Poems

A New, New Year’s List

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My heart is excited at the blank new page that is before me,
Things to do, things to accomplish, places to see,
The list is endless and as same as the previous years I feel.

In this New Year,

What if I focus on joy and that which brings my soul alive?
What if I learn to let go, instead of holding on tight?
What if I learn to listen, instead of trying to tell my side?
What if I learn to love, no matter what their slights?
What if I learn to forgive, instead of defending my right?
What if I learn to live this day – one day at a time?
What if I can carve some alone time to hear the whispers of my heart?
What if I learn to live like my inner child who I had left behind?
Because in the end, it is not what I accomplished in the world that counts,
But how many lives I’ve touched and how alive I was – while I lived, that’s paramount.

—By Nimmu

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Just thinking...

Choice…

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Life and death a parenthesis in eternity
What I do in between is entirely left to me.
The circumstances that I was born into
Was exactly what I needed, for my soul to evolve consciously.
But where I went from there
Was the choice bestowed unto me.
I have the power, I have the choice
To make this place hell or a place to rejoice.
I could wallow in self-pity, blame others for my problem
and cry out at the injustice done unto me;
Or use the lessons that I learnt to help some other soul
Be a beacon of hope and guide them to their true North Pole.
Spread love instead of bitterness, forgive instead of spitefulness, be grateful and not complain.
Help me God to remember these choices and to live without disdain.

Just thinking...

Every Spring has a story

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In the lowest moments of our lives, we feel as if there is no way out of it, we feel as if the whole world has conspired against our happiness and we are the unlucky ones. But again and again nature reminds us, that life is a cycle of growth,recuperation and change.

After every storm, there is a calm, after every winter there is spring and after every difficult period of our lives, there is peace waiting just around the corner, after which even the mundane, ordinary days become pleasurable. After which,we are a tad wiser, a tad calmer and when we look back and see, how strong we really are that we just overcame another challenge.

Happy Spring! 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Poems

A second chance…

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A little sunshine peaked through my window,
Marking the dawn of a brand new day.
I sighed and I whined to get up from my cozy bed
Wishing I had another hour instead.
Hated that I had to go to a job I disliked
Thinking about my boss made my blood spike.
Complained that I had to wash all the dishes,
Felt disgusted looking at the laundry and the other messes.
I got into my car thinking how my life sucked.
Feeling I was the only one stuck in muck.

Little did I realize that my day was going to turn upside down.
Giving me all the more reasons to frown.

Lying on the hospital bed sterile and grey,
My foot stuck on a metal rod and medicines filling my bedside tray.
My mind made me go through all the yesterday’s.
All the grumbling and whining I had done brought me to shame.
I wished I was back huddled in my cozy bed all safe
I promised God that I would pray each day to get his grace.
To appreciate the things that I had without complain.
And to give up the things that are too bane.
To live each day as if there’s no tomorrow
Because when death is at your door step there is no time to weep in sorrow;
Plant a smile on my face and spread love in leaps and bounds.
For at the end of the day it is how many people’s heart you touched that counts.
Please God… give me a second opportunity to do it right…
I promise that you would not have any regrets because I will try with all my might.
To be the person you wanted me to be;
Loving, joyful and happy and just be me!

Poems

One day as a child…

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Sometimes life bogs me down,
With responsibilities and duties to everyone.
The everyday mundane things make me frown.
Making me ignore my spirit and losing my bounce.

Where is the excitement? Where is the thrill?
Where are the drums, whistles and frills?

I wanted to grow up so eagerly.
But life’s shackles has taken hold of me tightly.

I wish I could be a kid for one day,
Making sand castles, jumping on puddles and making funny shapes out of clay.

Finding joy in the littlest things
Laughing out loud by making silly songs.

Eating candies and marshmallows without a guilt.
Feeling happy to exist in this wonderful place filled with magic.
Living my life with enthusiasm
And digging myself out of this self made chasm.

Oh I wish I could be a child for one day…
And never forget that this life is indeed a grand holiday!