Tag Archives: reflections

OUR GUIDE!!!


Life brings series of good memories.

Teaches and guides us,

Through its sweet parleys.

There are double moments of grief and sorrows,

Yet better to embark on those,

That were good and happy days,

For brooding on bad ones will sure put us down.

Being in the company of good friends,

Lead us through betrayals, disappointments and hurts,

Open are the lessons from something that went wrong,

With times it fades away,

New ones come and give us,

Chance to rebuild and steer our life’s boat,

For those who seek shore,

Eventually land at right moorings,

The toughness of journey and,

Its lessons learnt,

Do make us worthy of next bend,

The fear of getting it wrong,

The sense of proved botch,

Makes you strong,

Land you in good and better times.

Those are the moments that make you kind,

Lead you to give without finding returns,

For Love eschews desires,

Expectations and brings happiness unbound,

Efforts bring forth desired plans,

Forge ahead with greatest will,

Opulence finds the man who deserve,

Life is with no easy gains,

Its toil and hardship,

You can’t do without,

Hope and positive vibes,

Are the virtues you need to stride.

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POISED MIRROR!!!


I sing the song of Love and care,

Of the trails which we tame,

Times and moments we live,

Challenges we encounter in this journey,

Of this life and beyond.

While we tackle those,

We live and love,

Who do not leave us until we travel,

Till the end of the road.

We arouse them and they stir us.

Some have corrupted their minds and souls,

Concealing their real self,

Making the bodies refuse commands of the souls.

They could have made and call themselves,

Well-made men/women,

For the body will baulk the soul,

And it will appear on their face,

Along the body parts will revolt,

It will show in their walk,

The flex of the waists,

As you linger to see their back,

It conveys more than any reflection.

We love simple folks and loosen ourselves,

In their adored company,

Pass and discuss our toiled efforts,

March in line, pause, listen and cherish those moments,

Wait for chance to mingle again,

And in them fathers/mothers and their sons/daughters,

Value their vigour, serenity and beauty magnified

These men are of wonderful vigour, calmness, beauty of person,

Those little gangs of forlorn,

Whose company among the rest at evenings is not enough…

SPRITE PARLEYS!!!


Unstoppable as the gust of wind that roars,

And takes the breath away,

Of the mortals and mute creations,

The dancing and laughing ones,

That animate and quite sound,

Of the wonders of Universe,

That occupy petite or colossal space.

I saw thoroughgoing alongside my journeys,

Of this mundane world,

At a glance or in the whirlwind.

The markings of their sprite parleys,

I cannot but be a partaking being,

Among their soulful tap,

Waving their spiteful arms and mindful thoughts.

As the earth below them vibrate,

Creating hymns of bountiful mortals,

Topping the vibrations of collective minds and souls,

Spreading a glee among the non-active.

I could not but be an accomplice,

Among such a on the go company,

I reflected and gazed but little did I realize,

What wealth of picture the Creator painted,

For us to perceive.

Often, when I am on my mat,

In reflective or brooding state,

These thoughts flash through my memory,

Creating a blissful seclusion,

I go into pensive mood of the inner eye,

Marveling at the ability of the human brain,

And then my soul is filled with inner joy,

And so I dance and dance,

As if in a Trance.