Blessed

 

When the sun puts a glow on my face

I know I am blessed

When the chirping of birds fill my ears

I know I am blessed

When the breeze of wind embraces me as I walk

I know I am blessed

When the sound of my child’s laughter swells my heart

I know I am blessed

Taking that moment to acknowledge my blessing

Is when I am truly blessed

Darshana

The deceitful album

I open the dust covered album to relive the time we spent
Too blind to see, time changed you my friend

How close we were
How much merrier

From then to now
What happened and how

Let bygones be bygones
Let us unturn the stones

Not once not twice
With every dice

The album deceives me
With every photo I see

I once again put out my hand to grab you
But that memory was just a dew

You slip through my hand
Like the dessert sand

You were there, believe me
I was there, believe me
The photo is telling our story remember
But life is a river and the memory is a drop of water

 I forget that very often
 That album becomes a burden

Only thing I can say
I knew that drop once
We swam together for hours at end
But now it's time to say adiós my friend

Darshana

Naive Longing

The heart, it longs for the moon,
while it has the earth for its own..

Little does it know the barren moon,
stole its shine from the sun..

While the earth silently carries the wonders of life in its womb.

My Story

Is my story my cover
or the lenses that passed over?

Is it the entire book
or just the last page my bearer?

Fleeting in all this, is a soul that you missed to see
it's in none of these and yet it defines me

-Darshana

On the bright side

As the days slide
I cant help but ponder
was there a bright side
I often wonder

Is it still to come
or has it faded away
If life is just ups an downs
then in the end what matters is where your story ends

-Darshana

Dont know how

I want to make things right
but I dont know how
I want to clear things up
but I dont know which
I want to let it go
but I dont know what
I wish we could start it all over again
the same old u
the same old me
and no distance between us.

My blessing in disguise

If you are just a voice in my ear,
I want to hear no other sound
If you are an angel sent by God to look over me,
I want to be in trouble all the time
If you are just a wonderful dream,
I want to sleep forever
You are my blessing in disguise

Dark

The absence...
        of light

The fear...
        of the unknown

The seed...
        of courage

The first few steps...

The deep breath...
        of relief

The enlightenment...
        of the soul

The presence...
        of oneself

Sometimes you need to be in the dark to see yourself

Growing old too fast

Around 3 weeks back I had this urge of getting red streaks. Reason... its the perfect time to experiment. It did not matter if it turned out to be a disaster. At least I would be doing something crazy for my standards. People say, the current generation has become very irresponsible. They got easy money faster, and they have nothing to worry about. I think, we did not get to be young at all. I remember being a child and then feeling old all of a sudden. There were too many things to worry about. Getting into a good college, getting a good job, doing well at work and managing all your earnings. I am 25 already I don't remember doing anything crazy till now and I don't see myself doing anything in the coming years too. That's why the thought of red streaks and getting a tattoo some time. Well, my sister was strongly against the tattoo idea and so that got dismissed. Red streaks... maybe this weekend.