Poems

Thoughts

Do you take your thoughts seriously?

If so I can imagine how your life would be,

riddled with fear and anxiety

life feels like a horror film on eternity

But if you observe very carefully

They are like passing clouds floating endlessly

Dont believe them unnecessarily

For they are not what they seem to be.

Replace them with positivity

whenever it is necessary

Let them float across without touching thee

Being aware of the vicious cycle of negativity

You will see your life turnaround

to a future that is bright and unbound.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Just thinking...

Resistance

Alarm goes off but my sleepy head wants to snooze some more,

“I am on a diet” I say, and instead stuff my mouth with some chocolate dripping smores

I know I need to exercise to keep healthy and fit

But the comfort of the couch is pain-free and I instead sit

Seeing paint and brushes, I yearn to make art

Remembering my childhood, I glow from my heart

Then I tell myself, It’s not like I’m Picasso, who is going to care.

It’s better to stay the same, instead of provoking glares.

And promise myself, that I will start afresh soon

It’s been twenty years, and I’m yet to find time to do the things I should do

Why is that I resist that which would make me feel good?

Is there a conspiracy again all my “Shoulds”?

I look on my shoulder and see an evil grin,

Telling me I finally found out my evil twin.

I nip him and put him in a box with a tight lid

And say to myself, that I will start today instead.

 

Steven Pressfield  in his book “The War of Art: Winning the Inner Creative Battle” says there is a force just like gravity in this universe “Resistance” which restricts us from doing the work that we came here to do. It was nice to finally have a name for all the times, we have not done the things that we know that we should do, but never do it anyway. It comes in many forms he says, as Procrastination, lethargy, excuses and it is our job to recognize it and do that which our heart tells us to do. In the end, at least we are happier that we overcame resistance instead of feeling miserable about all the things we never did.

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Prince Charming

Fairy tales read at bedtime

Told me of a Prince who would complete me in this lifetime

Held on to this dreams and looked out the window,

For the Prince to arrive and take away my sorrow.

Held on to the hope that my Prince would arrive,

And deliver me, from this prison of mine.

Held on to the fantasy that once the Prince enters,

I would be free from my dark tormentor.

My Prince did arrive, I thought I was finally saved

I sighed with relief that I got the love that I craved

Little did I know, that he was looking for the same

Someone to complete him – a dame who would take his name.

Disappointments took me on a quest for the question that still loomed

Why did I still feel incomplete? Am I doomed?

After all the searches the path led me back to me.

There was nothing that I lacked and I was whole and complete.

I was my savior and the answer to my questions in the end,

And my ‘Happily ever after’ began just then.

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...

Awake?

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Seas filled with toxic dump,

Forests slayed to make more room,

Carbon spewed through the industrial pump

Making glaciers melt fast, pronouncing doom.

Hatred running rampant with her hair billowed in the breeze

People killed in the name of glory

Nuclear tensions rising with unease

Animals lives too are grim and gory

God are you awake? don’t you see, all that is happening in our planet which makes me weep.

Please wake up God, clear this mess I plead.

In the silence God whispered

I am awake

ARE YOU?

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Be in the moment!

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My first step out of my bed
makes my mind run ahead;
Planning things that I need to do
Wishing I had already done some yesterday too
I hurry, I scramble, I get the children out of bed
I prod them, I scold them and threaten to leave them instead.
My mind is in a panic now
Thinking of all the things I need to get done.
I drop them off to school in a hurry
And press the accelerator and zoom
Stuck in traffic I cuss the world

The rain, the thunder which is adding to the fuel.
I take a deep breath and sigh
And look out of my window to see a smile.
A toothless grin so innocent and without guile
Jolts me back to the present moment without strife.
Bringing me memories of bygone years of my children.
A tear creeps up, a sorrow takes hold thinking of how I never enjoy
The small special moments that make my everyday.

The laughter of my children, the sound of chirping birds, the shapes of those clouds
That linger on the sky.
I vowed to myself to be more aware of those simple pleasures,
To be in the moment and not stress the little things.
For things that I did are not written on my grave
But whom I loved and leave behind will be those who say my name.

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Questions???

Who am I? Why am I here?
Who am I? Why am I here?

In the dark lonely hours when I was with myself,
Questions and nagging doubts got down from the hidden dark shelves.
Where I had stacked them neatly, buried them deeply to prevent the anxiety from taking a hold.

Why am I here? Where did I come from? Who am I?

Stood out one by one before me.
Pointing a finger and asking me not to hide them, but begging me to free them with an answer instead.

I got many books on hold,
Read through the scriptures that were told.
Listened to the teachers who said
They had all the answers in their fold.
Tried many a tricks, followed many a pricks
Felt used and disoriented as I still had no answer to the questions that stood.

As I lay awake in the dark with my heart so heavy,
Deciding finally, to lock those questions tightly.
In the silence of that night I finally heard
A little voice crystal clear.
You are the answer to the questions asked.
Look within and find the spark.
That which pervades this whole wide world,
Is waiting inside for you to unfold.

No master, no books can take you in there,
For you are your own master for your soul to bare.
Sit in silence and watch your own breath
It is as simple as that.

Then you realize beneath the cloud of thoughts on the sky of your SELF
A shining light that is in every flower, every bee and the kelp.

Then you find the peace, the joy, the happiness that you have searched around,
Waiting for you to unlock and for it to unbound!

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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!

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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!

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In my perfect world…

In my perfect world,
We will live without borders
Reach out to one another in time of disorder.

In my perfect world,
We will speak a language everyone understands
Leave our egos and love will outstand.

In my perfect world,
Not one human goes to bed hungry without food
We will strive to provide and share all that is good.

In my perfect world,
Money will not be our currency of trade
But talents and services will be exchanged.

In my perfect world,
Whatever we manufacture will be degradable
That which is not, will at least be reusable.

In my perfect world,
For every tree that is cut down
A thousand will be planted.
Animals will be given space to wander.
We will let them live without human encounter.

In my perfect world,
Every child will be cherished and taught about this magical place,
So that he grows up to protect and guard it and leaves it
better than the previous human race.