Why crave that random
love, when we have
this Self-Love.
Is there not a dignity, in
claiming the love which
is ours and belongs
to us.
Tag: Inspiration
Poison
Light
In your light, I learn how to love.
In your beauty how to make poems.
You dance inside my chest where no one sees you,
but I do, and that sight becomes
this art.
_Jalal Ud din Rumi
Mind
The mind is it’s own place,
and itself
Can make a heaven of hell,
a hell of heaven.
_John Milton, Paradise Lost
An Encounter
( A Narrative Poem based on a true encounter in the Himalayan Mountains)
Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
In the forests of the night;
-William Blake
As it happened one cold winter night,
I bleakly remember the air was of fright.
I trudged on a road tired and weary,
watching my steps turn heavy and dreary.
The air transformed into grim and cold,
trilling’s and chirpings came to an end.
Everything was clasped, by an eerie hold; .
A strange rustling, was it a fiend to slay?
Did I see a ghost in sight?
It pounced and perched from a shadowy bark,
as it tapped , I glanced at its speckled back;
A beastly creature, it has no match.
What are thou? I shivered at it’s types,
with speckled yellow and black stripes.
A terror took over my heart, which was beating fast.
As it fixated the gaze with ember eyes,
I knew, the ghostly spell has been cast.
Meatloaf, A Tribute
A wonderful ballad,
once written with the
crimson hues, all in
middle of a raven night.
The most perfect composition
ever. A-sorcery of words,
forever sealed, in the
beats of my youthful heart.
Tune ebbs and flows,
echoing the magical words
“ I would do anything for
love but I won’t do that….”
( R.I.P Meatloaf, this poem is a tribute to most beautiful song ever written by a very special artist)
Abuse Mechanism
There is no individual as far as I can see who has not been either abused or inadvertently part of abusing someone. Someone brilliantly remarked in life you are abused by some and you abuse some. I don’t know whether, I agree with the statement or not , but I do feel we all need to develop a thick rhino skin to be able to withstand the conniving abuse mechanisms of certain people unfortunately of few who are closely related.
In couples very often children are used as a ploy to threaten each other. I’ve been in a position several times where I’ve been threatened that my daughter will be taken away if I try to leave. Earlier out of fear very often I’ll give in due to fear of being separated from my child but lately I’ve decided not to let the fear paralyze me and allow things to unfold. I guess once bullies and abusers are shown that you don’t fear the consequences, it breaks the whole pattern of abuse. What do you 🤔 think??
As they say there is a bigger victory awaiting after fear… . It’s disheartening that the weakest individuals among choose such mechanisms to intimidate and weaken the spirits of others. Some of us give in thinking that may be this is the end and get caught up in vicious cycle of abuse mechanism. If you feel you’ve been in similar pattern of abuse, I feel you need to first get rid of the debilitating fear and seek help, I’m sure it’s available or talk to near and dear ones.
Most importantly break the pattern of your own fear and anxiety!
Golden Hope
The glittering words of hope are mere,
a few letters arched with a tip of pen.
Forced to live the relativity of a temporal life,
itched with the redundant barbed memories.
This throbbing pain is real while the golden
hope exists in a realm of a dream.
Letter I
When your story
begins on a letter I
and ends on letter I,
You begin to lose out on
others letters of this
alphabetical life.
All those As, Bs and Cs
which in synchrony
would have lend some
meaning to your otherwise
empty plot.
Life a struggle
Tiny little droplets of desires,
evaporating on the
wings of bluish helium;
like morning dew.
Life a struggle, to extract honey
out of sacks of wild weed.