Giving..

Giving away something to someone
How does it feel?
Expectations in return..
A natural thing!
How many give without expectations?
Who does?
Parents perhaps..
Some will pop up answers like family etc.
The reality is, None.
All humans, just the same..
So while giving, know that you do know,
you're giving..and you remember..
and calculate..and save in memory store..
Forever..?
Even when not expect, you try to save
yourself from certain harms; cleansing
conscience, and things like that, to bring
solace to your self..?
Suppose you're betrayed, or hurt by them
or felt helpless?
Don't you repent?
Don't you then remember you gave them
something?
Everyone does, so do you..
Then, how to handle, b'cause the other
finds it nothing?
Anger or resentment, evident or hidden
find their place..
If you remember and make the other realize,
will it hardly make a difference?
You find ways to again calm yourself..
Work out?
Meditate?
Just to prove you were wrong through out..
Lesson: Think before giving, why/whom?

God's plan

Throttled..
Stopped to say anything.
Annoying..
Just because,
had been hearing..
Hearing and obeying (for too long?).
Taught long before
to do so..
Something was wrong..
Maybe in teaching..
Threw away the old,
as felt some bold..
And now made them listen.
Will they realize (doubt)?
Humbleness is gone.
Provocation has done.
A person stands
with rights and strengths..
Wondering,
Why again such fight?
Knows,
It's not the last.
It's God's plan.

Hope waits afar..

They talk about a lot of things..
Things or words to impress,
as it seems..
Forgiveness, compassion are like stones
thrown at,
when spoken by those who hardly know
what it really means..
Pain within grows too much to bear but
one not allowed to scream,
as none feels the thunder and storm or
an ever flowing unseen stream..
Who can forgive or love other than
the Supreme Power?
This knowledge bestows a meaningful
life lest upon someone you lean;
Leaving false hopes the world presents
before to shower,
I can already see dull faces turning to gleam..
Unanswered journey asks to walk more,
some more.., till you meet your dreams..
Beyond certain clouds is the ray of hope,
waiting for sure..,
Now, you've to decide your extremes!

Everything is perfectly rubbish, and its true!

Mixed emotions aroused..
They know the reality.
Affirm,
A complete reality brought forth..
Where though all illusory it seems,
is but a reality, mindful of folks!
Where doubts persist, unceasingly,
And people mislead in daily chores;
When you've to re-review intentions,
Check the deeds are free, not forced..
Now has arrived the perfect time,
find a perfect place, lest everything before you blows..
A place to sit and watch, what disturbs the grace?
Face the Light and ask the blessed rays..
For, smiles though speak a lot still much they hide..
The clear sky of inside says at last,
What stops you, is it your very own pride?

All are Mine..

So this canvas before is to disappear,
sans much worry or fear..
Wait..as the skies melt into hanging heavens
and fingers move to swipe some tears..
Not knowing reasons what brought here,
as heights show places left behind so clear..
Return of steps bound to happen on a day
when many friends wait at the golden gates;
Flashes a reminder,
Were they not once strangers to appear?
Running thoughts bring back
to the lazy track that allows a tiny train,

with smiles and hands waving at pines..
Their fallen cones, few with their trunks,
in little palms, a gift of divine..
Although fades in watchful eyes,
imprints everlasting memories in minds..
Singing subtle hymns,
"All are mine..all are mine..all are mine...."

Very Clear!

 A long journey
Is it to unfold?
Denying it goes
Flows and shows
Breaks, mends, bends
Never to stop
I ask and ask
And see,
It has no intention
To answer
For it has remaining
Many tasks..
What will happen?
Wait for my answers
Or
Its flow..,
Will ever stop?
Elusive images float
That were once clear
Fear prevails
Unable to steer
Dare is unfair
For its futile
When you know
The loss will be,
Unable to bear..
At a distance
Though I cannot
See or feel
Just a remembrance
On clouds formed
As memories storm
My heart hears
The flow,
That goes and goes, but
Never shows..,
For I know,
I fear to know
There's no one near..
It's very clear!

Your life's not at stake..

