Whenever you see a person who seems to be in apparent distress
Are you going to be among the first ones to exploit an inherent weakness?
Are you going to be the first one to provide a helping hard of caress?
Or do you only get reminded of your own seemingly high levels of stress?
Are you going to be reminded of your own unending prowess?
As you discover in self the ability to rescue a man in his time of duress?
Are you going to inspire a man to reach new heights of success?
Or do you only get reminded of each time you landed yourself in a mess?
Life forever is like a dress, with ever-changing colors and size
It is not always that one knows clearly what is the final prize
It forever encourages you to try on the various experiences it unfolds
Some of it may leave you cold, the others strengthens you to be bold
Some of it unravels the wonders of joy and creation
As you encourage another soul in their search of evolution
It just requires a basic re-look at one’s own expectation
That may perennially demand your attention to let go a life of limitation!
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Innocence
Ah! The essence of Innocence
The essence without any sense of pretense
The essence which seeks no consonance
The essence which speaks only sense
Ah! The bliss of ignorance
The essence that only seeks convergence
The essence that unconsciously avoids dissonance
The essence that does not seek a mask in airy curtain
Ah! The bliss of ignorance
Ah! The essence of Innocence
The essence without any sense of pretense
The essence which seeks no consonance
The essence which speaks only sense
Ah! The bliss of ignorance
The essence that only seeks convergence
The essence that unconsciously avoids dissonance
The essence that does not seek a mask in airy curtain
Ah! The bliss of ignorance
Ah! The essence of Innocence
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Re-Discovery
One of my friends just asked me on tips to develop more humor
The reason quoted was to wake up from a very long stupor
The outcome intended was witty, but the circumstances faced were one of pity
What do you think should one do when one continues to encounter calamity?
Life may be at cross-roads, but should one be cross with the roads
Life’s moments may be filled up thinking up butter and bread, but do you let away your life to be shred
The long lasting grass grows and sways with the wind, but does one leave his mind to forever find
And discover the forgotten wisdom of the ages experienced now just as a life size mirage
The stage was set for the eventual drama to gradually unfold
The mystery of the moment for a moment left me cold
I found it difficult to accept that the story though very bold
Did not fill the traditional mould and hence not getting sold
Slowly there arose a brain-wave even without attending any conclave
As he discovered the lost courage to step out of his own self dug grave
To many who were naïve, it seemed to be a very close shave
The one who had learnt not to rave finally discovered his own cave
The tumor was gone and got replaced by the tickling funny bone
Exit the clone and with it the dull, damp and squid monotone
There was a charge in the room, and a squish of the broom
Announcing that there was more space to look beyond doom
The man had arrived and seemingly found his long lost destiny
He had to face a mutiny but finally discovered harmony
He had to face freedom with the blink of every eye
To truly understand that life is not worth living with a sigh!
The reason quoted was to wake up from a very long stupor
The outcome intended was witty, but the circumstances faced were one of pity
What do you think should one do when one continues to encounter calamity?
Life may be at cross-roads, but should one be cross with the roads
Life’s moments may be filled up thinking up butter and bread, but do you let away your life to be shred
The long lasting grass grows and sways with the wind, but does one leave his mind to forever find
And discover the forgotten wisdom of the ages experienced now just as a life size mirage
The stage was set for the eventual drama to gradually unfold
The mystery of the moment for a moment left me cold
I found it difficult to accept that the story though very bold
Did not fill the traditional mould and hence not getting sold
Slowly there arose a brain-wave even without attending any conclave
As he discovered the lost courage to step out of his own self dug grave
To many who were naïve, it seemed to be a very close shave
The one who had learnt not to rave finally discovered his own cave
The tumor was gone and got replaced by the tickling funny bone
Exit the clone and with it the dull, damp and squid monotone
There was a charge in the room, and a squish of the broom
Announcing that there was more space to look beyond doom
The man had arrived and seemingly found his long lost destiny
He had to face a mutiny but finally discovered harmony
He had to face freedom with the blink of every eye
To truly understand that life is not worth living with a sigh!
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