I am a Change

Finally, I see past the mystic cloud of my ever altering personality as to who I really am. I am a change!

 I will walk in elegance at one place while shaking my legs at other. I will be sarcastic one moment and make a puppy face the other. I will love like never before and hate equally fiercely. I will be gentle with my company while scratch others with my well maintained talons..haha!

Yes, that is me. No, I don’t have mood swings yet I am a rainbow of myriad colours. I paint, I dance, I write, I sing and I am whatever I like not for any XYZ but for me. Sometimes I am sad, sometimes I cry where no one sees me other times I will infest my surroundings with these poisonous self-developed reverberations of happiness! 

Trying out something new, experimenting with my moods and my acceptance to the outside world, and constantly changing my reactions to being unexpectedly calm to otherwise repellent stimuli are few things that I discovered lately happening in life.

The silence was never more welcoming, though, and I would prefer that instead of a hustle bustle. A jungle with the sound of cricket is more pleasing than a continuous honk of vehicles. Yes, I want to discover places around me, but what fun is there in the expected. I don’t plan, or plan for the least bit. Change is abrupt and so be it, unexpected and surprising.

No matter how much fakes surrounds the globe and how many masks people wear, I am honest with myself. I don’t do harm to anyone and that’s what makes me going, truth.

No matter how many mistakes I have done, I have always given myself space to improve and make a better person out of myself. Though this doesn’t deter me from making much more because it is always a new experience in making a new, a new learning, and a threshold to another side of a lesson of life. I have made blunders, regretted over them but yeah moved on.

I know there is a long way to go ahead and this journey is going to be remarkable! I trust my instincts and they guide me right.



Listen to the Voice of World;The Whisper of Universe: I Speak a Different Language

Thick & Dark : Plead for Freedom

Bargain with me, and I shall gift you pain. I am no longer what you think.

 I am the dead walking in bane.

I am the soul to be freed, I am the rotten seed.

I am disgraced with my own race, I am a human

I am grudge, I am greed

I am a token, having tenure of misdeed

I am the craver of misfortune, be sad or bad

I lay the path to my doom,

My end that approaches me, at every corner, at every turn

Probably somewhere when I get torn

When I spill blood, when my flesh churns

When Ruth looses sense

When Lord remains stone

Oh haha! What? He is there? Where?

Inside us? Inside the beasts?

Does it grow like fungus and weeds?

Does it suck the darkness out?

Does it make us Human?

No! Then we won’t want that, we can’t be

We be beasts, make us free.

We are spotted, we are spoiled.

Make us animal, make us better

Make us wild, let us lose ourselves

To get tamed, to get named

And follow command,

But power shall destroy even you my Lord

Love ain’t the aid

Love will fade

Love will cascade

Love will invade

Free us of will

Free us, make us still

Let us rise in smoke or rubble to earth

Let us be eaten, let us be buried

For human shall not remain

So let the body strive

Only the soul shall revive

Little Light

Little light sweet and warm

Tell me the way back to source

Array of ray yellow in hue

Find me the path through this pinhole

From where you come, traveling spaces

Millions of miles away

Yellow light, playful but calm

Tell me you come which way

Little Light, you nascent self

Where you buy that warmth

Doors to doors, plenty keyholes

You travel across just everywhere

Little Light, behold my sight

It looks for you in dismay

It wants what not knowing

But the best it seeks is

For freedom, breaching

All that comes in your way

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

Don't forget to smile!

    It is pitching dark. It is black, the color of the sky. I can see nothing. 

A face roams around in the abyss of my thoughts and a smile lingers in my mind. 

       That is all I have left of you, a vision of the smile, a sound of your laughter, the smell of the perfume you wear, the touch of your coarse hands.

The laughter dominates, brings out an effervescence of joy in the damp air,     waiting to be filled with words.                        

 Silence cuts through my ears, begging to be filled. 

A single voice creates an echo, reverberates and comes back as the same. Can there not be two?    
   

Please say something.

    Anything!

Currents of time flow, wonder when this moment will be up. 

 Let us make a memory out of it. Smile! Laugh! Show what joy you hold beneath.                                  This second shall not pass sans you.                                   
What I behold cannot be empty, the air vibrates with your thoughts, encrypted and tunneled to some distant land of yours, your personal drop-box.

                                         A happy you, so gentle and innocent!                                                                           

               You know how light glitters in your eyes when you laugh.                                                            

 It is like you shudder off an eon of ages only to become a child again. 

           Serious?! Well you look hot when you are serious, but a bore too. 

                Cling to your kiddo self, the one that betrays all the wrongs and despair of the world, the one that gives birth to your very self every time, the one that rejuvenates you and brings a happy dent smile onto your face.

                            I wish all the good and happiness of the world to land on your side of the path, where you walk shallow.                                    

  

I wish you fathom the depths of which you never seem to mention about and merge out wild and fearless from it,

 overcoming every hurdle like a stallion.

And I wish a 'tickle' to bother you every now and then, so that that broad smile splashes across your face     every time, all the time.

 Back to light, back to the world! Over and out!