Those who watch
Are they mine?
Is all fine?
Apparently, all's well..
So, one can safely say
Far from hell..
To please or displease
To simply let away
As it's too clogged up
in fine nerves
And causing troubles uncease..
Needing a corner to say
Where none to hear or pray
Strangers few visiting
Bothering not much
As the world is full of others who
too have something or the other
to say..
Where face is as it is
With no mask to make it fake
How long will one tolerate n bake
when you're all aware
you've no share of a cake?
During such times
writing without a care
definitely erases unseen
sorrows peeping at
the doors of next day..
Ah! the realization;
After all,
Your life's not at stake..

Many-many..

Don't worry,
I'm all alert
More attentive than
most of my known
attentions..
Well, you seem to
be interesting..
Yes, I'm listening..
Lending you more
than I usually can..
Your braggings..
Possessions..
Huge mansions..
I'm all ears..
Your golden past..
Your royal cast..
The blue blood..
I stand steadfast..
Because you're my boss!
But then, now it's enough!
Though I'm not known
Yet it's an old stuff
Repetitions, don't you see?
Bring some more stories
I'm tired with each huff
As I climb these cliffs
with you, in every cough..
These provide me imaginations
Some solid suggestions
But then, you're fortunate
As were born with
Golden spoon, full of honey..
Well, dark paths I have avoided
Though I wanted to walk
Chances I deprived
Regrets or not
I forgot
At the moment,
I feel mesmerized
Transient only
Because betrayals I've seen many
Despite I hope and pray,
I know,
It's not the last agony..
There are waiting on the way still many..
Many-many..

The True Power

So if one has power,
That person can do anything..!
Did I say, anything?
Yes, anything means anything..!!!
Like,,,
Leaves before others who slog
till the time finishes..
Comes after all have arrived
to start their given work..
Orders are given by, not taken..
When comes, everyone looks as if
very much shaken..
What to say of others?
They all feel as if are left for
the days to come
ever heart-mind broken...
Not inspired?
Of course when you calm down
and the aroused rage when leaves,
You think,
One day you'll be also....like..
...
Just WAIT...!
...
Life is more than with those who
have this so called Power..
They miss so much in fact..
The true laughs and cries of
those who don't have the power..
The ever striving spirit..
Their  downs..
Their falls..
Their disappointments..
Their suicidal thoughts..
Their deepest depressions..

The nervous wreck calls and calls..

Never to be heard within or outside
in the world beyond huge dreary walls..

Is Mocked?

Yes, the emotions it evokes,
Have you ever felt or seen
as Broke?

The curses that follows the power..
Leaves also that one wrecked within..
Yes,
the world is full of Sin..
All dark n dim..
All one needs,
With or without,
This Power..
Is,
Ultimately to,
Go..
With in..
For, there lies
The True Power.

Try and Believe..

What it is to know God?
A living God..
Not a mere picture
Or an idol
A living God..
Knowing you..
Your thoughts..
Your actions..
Everything..
Even your breaths..
Every inch of everything..
Just everything..
Mention it..
Name it..
Your body..
Your mind..
Your soul..
He knows All..
And when you start knowing God..
You feel it happening..
Every fraction of time..
The minutest one..
Mention it..
Name it..
The nano, the pico or the femto
Or any other of a second..
He's with you..
Ever conversing with you..
And you simply know it..
Believe it..
Follow it..
This faith keeps you going..
Keeps growing..
Each day of your life..
And the journey becomes
As beautiful as it can be..
He's with me..
He's with you..
Just go ahead with this thought..
Thrive it well..
Let it mix in the very blood that makes you..
And witness miracles happening daily..
Try and Believe..
His ANswers will follow you..

Nest, the best

I was given the sky
To fly far and high..
My mind,
on the highest spot,
had its eye..
So, I did my try
and came to know
by and by..
As my heart soared too
and gave true reply;
"My nest, the best place
of the world!"
Still I feel happy about
I went to fly..
Coming home,
is the best..,
No matter how far
one goes to fly..

Just see..

Tell me,
Where from did you find?
Explain me,
Who asked you to remind?
And lo,
As always you leave me awe struck..,
for you know what needs to be defined..
Some thing some where is though far,
is destined to be..
How?
That He or You know already..
I'm just left to..
See?

blank pages..

