Minds Eye Of Life

Nothing beats speaking and writing truth. But alas it’s seldom spoken and more rarely written. It’s not a crime to expect abundant adulation for what one believes is true talent. But then I think of it again is it selfish to feel so? Absolutely not! Being born human it’s natural for one to expect returns. A little bit of support sure helps. I think again trying to flow along with the thoughts that emerge in my mind. It’s simply relieving when one simply expresses thoughts just the way they appear in one’s mind. A lot of people say and true in the real world you are not good enough if you don’t know how to sell your thoughts. But I ask my soul tonight, how true is it? I hear words, - “It’s never worth to sell ones soul for a few moments of joy. The Joy felt is no different than finding a mirage in a hot and sunny desert.” So now the question is why do I write then? Why do I express these thoughts brewing deep within my heart? I hear feeble words from within – “I’m huma

I sat there on the rocks in the burning sun, The sea seemed to be still from distant shore, Life seemed like a struggle for a pointless cause, I thought it was all over now.