Of peaks and valleys

I can't believe how my happiness and sadness together make an endless range of peaks and valleys... there's always a fall after a rise, and a rise after a fall. The fall can't seem to remain constant, nor can the rise. It's as if once I feel I am happy and content, sorrow and lonliness always seem to be the next stop. Again and again I keep falling low into the pits of darkness... never is there a palin land I can walk upon..

feels great

Feels great...just great. It seems all the bonds have been broken, you can wander wherever you wish.The most smallest detail around seems to be swaying happily, freely. Once only a thin ray of light was seen in the dark room...today..the whole room is lighted up. The reason? I always used to search for a reason behind every single thing..but today, my search found no distinct results. You can say I've finally started living life to the fullest.

Freedom...[:)]

silence

It's the power of silence..it cannot be beaten by words. Not all the things we want to say can be put into words. Sometimes, you just aren't able to find a word that might aptly suit the emotion you want to convey. At such times, not your words, but something else speaks out for you. That something else is your silence.

Silence is rare. It is precious. Be silent and feel the tranquility. It would be at this time that you would be in touch with your inner mind, your conscience. And then you would start walking on the roads of your mind- some roads, known since ages; and some others- untrespassed.

A RHYME

It’s a beautiful day to see the sun shine
It’s a beautiful day to see the flowers mime

The sun is spreading its golden arms to embrace the sky
The flowers are miming the action of butterflies
The clouds are having a running race
The peaks are licking them for taste

The seas are waving to the sand,
Which is, under the sun, having a tan

Everyone is in a family,
A family made naturally with harmony

Everyone is in a bond of love,
A love that would never curve

Everything on this earth is a rhyme,
Which like a watch, is a useless piece of time

christmas for one and all

The leaves turn white

as the snowflakes fall

from the dark blue skies

and onto the walls

of the houses that rise

towards the starry shawl

truth veils those bad lies

the good changes evil and all

he comes down in Santa's guise

and jumps down the chimneys tall

brings various gifts and toys

such as teddies, puzzles and dolls

for all of them, bold and shy

once again the snowflakes fall.

I PROMISE...

I promise I will always keep you happy
and never let a tear of pain fall
always maintain a smile on your face
never make you sad at all.


I promise I will always be there for you
even if you don't need me
as a shadow I will always follow you
even if ahead death be.


I promise I will always support you
and give you as much space as you need
In times, I would leave you alone
if independence be priority.


I promise I will never cheat you
that would be cheating myself
tell you the truth when you need to hear it
but always be there for your help.


I promise that I will be there for you
no matter what the weather
death would be living again
as long as we are together.

HAPPINESS-LOST AND FOUND

The fragrance of joy lifts up the cliffs of feelings today
a lotus blooms through the grimy dirt
there is a mixture of joy, excitement and mirth
even the nature and earth rejoice now with gay


It is freedom, i breathe the fresh air
it is contentment, i want nothing more
it is the quietly held happiness dancing on the shore
it is a day, which, for the last few ages, hadn't got its share


I rise up in the company of the high mountains
wash my emotions with pure rivers of peace
now there are no tears, no pain, no crease
the world seems to have lifted up its curtains


This feeling, i experience today just through a bud
recieving happiness in small things clearly isn't a dud


If trivial things can hurt, they can bring smiles too
only after moistening the grass slides down the dew.

THAT TIME

Long ago we met under the smiling sun
Above the green grass
Between the brown trunks of trees
Behind the curtains of friendship

That was the time of understanding
Which I had failed to understand
That was a time we were together
When we could have made our land

My heart would often get pangs
My eyes would often search for you
But understanding is the word
That is known to just a few

Like golden memories are those moments today
Almost a beautiful dream with clarity
But only now do I realize
That was once a true time of reality

I wish I could go back to the past
Adjust the things
Make up for the future
And with happiness sing

But I regret the God given gift
The gift of understanding
Which he gave only a bit
Having partiality in every single thing

UNLIMITED BUT HIDDEN SORROW

Blue is the sky above you
Black is the path beneath you
Gold is the heart inside you
And pure is the love I feel for you

For you are my life, my destiny,
My soul, my heart, my identity.
You are my source of happiness
For me, you are tranquility.

As the stars in the endless sky shine above,
The eyes through which I look at you shine
As little drops of rain fall on the earth,
Little drops of pain on my cheeks glide.

I cannot ever forget you
For you were my own self
I cannot leave you lonely on the path,
Without offering any help.

