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Myself

Very often I speak to myself Is this me? Can I do something different? How do I reach the 'different'? And then I sleep over it, Wake up and see it in my dreams, And then sleep over it again. Very often I speak to myself, Who am I? Do I exist? Can I reach the field of peace? And for a second I 'do' But I come back again, In the world of existence and survival! Very often I speak to myself What if I don't make it? What if the time has come?  And I can't look back to get the lost time, But then I wake up again, This time to realize i still have time, A real wake up call? Might be the last one.

The Impossible

Out there is an impossible, Never heard of, Never thought of, In the secret corner of two hearts, Staying away in continents, Crippled by sensibilities, Silenced by the reality. Out there is an impossible, In the lost passion, In all the lost chances, In the temple of desires, Knocking on the doors, Lost between the heart and mind. Out there is an impossible, Beyond our constant struggles, Beyond our tears, Which lights up the darkness, Brings us back home, And gives us the meaning deserved, For love , For life and For the End!

Holding on

Holding on to a post with no life, Through these dark pastures… A Thousand I know there is light, Where passion and work gets within sight, Where silenced courage ignites, Conveys a new meaning and new signs. Holding on to a post with a confused mind, Through these dark pastures… A Thousand you know there is light, Where mind and heart talks alike, Where thoughts are positive and the breeze is just right, Brings back laughter, happiness and Joy!
No matter how silent I might be and will be, the memories and your words will always remain with me. Forever.

Never let go of your Dreams!

More than half of the things we write is the reflection of our own insecurities, thoughts and more importantly the result of our continuous strive for peace and freedom. Exactly like what I am doing right now! Most of the times we are so stuck in our daily mundane routine that we get lost. We lose ourselves. We get crippled with the sense of social responsibilities and our own expectations. The result is that we keep on doing things which we probably don't like. Because we need to pay our bills, we need to survive. We don't take risks and before we know we reach the fag end of our life. We die before we live. The world gives opportunity to only those who strive for it. God gives happiness to those who live their dreams, who not only count their stars but also bring them home. Don't stop believing and never let go of your dreams!                   
Its tough to forget that image of happiness and peace. It feels like my own shadow which will never leave. However hard i try. 

Like a bird

Chained from inside free from outside? Stuck-- like a bird? Tears inside smile outside Enigmatic? LiKe A Bird? Company in you silence in the room Ironic? Like a bird? ----------------------------------- --Lets make it real-- --Lets rise up!!--