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A Love That Rekindled The Poet In Me
Sitting alone engrossed in thoughts,
Empty chairs all around,
Make me wonder how much I miss her.
A lovely girl I once met,
Is now miles away from me,
Heart desires to meet her again,
But she’s now far away across the sea.
The moments spent together,
A few of them silly,
A few of them intense,
Are all engraved in my mind forever.
Was it her smile that gave me joy?
Or was it her twinkling eyes that, stole my peace?
Been a destinies child all my life,
Sometimes lonely, sometimes loveless.
Thanks to her, for she made me smile.
At times I smile in her absence,
As I relive our moments of togetherness.
Special she will always be to me,
Never held her hand,
Never Kissed her lips,
Yet my heart beats with Joy.
Was it love or was it not?
The tussle of heart and mind is never ending.
Somewhere deep within my silly heart,
A little voice speaks words of wisdom,
It was love but of a different kind,
She was special and now hard to find.
I find it hard to find words to express my gratitude,
She was an angel who rekindled my poetic attitude.
It was yet another Friday or billions of
earthlings. May be it was a mundane day ahead for
some and exciting for others. An exciting day ahead for the ones who were certain
of the joy to be unwrapped the next day, the weekend. Well, in my case it was
the former. Blame it on being one amongst the many who work on Saturdays.
The distance between us questions possibilities, Two souls who connect yet shall stay detached, Life running along parallel tracks that shall never meet, Yet hope says they would someday be entwined. UnInhibited feelings spoken, thoughts exchanged, Unassuming how the world would read them, Prejudices can't be fought, let free thoughts sail, It's a battle less spoken, but I know many shall be fought. Feelings expressed in words for many are view points, Sometimes misunderstood, unacceptable for few. Thoughts expressed are sometimes song of a bleeding heart, These emotions maybe shunned by many as no art. Questioned and unacceptable orphan thoughts, Wish to die accepted, but denied and stay detest. Don't let yourself be consumed by the opinions of others, Your soul deserves a sweet song, let it be one about it's zest.
The other day in midst of a long tiring journey from the airport I zoned out in thoughts, looking outside the window. What was I thinking? I was trying to fathom as to what's the single most element distinguishing mediocrity from excellence.
A lot of us have this beautiful idea in our mind to be achievers of some sort. Each individual has their own definition of excellence. All of it leading to creating a happy space in our minds. But these remain mere ideas and definitions in our head.
We have a lot of clutter occupying our minds. Some of it even includes being less appreciative of others success. Being too bothered about right and wrong of others choices. A bunch of useless thoughts which in no way are going to be helping us in our pursuit of happiness. When we are done with all the wining about the world and people in it, we get on with our mediocre life.
We seem to believe that there is solace in the cocoon of mediocrity.
"There are no easy ways, no escapes, Yet we wish s…