BE YOU!

tough times come

tough times go

just like

how the seasons do

stop not, then

do not succumb

even when the travails

hit you low

stumbling blocks

will pave way

to clear paths

universe will guide

you through

bestowing you with signs

guiding you to a world

that is waiting for you!

BElieve in YOUrself

BE YOU!

Lost in TIME

In the midst of a crowd, I often wonder,

why do I feel the pangs' of bein' a lone wanderer?

can't avoid this melee, it's a part of my daily grind,

to seek my living n' keep pace with the moving times.

I come across placid faces in different places,

endless wave of unseemingly strange faces,

masking my face with mysterious expressions,

such that no one finds out that my soul is barren.

Will I ever be able to be the real ME?

from the worldy ties, will I ever set myself free?

time speaks for itself, is what I'm told ~

have waited long enough but time is yet to unfold,

how many more seasons will I have to pass?

or, will this remain as such till my last..??

Abyss

she has always been alone
trapped in the dark abyss
unwanted, rebuked n' abused
with loneliness as her only ally
she has known it now for long
that solitude is her only rescue
from all her dreaded despair
that tears are her only comfort
through the dark murky nights
that the discerned road to death
is the only solace to her life
where inveigled love seemed
like a blessing in disguise
but turned out to be a curse
devouring the translucent joys
seasons transformed and faded
the decisions she had taken then
in the myriad appeared jaded
when fear kept tightening its grip
and choking her on her breath
she strived and struggled to rise
but as the descent gained space
she lost the smile from her face
the emotions which she thought
that would forever last
receded gradually into her past
and the true image of her soul
got swallowed as a whole
and forever she remained
trapped in the blackhole

Psalm of Life

appearances of blues n'
disappearances of mirth
are like the seasons
and one should not be
disturbed by them

the moment you fully surmise
of who and what you are
it's only then that
you begin to build
your own pristine world

in the altitude of your life ~
of whatever you hath
having ebbed away
it will come back to you
with abundant cheers
rippling every bare
inlet, creek n' bay

T'is is the Psalm of Life!!