Observer and I

she sits alone watching a world of her own appearing lost but she is not she wants to understand and know much more which when her 'she' is 'I' she cannot know the order, the light amidst the chaos and fright the unsolicited incite that deflect her might the illusory contours that keep her ashore the obscure metaphors that chain her to her yore the twisted crossroads that debilitate her will the monochromes, the shadows that hold her still it's then when she faces so many ‘why’s’ that she let's the Observer become the I

Crossroads

Why is it that when we face a crossroad?

our mind comes to a standstill, and

the obscurity of the situation, further

makes taking a call seem like a task uphill!

It's true that some roads lead us to

success, happiness, peace n' bliss, but

it's also true that some roads lead us to

failure, defeat n' sadness strewn amiss!

One cannot remain standing forever

not wanting to surge ahead, out of fear

some road will have to be chosen n’ undertaken

so what if the journey at the onset appears murkier!

Like an enthralled sojourner, choose the road

where your heart n' mind guide you to, and

if you feel enroute that this isn't the one,

just take a U back for the next road n' continue!

In the realm of unknown, lie the answers

to all that you want to seek n' know

you have to learn to obey n’ listen to nature

as it teaches on the way, but first you've to go!

Tune in your mind n' raise up your eyes

to overcome the plight that's anguishing you

every crossroad has some learning for you to imbue

replenished with the beauty that surrounds you!

Don't give in...

In this world, you'll find ~
love, hate, bliss, peace, chaos, serenity
don't give in when you find yourself alone
for there's an angel out there watching you
don't give in when you've tried, and
it hasn't worked for you; just be patient
don't give in when you feel emotionless
all your emotions are subdued inside you
don't give in when you're at crossroads
every path has a lot in it's fold to show
don't give in to the stormy nights
instead adjust your sails n' continue
don't give in when you keep stumbling
rise again more determined n' stronger
don't give in to the trying times
rather surge ahead armed with HOPE
don't given in to the dark nights 
for they in actual parlance are tests for us
to see whether we can light the path ahead 
from the inner light of the soul within us..!!

Only Time

Who can say...

why you go thru' whatever you do

en route this journey of life

thru' the highs n' lows

as the master is... only time..!!

Who can say...

which road should you choose

when you stand at crossroads

with no one to guide you

as the master is... only time..!!

Who can say...

when the time is ripe

for you to know the answers

that you seek so passionately

as the master is.... only time..!!

Who can say...

what's your true calling

to fulfill the reason why you're here

even when you are ready for the journey

as the master is.... only time..!!

Who can say...

if there is a realm there

beyond this astral orb here

that is filled with true sublime love

as the master... is only time..!!

Life’s path connects to me …

Strange is life, stranger are its ways
filled as much with mystery as much as thrill
when the shores are silent, the waves leave the bay
like moments that seem as much alive as much as still.

The sun comes up, it's time to face the day,
and I think that life shall today be all right
and as the day wears on I don''t let my nerves fray
to the hollowness that creeps within me every night.

Having reached crossroads at life, I'm feeling weary
after the toils of sweat that over years I have shed
and I'm feeling like the skies too are cloudy and dreary
like the emptiness within and the heart that has bled.

I know its time to look ahead on the outside
time to tread life's journey on a new way 
I'm wondering whether I'll ever find the strength inside
to do it all again without going astray.

I have to erase the memories of how it began
sift away the emotions from reality 
I wipe the mirror, dust on my hands
the shadow clears, a new personality.

The wind blows a puff of scented fresh air
I try to be tranquil, as much I can be
it lifts my spirits up, out of that dreaded despair
sensing freedom above, I steer my life free.

I look to the sky, a cloudless sway
put a conch to my ear, a silent sea
strange is life, stranger are its ways...
an empty path ahead, that connects to me.

P.S: This is my personal favorite :-)