some you handle some you fumble
7.19.2018
Detach
some you handle some you fumble
5.06.2018
Decisions
but bound by your thoughts
You wanna do things
but say, life is too short
Take your time and do it right
but the longer you take, right wont be right
Cry and beg, time wont come back
time lost in thinking, you will trace back
and say, I would rather do it wrong
than to take too long !!
12.31.2017
We
we are shattered but not beyond repair
come on, its not anyone's fault
you be the water, I'll be the salt
we are the ocean, vast and wild
lets still be humble, happy and kind
We have fought some wars in our own way
some we have won and some made us pay
glory had its days, ruins had the nights
empire we built has to perish someday
lets settle down for a democratic way
We have a long way to go and a short sight to see
we are bound together, and yet still free
you be the leg, I'll be the feet
let this journey be, beyond defeat
12.09.2017
selfish
10.13.2017
YOU !! Think again
a persona in your conscious, makes the present blind
seeking for the momentary joy, what lies in front is not enjoyed
peeking through a transitory space, you start a spiral chase
Do you try to be someone that you are not
or do you sort to be someone that you want
do you mirror the shadows of others
or do you try to spread more of your feathers
do you seek for others acceptance
or do you question others of their presence
You are a complex mixture of your past
you are an anomaly of the present and
you are the unquestioned answer of the future
6.29.2017
Inner voices
Walk on the soft sand
Pressing your feet against the wetness, you press some of your inner thoughts out of your mind. The vast ocean claims you in it's vastness and you find yourself no bigger than the grain of sand that it spits off the shore. The thoughts that arise are much deeper like the ocean and as striking as the morning sun. These thoughts exist but seldom felt, they feed on your subconscious like a termite on timber. When the sun goes down and in the view of darkness, the crabs creep out of their sand hole, just like that, these thoughts make way to your conscious.
These thoughts question sometimes your current being and makes you think. But it's not something specific and it's not something you can give more thought on and find an answer.
It's like the murky waters at the shore. Nothing is clear but everything seems to be there. You can collect the murky water and let it calm down and let the sand sink in. It takes time, like a kid takes all the time to build his indestructible sand castle, it takes work. With these two ingredients, you can put these thoughts to rest and discover something new about yourself and your current being might just move like a snail to your higher self.
The endless plains
Bed of gold with emerald blue cover
lies a life that takes you back in time
where innocent cruelty of nature defines the rules
food chain in perfect balance
days are quieter than the night
lives matter until it must
and where no one is a sinner
Man a mere spectator
of this spectacular game for survival
not altering it to suit his wish
life around seems to ignore this self crowned King
but still at his mercy
to thrive and flourish