Riveting River

As I walked over the dreamy river...
The ice was thawing. floating with bits & bergs..
Wind shook the bare trees..

I try to cross the bridge..when i do i hear the thud..
I hesitate.. I stop look around..
I looked at him..
And this is what he said....

"I was ice when I began.."
"I was small when I first touched the sand"
"He wasn't ready to give in"
"I moved little by little looking at him head to head"
"Yes I did melt .. I wearied a little. but I didnt stop"
"I moved along..waiting for things to pass on"
"I met others like me.. this time we were one fighting him(sand) "

"There were few friendly trees we carried along.."
"We left no body.. stones,trees,flowers,leaves..just about everything
sometimes even the rebellious sand"
"We protected.. when they breathed with in us"
"Some saw us.. so they rained on us.. some flowed into us"

" We had learned how to live with them (sand) "
"Just when we thought things were just fine"
"It started becoming cold "...
"Some of us slowed.. others moved .."
"Things started becoming... tough..."
"We stopped.. we still held.. to our dream"
"We knew nobody could stop.. as longs as we believed.. "

"Days passed into months.. but as days went by
.. the stronger and closer we became..."

"Friends.. left.. those we protected...
we still protected.."

"Then one day.. there was a hope"
"Slowing we moved .. it was tough to move again"
"The old flame was ignited.."
"The old dream of reaching the place came back"

"Now you see me.. happy again..
but I have seen it all warm hot and cold"

"Remember we aren't here for the hot and cold"
"All of us would someday reach the place.."
"It is about how live while we flow"

I smiled.. I turned .. I crossed the bridge..

Small Things

The flavour of ice cream...

The smell of dad's shirt..

Sneaking out of the house when all
were asleep...

dancing in the rain.. or made up rain using
the garden pipe...

Or getting the toy that you always wanted...

Snuggling into parent's bed... when
you wanted to feel special...

Wearing that new dress to school on your birthday...

running to the waiting school bus when the bell rang...

Eating pickles when mama wasn't watching...
trying to fit with the sister's crowd...

The feeling of getting out of the party which
parents threw...

Breaking the glass with a cricket ball ..........
and running away........

waiting for going on summer holiday with family...

Sad but true.. Have we forgotten.... to smile..
for the small little things we used to so much
crave for

Smile.. Coz .. child is still with in you...

Unknown

I am justified..
I am petrified..
I am stupefied...

I fear.... yet fear none..
I resist yest I detest none...
I flow yet I feel I want to glow..'

My heart beats for things I wished
forever ...

I dream of the beautiful things..
the one mama told.

I am glad when i have food after a
long haul..

I live not mine but someone else's dream..
I am mellowed in tone... But not in dreams...

I am still looking for answers for which I presume
I know all the solutions...

Most times to me It feels like I have my path set
Yet wouldn't know how I would live...

For the next moment is in the mercy of unknown..
The unknown which has greater knowledge...

The unknown who is unknown to me..

World Is Filled With People !!!

World Is Filled With People !!!
Its not the filth its the people!!

Rush Runs the world
Ruin is where they head

Where is the singing of heart?
has the music been stripped?
has it lost its soul?

Why do we run away from faith and trust?
Why does the world live in misery?

Why is feeling of giving lost?
Why have we lost the happiness in sharing..?

Why do we fear the inevitable?
Why do we hold people in contempt?

Why?

Why is the world filled with people
but with very few humans?

Treat Her Like a Queen.....

When child it cant escape her
the joy on mama's face...

She dreams of closing her eyes when being loved..
She dreams of hearing him whisper "You are beautiful..."

She dreams of a life time of moments...
that she can treasure....

However she is ... Whoever she is....
She dreams of day.... When he would
hold her ...look into her eyes....
and take her along...

She cant stand him when he sleeps...
She wants to hide when he eats......
She hates him when high...

Yet She steals glances from far away..
waiting...for him to feel her presence.

She forgets its time to sleep...
When he lies helpless....

She takes his side
when no else does...

She cries when she needs
him the most...

Yet She moves along..
takening on the burden...

hoping againts hope...
that. that day would be today...

Make her believe that dreams do come true..
Make her feel that she is the only one...

Remember she is a queen...
Treat her like one...

Little Miss Sunshine

From the bottom of my broken heart....
I don't want to leave you...

My generous heart doesn't want me to hold you..
I cry for what I have lost.

I dreaded that I wont have you....
My apprehensions have come true....

It life was a like a tempest when you chugged along...
Suddenly it was a calm sea with moonlight on...

I stood on the mast .... The horizon was dark.....
I said to myself he has shown me the path....
I hoped to touch warm rays.....


I did touch the rays...
So it did...
So warm was the heat ... that I could play with it.

Clouds came by....
They made me shiver......
I said they are passing clouds ... Hang on...

She came with glaring intensity.....
Her rays touched me as if I was the only one....

Basking in heat I was so lost...
I didn't reckon She was moving on...........

Clouds came by again.... and I was lost....
I thought She would come by again....and said nothing...
and waiting for things to pass on...


Alas I didn't realize.... My day was gone...
It was a short day ,but a beautiful sunny day........
I lived each moment ..... Whenever she was there.....
Caressing me with lovely rays......I was in a lost world....

As she moves along to give some body
a longer day.....I wish she shines....
Like a little Miss Sun Shine...

Beyond Stage

Tethered was I by life's uncertainties..

Meekly i followed the herd....
Though I did know they had signs of maverick...

Hunting for signs I thought...was there some thing in them..
hmm..I told myself why bother just follow

Getting to know was an easy affair...
with a "hi" "hello" and "how do you do?"

The energy was slowing ratcheting up
Though enjoying I was still clueless whom was I meeting...

As the rumbling(conflict with in the mind) continued it was vaguely clear...
I was meeting the stories and people I felt I had met earlier..

The stories were transforming into images...
As for people I thought I was meeting my siblings of faith...
slowing people were no more people... they were virtues,they were learning..
they were unlearning....

As time passed I was amazed at what the
conglomeration of thoughts could do !!!!!!

We are all prisoners to a perspective of a prism...
which endorses the virtues of selfishness.

Misery,hatred,conflict all have their justification..
But fight we have to...
Because ....As they say

"Only an Idea can fight Another Idea"