not think of any emotions other than disdain as I begin to go insane
When life seemed to turn around in a moment and washed away all my strain
The baby was out and it seemed that I was a free bird completely light
When the first breath and cry of the baby was a joy to my sight
A journey had ended but the flowering of the baby was just the start
A start of a binding relationship that no other experience can forever part!
But unwittingly it was the start of a new journey
A new life was growing within that signaled a new turn
A first time entry into a reality that knew no looking back
The end of freedom regards my preferences of wrong and right
It was difficult to comprehend about others feelings for my plight
It was the start of the end for my periodic fantasies of flight
Reality was staring back at me as if challenging my might
The first few days were spent in a mix of anxiety and joy
The advice from close ones came thick and fast similar to a ploy
Wisdom comes with experience though each one is unique
As I learnt that the baby steps into parenthood needed a cast lined up every week
The pathologist were ready with their reports on my blood count
The gynecologist monitored the progress and ensured that my stress did not mount
The dietician provided advice regards the recommended diet ignoring my pleas
The friendly physician was ever present with tidbits worth the time spent
The first few months passed away and fortunately was incident free
Which I later discovered seemed like a boon from the wish fulfilling tree
I began to wonder at all the piece of advice coming all around my way
I largely seemed skeptical regards their relevance in my self induced play
Little did I know that nature always has the last say
Every action has a reaction just like night follows day
As the months progressed the baby seemed to tighten its iron grip
Moments seemed hours and now I was ready to try out every tip
The day was fast approaching and my feet were slowly giving away
There was no choice of whether or not to decide on putting my food away
The liquid intake was just as necessary as my increased trips to be free
The loss of control regards my movement seemed to be the ultimate decree
It seemed to be another day when there was a sharp never experienced pain
It seemed the world was going around and my cries were going in vain
I could not think of any emotions other than disdain as I begin to go insane
When life seemed to turn around in a moment and washed away all my strain
The baby was out and it seemed that I was a free bird completely light
When the first breath and cry of the baby was a joy to my sight
A journey had ended but the flowering of the baby was just the start
A start of a binding relationship that no other experience can forever part!
Hint of Emotion
A life on the frills with an ounce of thrill
As one goes for the kill by following the daily drill
As one would like to just gaze at the open sky
As it seems to reach out in an embrace and dissolve my cries
The silence within although not without a sigh
The depth of thought that just seems to go nowhere
The journey that seems to be coiled up in a maze
The hope of a more stable day seems to be miles away
The pangs of hunger makes me go down under
The need to quench my thirst and not a drop around
The legs go weak as I wander for the truth that I seek
The surreal world seems to reflect its optical illusion
The truth around me seems to paint a starker reality
The endless wait for a moment of everlasting glory
The need to establish my identity and retain my sanity
As I need to ensure that my values retain their sanctity
I need to imagine and not just gaze into the crystal
As I wonder about a tomorrow where I see no sorrow
The attractions float around me weakening my resolve
The core stands out as a rock stable without a block
The need to act and not put up an act
The need to fight back and not just develop a crack
The need to nurture and create a different future
Letting loose the past baggage of emotion seems the only cure
The subtle difference between the push and the pull
The challenges of the moment that seems just a pretense
The uncertainty of the future as distinct from the past
All seems history as there echoes the final silence from the blast
As one goes for the kill by following the daily drill
As one would like to just gaze at the open sky
As it seems to reach out in an embrace and dissolve my cries
The silence within although not without a sigh
The depth of thought that just seems to go nowhere
The journey that seems to be coiled up in a maze
The hope of a more stable day seems to be miles away
The pangs of hunger makes me go down under
The need to quench my thirst and not a drop around
The legs go weak as I wander for the truth that I seek
The surreal world seems to reflect its optical illusion
The truth around me seems to paint a starker reality
The endless wait for a moment of everlasting glory
The need to establish my identity and retain my sanity
As I need to ensure that my values retain their sanctity
I need to imagine and not just gaze into the crystal
As I wonder about a tomorrow where I see no sorrow
The attractions float around me weakening my resolve
The core stands out as a rock stable without a block
The need to act and not put up an act
The need to fight back and not just develop a crack
The need to nurture and create a different future
Letting loose the past baggage of emotion seems the only cure
The subtle difference between the push and the pull
The challenges of the moment that seems just a pretense
The uncertainty of the future as distinct from the past
All seems history as there echoes the final silence from the blast
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Memory
Just what is the concept that we recall as memory
Thoughts that never seem to disappear in a hurry
Experiences of the past as a legacy that one has to carry
Yet moves beyond boundaries recorded as a part of history
There are some moments that one may like to forever bury
Yet the same raises its head and brings out one’s fury
There are some who would rather forget and are wary
Of the instances of the past recorded in a forgotten diary
The laughter and the cries, shared sorrows and the sighs
Caressing of the feather as one enjoyed the bright sunny weather
Moments spent together that never could foresee any conflict
The challenges of destiny that slowly let the boat drift
The moments are rare that we truly and deeply treasure
Rarer the emotions that we feel when the soul truly bares
As the situations begins to stare and slowly pulls you in the lair
Move beyond the drop of tear and show how much you truly care
The show needs to go on, and the stage gets reset after the storm
The past though worn need not be spent in a state of forlorn
There is no need to mourn for every moment gets reborn
Rather blow loud the horn than fear of stepping on the thorn!
Thoughts that never seem to disappear in a hurry
Experiences of the past as a legacy that one has to carry
Yet moves beyond boundaries recorded as a part of history
There are some moments that one may like to forever bury
Yet the same raises its head and brings out one’s fury
There are some who would rather forget and are wary
Of the instances of the past recorded in a forgotten diary
The laughter and the cries, shared sorrows and the sighs
Caressing of the feather as one enjoyed the bright sunny weather
Moments spent together that never could foresee any conflict
The challenges of destiny that slowly let the boat drift
The moments are rare that we truly and deeply treasure
Rarer the emotions that we feel when the soul truly bares
As the situations begins to stare and slowly pulls you in the lair
Move beyond the drop of tear and show how much you truly care
The show needs to go on, and the stage gets reset after the storm
The past though worn need not be spent in a state of forlorn
There is no need to mourn for every moment gets reborn
Rather blow loud the horn than fear of stepping on the thorn!
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