Staring at the blankness
waiting for a happening..
Without knowing what
exactly wanting..
Discarding all thoughts
entering mind..
Knowing not fit to be
into a particular kind..
Words vanished from
pages before making
impressions on the
blind..

I admire..

Those palaces that existed once
reverberate plenty of voices
as I can see on your face
when behind wrinkles
your smiles fail to hide
hearing them at the moment..
The top most floor where
winds passed you with a book
leaving with youthful emotions
to hook..
The beauty of those days
which you still reciprocate
by endless detailed mentions
you're missing each of them
so much..
And without being there,
as if I'm living them in your
innocence, knowing
I'm falling for you, each day
admiring more and more,
longing to hear from you,
so much..
I wonder,
Have I been waiting for you
only so long,
for  I've never felt before as such..

Correlate

Not mentioned those correlations
Understood by whom?
You, and you alone
Just leave alone
None sought
You got
In different forms
Though pages left
Not opened
Avoided and if seen, ignored
Destiny is always playing a firm role
But then, by itself unapparent force
And lo! Book appears and pages open
without a move
Words dance before you
Left in wonder,
I didn't try, then why?
Answers from where, I didn't require?
Definite destiny inexplicable yet
can be avoided..?!
If not, mind picks a train which has
no where to go,
Ceaseless moving at last breaks all
bridges, topples down from the track
Disaster breaks, and you find,
You're left alone..
There was no love, no promise, no vow
Following mere thoughts
People say, all imaginations to lure
While deep inside you know
How you were made so sure
Was it by you, yourself or
Somebody playing with your
emotions pure?
Defeated in your own eyes
You accept what people say
Though you still wonder and believe
What you saw was just for your eyes to see
without affecting your reality
Mind playing tricks?
Not definitely,
for correlations do exist..
See today,
pages opened by themselves,
bringing forth words of thee
as if reminding me, answers
which only depths of heart can see,
No, not even me..
Or the song which switches on by itself
without intention, and plays something
having answers,, which again only my
heart and its depths can hear or see..
and I say, definitely..
Correlations (connections?) do exist..
Howsoever far may be..

bitter truth

Life of lies we live..
Pretentious environment
we all give..
Courage is not required
at all.
Who shows truth,
through the doorway
that person leaves..
Learning should come
sooner, the better,
because in the harsh world
an innocent seldom survives..
So next time think its fine
and healthy,
if you've to show you're serious
when you're not,
there may be times when you
ought to laugh despite the pain
inside you've got..
Whenever see such thing happening,
forget me not..

When poems are lost..

Returning into a small world..

World of what I see..,

That is there for me..

Not at all a fancy,

I leave all fantasy,

It's not meant for me..

I set myself from all 

my expectations from me,

absolutely free..

Not read much.

Many things not heard of,

Can never think about to touch..

Still much to be known..

If I cannot what difference will it make?

What for there is so much rush?

I have no needs or wants.

A small place to close my eyes,

And leave all thinking,

for I can take no more.

My cup is full to brim

It overflows..

I have more than required much..

changed..

Years ago..
Not much far
from now..
I see,
things have changed..
I'm not the same..
Words have changed..
What to say?
I cannot write the same,
because feelings have
changed..
Am I the same?

Rhyme's a habit

Certain habits I've abandoned
Not questionable, they were bad
Bad indeed because no good
in them they had
Many more I'm going to leave
Not a bit I'm sad
In fact I'm too glad
To get rid off them..!

All's gray..

Trying to get energy
sapped since morning
I looked out of the window..

The gray sky failed
to provide while the mild
winds blew through the door..

A number of trips,
up and down,
here and there,
frustrations, miseries
the more they came, said
better was the situation before..

What if a human given power
of God, will things improve?
With limited minds what God
does prove?

Unlimited is Everything
What seems unplanned is
His own planning..

What will we do to improve?
The work given is not done
as comparisons intrude..

Results are by passed as
all were busy to brood..

How many were there
who despite hardships
till last at their place
undeterred stood?