But today you lie there
A lifeless body without a soul
Your eyes are shut
But my heart, I cannot hold.




As your limp form lies right in front of me,
I think…
Is this my identity or is this a link?

I burry my face into my hands
As sorrow overcomes me like
You are overcome by sand.
The black path beneath you just slips away,
Into the ocean from the land.

And I stand there, all alone…
There goes my life, my heart, my soul-

On the day before the number tagged ‘unlucky’,
In the eighth month below,
I felt my love for you grow.
But there was still, I realized,
There was still much more to feel,
Much more to know.

And the zest of my life came back to me
Although my smile does not reach my eyes now,
Eyes that now have deep, unlimited but hidden sorrow.

OF SODDEN SHORES

Powerful, deep, unending, serene
water on all sides, sand beneath
Those sodden rocks and sand imprints,
the roaring of the waves, puddles and pints

The gigantic sea just swallows my feelings
and adds to the solitude with twisted meaning
It says, "roll on", it says "create a place on this vast world as i have"
it taunts, "Are you jealous? : for the confusion of feelings i lack?"

Surprisingly, it reflects my personality, they say..
powerful, enraged, sometimes with danger at bay.
But otherwise, quiet and all alone,
a vast stretch of water on the golden throne.

The sea holds it's own mystery at night
unseen, thrashing it's waves with might.
The clear but salty water, which was once so blue,
Turns itself into black and grey hues.

At the break of dawn, in the golden light,
the sea sparkles with delight.
The water, which was once a scary mass
now appears as the fresh dew drops on the grass.

Now I see the connection: the relationship I share with the sea-
"Water on all sides, sand beneath".

LIFE

Life doesn't stop at every juncture
it chooses it's path and continues
just as the mighty rivers form deltas
and spread it's water to places anew

Like the beautiful seasons
our life changes
once there's autumn,
which to spring ranges.

Like a pen that works so fine
is life of your's and mine
the refill has to end
to be replaced by another pen

Like energy that can neither be created nor destroyed
the soul just immortally lies
As energy can only be converted from one form to another
If one life departs from the earth
it welcomes the entry of another.

THE CHANGES

Upon the untouched leaves

not daring to crunch under her feet

break the beautiful silence

and drum with her heartbeats

There she stood, with the pleasure of solitude

Eyes unfocussed, mind set free

an expressionless face shining a bit

clutching a branch of the tree

It’s true the darkness had once held her

she was confined into a bubble not broken

but now the air has taken it higher

and finally made it a happy and free token

The breezes once seemed very cold and numb

the leaves dry and fallenbut today the same wind whips her face with a smile

and the fallen leaves have woken

Now the beauty of life is explored

the realms of happiness in the wilderness

the negatives haven't actually vanished

but there is now a candle in the darkness

IMAGINATION

Fairies light the town
which shines as bright as a diamond crown
it seems in the fight
to get a glimpse of them
the dwarfs run around
the sky appears crystal clear
the rivers flow away
the night is as it had no fear
but was truly joyful and gay
then came the queen of fairies
draped in silver hues
as if the stars had just decided
to give the people their view
all the fairies flew to her
the one with twinkling eyes
whose lips were the red roses
and complexion pure white
yet she did not appear any pale
nonetheless, she glowed
when all the stars of the night
fell to her abode
and asked her who she was
where did she come from
answered she with voice sweet
" I am the nature,
I am the heaven,
I am a poet's song."

DROPS OF JOY

The thunder roared its arrival
Hiding the sun, it's rival.
The silver lining of the dark clouds
Became more pronounced.

The dust on the leaves was washed away
The birds on the branches danced with gay.
The fragrance of the earth lingered in the air
The blossoming flowers also got their share.

The blue planet appeared as a young lady retreating from a bath
The clouds had also cleared and wetted the path.
But the drops of joy still dropped,
Until the bathed farms, with crops, cropped.

And when the whiffs of white cotton were driven out by the wind,
The fiery ball of light in happiness began to sing.

BEING HAPPY

Being happy is what we constantly desire for.
But it is always with us, deep inside our heart’s core.

Our duty is to find it,
To make our life brightly lit,
With the thing we strive for.

The key to this lock,
Lies deep inside our brain.
If we find it, we find the grain
Of contentment,
Free of desires,
Free of any wish,
True and peaceful it is, and always will.

This stage of contentment and happiness opens the door,
To happiness galore.

This is Nirvana.