I Still Dare to….

When Life is losing meaning
And ambiguity is surrounding,
Even though I hate my way
Which aimlessly has no say
I still dare to love myself!

When the people around me turn heartless
And part ways in abruptness,
Even though I want to howl in virulence
I still dare to learn acceptance!

When I know the world is going down with sin
And I am becoming deaf in this din,
Even though I want to run away
I still dare to face and firmly stay!

When love is no more than lust
And I know it is the flyaway unsettled dust,
Even though my hormones turn illicit
I still dare to draw my limit!

When the relations are a transaction
And all sharing comes with an equation,
Even though I want to pay back proportionally
I still dare to give unconditionally!

When the air around is perfunctory
And the current is the artificial accessory,
Even though I want to turn selfish
I still dare to be helpfully beamish!

When no differences prolong
Between the right and the wrong,
Even though I want to forget the right
I still dare to hold my values tight!

When my courage debilitate
And people curse my bad fate,
Even though I want to drown
I still dare to dream wearing the crown!

When my world is breaking down
And I see the plant uprooted from the seeds I had sown
Even though I don’t have the spirit to cope
I still dare to blindly hope!

When I see no guiding light
And I no longer will to fight,
Even though my faith depletes while I plod
I still dare to believe in God!

When all colours seem alike
And I blame my disillusioned psych,
Even though I see no beauty
I still dare to act nifty!

When the world is wearing drapes of pretence
And I can very easily sense,
Even though I want to uncover the masks boldly
I still dare to ignore silently!

Sometimes I really wonder
Why cannot I choose to sunder,
All that is deceptively vice
But then how will I grow wise?
Even if all goodness is a sham
I will still dare to be what I am!

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TEARING APART

 

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Blotching her with the ink of lust,
He abandoned her like a schmatte!
After quenching his thirst
And endlessly devouring on her
He chose to scrap her off
Pushing her into the stony pit!

The milieu of memories,
That gravely rusted her brain
Served as a curse
Aggravating her misery.
But with hatred taking power,
Born were the chances
For redolent triggers to fade away.
But what to do of the injury ?
That bled incessantly.
Imprinting scars on her body
Reflecting permanent afflictions!

Were they just the ordinary scars
To be ignored impetuously
Or were they symbolic of a tragedy?
Oh yes they had a sickness to convey.
For injuries were not transient!
As they mirrored a tormenting travail.

Pain augmented at such a pace,
That before preventions could be applied,
Cracks surfaced her heart,
With grief penetrating through the ridges.

Denying the brutal well deserving separation,
She rested in a delusion .
Marked by the limiting boundaries
Of unconscious ignorance,
She found herself all alone,
In a desert with no drops of survival.

How long could she blind herself,
To escape from the reality ?
As long as she refused to accept,
Ambiguity was bound to surround!

No mission, No vision
No shelter, No shoulder
Oh lost she was!
Not knowing what to do and where to go
She headed without a direction
Reminiscing her past.

Arms Against The Own

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War or Peace
Was never a choice
For battle was destined!

He moved in the spirit of a combatant
Ignorant of the attachment pull.
But anxiousness had to attack
For the rivals were not a novelty
But his kith and kin.

What fruits would the war bore?
For anyone’s win
Would make him the ultimate loser;
His victory would stain him with blood
While his defeat would fail righteousness
So the revolt was anyway futile!

The son of a heroic mother felt lost that day
When he had no other possibility
Than to fight against his own blood.

He never wished for those possessions
In return of the countless deaths.
He felt destructively aimless,
His faint heart made him weak
Imagining how cruel fate had turn
Oh!
He never wanted the war to commence!

It was not only a fight for the land or the lady
But also against the internal turmoil
That blurred the vision
And displayed no justice
In raising the arms or the weapons.

Cowardliness dithered him
From taking those warrior steps
Until Lord enlightened him
With his real Karma
To establish Dharma!

Valor and vigor had to be invited
To uproot the evil
And end the suffering.

With no ambiguity
War had to begun
And escapism was a mark of the fear
That had to fade,
For the deception had to be vanquished
With the evolution of the truth.

Well he had to learn
The transitory nature of the body
That has to be perished,
While the soul was to stay immortal
Just changing forms and attires.

He had to be strong
To show the world
That greed has to lose
And virtues have to win!

Sinner has to die
Hero ought to live eternally,
Thus war had to begun
For a new birth and a life
Where only rightful nobility would prevail.

Felt The Need to Share this…

I didn’t plan to come here back on wp but after hearing Sister Shivani,I felt the need to share the above video as most of us lack the power of acceptance in today’s fast paced world.Thus I politely request all my dear friends to take out some time and watch this video.It reflects on our beggarly state of mind as we often crave for acceptance and appreciation.Moreover it speaks that how hollow we have become as we don’t have the power to accept and face the truth or hear something against our opinion.

I am sure that while hearing this young engineer lady,you will smilingly agree with most of her insights and will know your dynamics of mind better than before.

Vanishing for now…..

