In the stillness

The walk seemed like an endless journey to me. The trees and the beautiful flowers no longer pleased me. The farfetched clear blue sky didn’t allure me by its beauty.

I asked myself, should I stop…but the answer was – not yet. My legs were tired and my mind confused. I didn’t understand if I was punishing myself or blaming someone for what was happening in my life.

How I wished at these times – just like in the movies or as in some religious books – a voice could break from the sky and tell me what needs to be done. I am clearly ok with the part: had happened, as it cannot be replayed and edited. And hence, I think, the focus should naturally be on – what’s next.

Now my legs were aching, for in anger I had covered quite a distance.

I kept walking…still.

The end seemed near for it was the edge. The edge was high and deep. I kept staring down below. I kept staring up above. I could have fallen; I could have flown. Instead I sat… I self talked… I sat still… I pondered… I stared….

I sat in the stillness, for a while.

Was I to give up… yet? Was I to give up… so easily?

No ways!

Perhaps, a voice did speak to me. I got up removed the dust and dirt that had clinged onto me.

My self-talk was over. My belief system was shaken and stirred and revisited. My attitude had shifted.

Greater things can be seen when the attitude is altered and perception shifted.

What did I see?

A bright yellow flower, as it stood victoriously under the sun in the midst of some rocky soil. For if the tiny organism could survive, I was certain I too, could. The tiny creature had spoken to me of its determination, perseverance and a strong will to survive. Although, its image was quite contradictory to what it had spoken off.

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Price of a heart

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Long had I waited to seal a deal

Long was he gone; and long was I sad.

Someone came along the way,

Asked me,”how good is your heart?”

Less did I know it was a trap.

Weakly I answered it is good to go.

“How far will you go for your loved one”, he asked.

I guess further than he has gone.

He showed me the picture of my loved one.

He asked me, “What would you do to be a part of the picture?”

How clever was he, dressed in disguise.

I mistook him as a slave, for he was the master of the world.

I promised him my heart for the love of my soul.

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The master had played the trick well.

Only later I found, the soul was no longer his.

My baby was no longer innocent,

He was just a slave to the master.

Treacherous, deceiving, conniving master had taken my heart for his soul.

I deserved what I got the soul for my heart.

The master smiled at his victory;

My priceless heart had now become painless too.

 

The poem tells about a lady who has lost her baby. The devil comes with a deal and asks for her heart and promises her the soul of the child. It seems to her that her baby is happy; and she seals the deal with him. When she actually meets her baby she finds that he is no longer innocent but turned like the master (for he was staying in his world and has learnt his traits). Now she can’t complain as she got what she had asked for. Thus she understands that her priceless heart had now turned painless too as she is not affected to see her child change being something/someone different.

F FOR FEAR OR FREEDOM

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Fear of failure, will prevent you from victory

Fear of falling, will prevent you from flying.

Fear of distress, will prevent you from hoping.

Fear of speaking, will prevent you from being heard.

Fear of not making an impression, will prevent you from making a lasting impression.

Fear of learning, will prevent you from evolving.

Fear of planning, will prevent you from becoming a visionary.

Fear of listening, will prevent you from knowing the truthful facts.

Fear of losing, will prevent you from gaining.

Fear of risking, will prevent you from investing.

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Fear of creativity, will prevent you from innovation.

Fear of fearing, will prevent you from the freedom of thoughts, words and actions.

Fear of most of the things, will prevent you from living your life.

Fear of enjoying, will prevent you from living your life.