Hey sunflower:
tell me why?
why do thee Always look towards;
That haughty Sun,
in admire;
Its scorching heat, makes living hard.
Birds avoid; and human despise.
There is Rose, there is marrigold.
Both leave when sun is bold.
Your leaves are drying, crying to die.
yet you avoid, the advice of wise.
“Leave the Sun, find another ground.
Your beauty will glow, flourish abound!”.
Continue..
i am tired of faking myself,
a smiley face just to make you smile.
i am tired, of lying to myself,
just by doing this, he will fall in love.
i am tired, of situations uncountable,
i masked myself, to be a people pleaser.
i am tired, of being everyone,
i tried to be others, but not being myself.
I am really tired.
If you ever want, or like or love;
come to me, in white of soul.
Then, I can promise,
i won’t get tired.
till then,
yeah, I am tired….
Your touch your care
All the way,
I wonder
Was it me, Or for her?
I can see
Your love for her,
In your eyes, Your desire for her.
Your diary tells thousand of pages,
Noone me, But all her.
My eyes are not blue, My hair not the ocean tide.
My body not curvy, like her; you admired.
I doubt
whatever you said,
Was it me,
Or her
All the way.
My tears question
Why?
Do thee know
What sin thee made?
Does thy conscience has fallen so low? Bewitched by the love, you killed one love.
Why?
all the way,
It was never me.
But, only her, forever her…
He shook his shoulder,
Looked another side.
Tossing my hand,
He told: to be someone else’s.
The promise so pure,
the truthfulness of bond.
The need, the creed.
All, ‘blew away’ with the cold wind of sweltering summer.
In a second, Dreams shattered;
Hope finished.
A thing called love
Ended brutally finished.
A bond we shared,
of love, of care.
She was my ‘to be blamed‘,
She was my ‘to be dedicated‘.
Fight with laughter; annoy with joy.
A thread so certain; yet uncertain.
For years, it’s been.
I still cry.
In memory of her, my tears just don’t dry.
This vaccum in mind, in heart in soul…
what remains?
…but days to mourn.
This universal truth haunts, For those who leaves, never returns.
It was a tiny bud,
People starting caressing her.
For sunny,
it was put outside, to have more sunlight.
In rainy, it was kept inside.
Much were protected, more beautiful it grew. It’s fragrance freshen the whole balcony,
And neighbours praised it’s reddish velvet with greenish leaves amid browny thorns.
Time passed,
One, then two, three… petals began to fall.
A new bud was born, behind her; in another branch.
Now the pot was moved at a different angle;
for the new to reach sunrays.
Rituals started to repeat.
While, The old bud was leaving, it’s legacy, touching the ground.
And,
There again,
new bud away in her world, Is about to bloom…
Both sides of my house
There is both silence and noise
Fighting with sword proving their best.
I am listening, this mockery of night.
At one side of my house:
There is mourning, Of sadness, of grief, of losing family, of death.
Another side of my house:
Beating drums, Celebrating God’s blessings,
Of happiness, of joy, of making family, of life.
Both side of my house,
Describing the bitter truth of nature.
Both sides of my house,
Celebrating the extremes of creature.
Differing emotions with different energies.
Both sides of my house,
bringing the hidden notion of almighty into reality.
Who says money can’t give you happiness,
It brings you bread your stomach has been craving, for days without food.
It gives you that shiny ribbon held dress, you have been staring at that shop you pass daily.
That smile when you receive money, by asking friend to pay your mothers emergency medic fee.
A beggar to rich, each.
A professor to philosopher every.
need, greed; ask, steal;
for money, they kill
When born,
You needed, for survival.
And when you die,
you need it for burial.
Who says money can’t give …
We are running before time, so instead of analysing and staring problem direct in the eye, we want automatic solution, quote is one of such method.
What is quote?
According to Wikipedia : “A quotation is the repetition of a sentence, phrase, or passage from speech or text that someone has said or writte“.
now why do we need someone else’s saying?
Because we want to learn from their experiences,isn’t it?
It’s human nature to look up to other. Well there is Quote, that does miracles, and when I say, I mean it.
Here it is…
Many of us might have watched, Will Smith starrer movie: ‘ pursuit of happiness’. Here the main character achieves his dreams, by his will power.
You would say it’s a movie! Fine, Have you heard about Michael Jackson, the legendary;or Bruce Lee? What would you say now?
i accept they worked hard, but do you think you can do it without will power? Damn No!
Will power is the coal inside a person, that resists fire turning off!
It’s a very powerful weapon, whose possessor can get whatever he desires(should be for mankind, of course!)
However one must know, just having will power is not enough, you need to be determinant to find your way.
You must :Be Willing To Will.
“Empires built and destroyed,
Napolean to king Suleiman;
Discovery of fire to firing battleground.
For they became the ‘ Heroes of Man’;
Who sang this anthem song:
Where there is a will, there is a way
Where there is a will, there is a way
…”.
Being alive*! Isn’t it? Waking early, and jogging in the morning freshness: I find it most interesting that I still have chance to correct my mess. I still can be sorry to those whom ‘ I may have hurt! ‘(We all know, a lot has happened;in past)
Having mother*, who every damn time, yells me to take shower, and eat on time;to avoid bad health. And father*, who worries more about their daughter’s future than his own!
I can fill my stomach, and sleep comfortably*: when there are many who lacks it, not by choice but ‘not having a choice’. I find it blessed to have these.
My country is safe, and world is at safest*! It matters a lot, when others are happy, only then, you can be at ease.
Hope*. This is the most ‘beautiful‘ thing to have, in this ‘wonderful’ world. It is said it’s never too late! ;
How can five or six things consolidate your feelings? you are grateful about! Even writing this wordpress blog, I feel gratitude.
I don’t know if you have heard or not, but there is kutti Story song from Master movie a Tamil song sung by Thalapathy Vijay and Anirudh Ravichander, talks about momentariness like…
“…Life is very short nanba, Always be happy…. “
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