Lucky Omen

                                                                     

                                         

Ever found luck, showering bliss unceasingly upon you? Ever feared the too good that is making your life next to perfect? Ever felt that nothing could be more satisfying and scaring at the same time as this?

Whilst the glee occurs and makes you more than happy, a fear lures in the shallow corners of the mind.

A friend of mine said the other day,” If I laugh for 10 long minutes, I will be heartily happy for the next 9 minutes but the last one minute I think, what wrong is going to happen next?” . I wondered if she read my thoughts out.

Insecurity dissolves in the amalgam of too much happiness, as if saying

                                                   ‘Too much of something is not good.’

For how long is this laughter going to stay as there needs to be balance so how much ever you laugh you need to cry proportionally

Thus keeping the warning words of the mind in mind, some fail to conceive the happiness wholeheartedly. What if this good is the harbinger of the bad! Beautiful yet ominous.

Look I know it is wrong to assume and good things do happen but the fear of something worse diminishes the vigor of the latter. The multiple feels and phases conquer the mind like swirls of winds, swooping off the cherry on the cake. No matter how hard tried, I still have to pinch myself sometimes thinking it can’t be reality.

               

                                         So far that good?!  Uh-uh!

I deny the reality and hinge around the beliefs of my mind but when even those beliefs break off, I blink twice and then thrice, in apprehension.

                

                                      This can’t be man! I can’t be so lucky! Life can’t be so good!

Then from somewhere there is a blow of reality again. I muster up myself to see another figment of luck, goodness, laughter and all the things that make me glad.

         I swallow hard and watch the moment in disbelief still not able to digest.

Death and Deceased

If I believe that death be so beautiful

And the dead oh so powerful

Truth says none could ever escape the latter

And none would affect the very former

Erased by time if dead is now

Then what shall cause it to pain and bow

What shall cause it to gloom and doom

How shall glee matter?

If it ends too soon

Death, you say, no don’t say too loud

Afraid that it might come about

Undefeated and invincible

Unexplained and inevitable

Wonder then why so beautiful?

To devoid you off what you suffer

Be not afraid O’ brother

It takes your pain away

Frees your soul lets you sway

Frees your mind off your similar kind

In infinity as you lay

Descendants of star, here we are

We stay chained by shackles of time

Stained with the worldly regime

Don’t you want to be free?

O’ brother! Death welcomes you and me

We are her children

She made us run, have fun

We now need to return

She will protect us from hell forever

For we would never have to suffer 

The world is a bad place they say

Death be our friend anyway

Dead be a state so fulfilling

Like a mother and her child embracing  

Before I die Before I Die

Before I Die

I am not scared of the dark anymore 

I feed on it, as it feeds on my soul 

I am a learner, the surfer of waves

 Of highs and lows, I reckon my ways

 I dance on the fire, sparked by me

 I fool my mind into what it could be

 I become ecstatic and slide away

 As the fools sleep in night

 I celebrate my own day 

I sit by the flowers and miss the bees 

If the nectar be no more, the honey shall cease

 I blow the tendrils, the plant need not stay 

Let the wind blow with it, let it sway 

I kiss the night goodbye 

I welcome the dawn and light 

I see the sun blend with wind 

The cold and rough subside 

I rest with zest in grave

 Until I am no more 

The body I shall leave

 My spirit amuses in galore

More on Death: Death and Deceased

On the Wings of Time

There are pathways laid to follow

And trails to go on to

There are ways in the labyrinth

And then there are you

Just taking me somewhere

Holding my hand gripped tight

I think I didn’t stare around

It is just you fixed in my sight

 Through the bustling roads we move

Across the buses and cars, their honks

Time that is waiting to happen

I stopped it all for you

Until I mind the ticking bacon

And spectator eyes, a few

 Those songs that escape the lips

 Were In rhythm of the heart that beats

   Slow though quiet but steadily

  Breaking the rules, that miscreant

And off I go, am being taken

Gliding like a dragonfly

Speeding across the space and time

My own rules I defy