Migratory Birds Flying at Sunset

Hey Dear Friends;
I am taking a break from blogging.I don’t know for how long I will be away.I would like to thank my wordpress family that has been so supportive and loving.I got to learn a lot from this humble fraternity.I also got a pleasant opportunity to connect with great like minded bloggers here.
I hope to return soon.
Anyways I am sharing few lines dedicated to all those who sink in grief at times:

UNSEATING THE GRIEF

How long do you wish to grieve?
Gobbling aleve is not a reprieve
Crying endlessly overnight
Triggers panic attacks of fright.
You know it well
That no one can hear you cry,
Then why wet the pillow
Nothing is worth your billow!

It is time to control life’s baton
So break the moan and move on!

Pluck all the strings of heart
Without turning tart.
Grooves in the heart may never heal
Yet they may be neatly sealed.
Suffering has made you hollow
Yet hope commands you to wallow!

It is time to ban the trials of appeasement,
By learning the art of detachment.

There is no need to brag
For this perfunctory world will discard it like a rag!
Learn to keep rants to yourself
For no being will act as an elf.
Life is not a pain
Then why do you act insane?

It is time to be independent
Without sinking in abandonment!

Strolling behind aimlessly
Is like playing with life foolishly.
Kick off your depression,
Articulate goal with a new vision.
Stop acting gullible,
All your weaknesses are eradicable!

It is time to show bravery
For the mind hates your slavery!

Never rely on a shoulder
That offers you relief,
Instead be a soldier
Uprooting others’ grief!
Everyone is fighting a harder battle,
Then why exhaust others with your prattle!
For no one will never empathize,
Rather foolishly sympathize!

It is time for you to rise,
Be a philogeant to tranquilize.
Vandalize the delusion,
Demystify the illusion!
Time for awakening,
Realize your passion and austerity
To make your dreams a reality.

It is time to leave the world of fallacy,
To create your province of ecstasy!

 

At My Own Pace

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Recently I have been reading ‘Discover Your Destiny’ by Robin Sharma.There are beautiful lessons on each page which are not motivational but transformational.It is truly a fact that motivation dies but discipline stays.

Unlike other books,I am reading this one very slowly so that I am able to absorb each and every word and apply it in my life.I have always been wondering that why I feel so disillusioned at times despite the fact that I read so many spiritual writings and listen to great people around who are always high in positivity.Although I have not finished reading the book yet I am satisfied to discover the cause of my state.
I came across the following lines which struck very hard on my madness to change my fretful nature :

Personal transformation is not a race.Actually,sometimes the harder you try to change,the longer it takes.So many people treat self discovery like an extreme sport – rushing to get all their healing at a frenetic pace.They read book after book.they visit guide after guide and attend seminar after seminar.They want to know the answers to the big questions they are struggling with.But someone who cannot sit in the mystery of their lives and enjoy the process of personal growth is a person in fear.”

I felt as if the above mentioned lines are written for me for I have been taking transformation as a personal challenge and so failing to apply change in my life,I suffered breakdowns.I have been forcing things on myself at a hurried pace without knowing its true benefits.It was like whenever I came across something positive,I immediately tried implementing it without accepting the challenges or discipline that accompany or is wanted with that good.It was as if I was creating a false sense of security thinking that it would be a nice way of alleviating pain.Rather bringing change slowly, one at a time,I have been acting madly to be the best of myself.I have tried being an open book so that I feel I am very clear and pristine.However now I realize,Kaizen technique is what I need to apply in my life.Rather than rushing for gulping the best that is available around,I need to choose what suits me the best and then absorb,no matter how much time it takes.
I used to get super excited whenever I read people’s stories of self discovery thinking such miracles would happen with me too.I failed to realize that it is a personal experience that varies from person to person.It happens with those who identify their fears and the barriers which have been hampering their inner growth and then seek cheerful ways to rise above them.It is an ongoing perennial process that works on eternal hope and self acceptance.

Unveiling The Masquerade

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Your innumerable trials
In fretful agita ,
To attain the perfect smile
That beseems immaculately
In the ever changing frame of others.
I fail to fathom
Your inner foist ,
If it is self obsession
Or the fear of unacceptability ?

When you choose to busily ignore ,
Those who have caused you hurt
It somehow seems like an intentional escape !
Have you really forgotten and forgiven them
Or is it your way to alleviate the pain ?

As you generously help and accompany others
Suddenly out of the way ;
I wonder if you are actually so benevolent
Or is to assuage your own helplessness and solitude ?

When you act nice as a pie ,

I fail to decipher ,
Between the Real you
And your arduous efforts
Meant to create an indelible impression !

During your euphoria moments
When you party overnight,
Coordinating moves with stentorian pop ;
I am not able to discern ,
If you are truly enjoying
Or just desperately trying
To resonate your achievements
In order to gather fame
Among your affluent invitees !

Seeing you suffering through the downs
When you resort to indoors ;
I eagerly wish to know
What are you hiding from ?
The sarcasm of the perfunctory world
Or is it your own scintillating aura
That you cannot watch disappearing !

My sincere efforts go in vain
As I try discovering you ,
For I miserably fail to define you !
Unable to reach even to a single conclusion
About the Real You !
I choose not to give up on you
For I know you are something divine !

Now I will wait
On my hand and foot ,
Even if it will be a long haul. ;
For that one day out of the blue ,
When you will have the courage
Of your convictions
And will take it in both hands
By loving yourself enough ,
To uncover your tightly fitted mask
Finally evanescing the air of pretence !