Blocks to thoughts…

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A writer I am, I failed to blog,

Wanting to write, I have been agog,

 Putting pen to paper was tough,

As my thoughts were covered with fog.

Perhaps, a writers block, I thought..

An artiste, I am, I failed to create,

Paints, colors and hues failed to permeate,

For hours, mentally, I would just debate,

Putting the brush on the canvas, my flow couldn’t relate.

Perhaps, a creative block, I thought.

Have been riding on waves of highs and lows,

Surfing between life’s roughs and troughs,

With some situations, I could courageously deal,

Some happenings, were not in my control.

Perhaps, a mental block, I thought.

Today, I became my own tutor,

I taught myself that experiences are life’s biggest teachers,

Lessons, in schools, we  have learnt many,

To live with life and march forward, are moments of life’s epiphany !!

Perhaps,an enlightening discovery, I thought !!

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A Bouquet of thoughts..

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A bouquet of flowers, you would receive many,

I present you with a bouquet of memories and thoughts,

Where we were tied with different emotions,

Some easy to untie, some difficult knots.

I bring the “roses”…of thoughts for you..

A bunch of our memories for you,

Drizzled with all our love,

A hint of naughtiness and teasing,

The sharing, caring, warmth and affection,

The giggles and laughter, still tickle my imagination,

I bring you the colorful carnations..of our bonding emotions..

Whenever some pricks brought tears to my eyes,

I could always count on your shoulders to cry,

I hope I was there for you in your days of gloom,

I hope I was caring enough to provide you space to bloom.

You blossomed into a beautiful “Dahlia”,

I may be a glowing “Marigold”

In growing up with you, I reminisce beautiful moments of nostalgia,

Today, I write in BOLD, To be your sister and have you as mine, makes me very proud !!

Happy Birthday dear sister

Dream..

Someplace, far away,

Under the soft blanket of the blissful blue sky,

Where there are no tears, no sorrows,

No fears, no stress, no hurry for tomorrow

I would like to stay and truly live my life..

Under the soft blanket of the blissful blue sky,

Where there is compassion and love,

Where there is a treasure chest of goodness to shove,

Where there are rains of peace and harmony from above,

I would like to stay and truly live my life..

Under the soft blanket of the blissful blue sky,

Where I could take a flight in the unchartered universe,

Where I could flutter around gathering the nectar from the life’s deep caverns,

Where I could be myself, without being torn apart playing different roles,

I would like to stay and truly live my life..

Under the soft blanket of the blissful blue sky…

Someplace, far away…

 

Life is fair?

To battle the fierce fears,

Which attack our sole soul,

We should sometimes be allowed to cry aloud,

And apply a balm on our sore heart to help us soar high,

We need to shear the ego & the ‘I’, and see life through the sheer “eye“,

And let go of some of our limiting attributes and sum up our life.

The underlying requirement of human life, is a Piece of Peace,

To tide over, our tied shackles of problems and limitations.

We tend to assess if life is fair, but the truth that matters is, in this journey how did we fare?

 

I have used homophones in each line of this piece and tried to bring out the gist of life. Hope you all enjoy it.

Where does it hurt?

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Why do we feel hurt,

By words someone has spoken…

Where do we feel it and where does it pain??

Where do the tears flow from ??

The wounds and the scars of the older wounds aching and hurting,

Are intensely etched and ingrained,

Somewhere in the deep crevices of our being…

The words are spoken arrows,

Hitting the target of the concentric circles, of the emotional dart board,

Bringing out the hidden emotions of anger, sadness and frustrations to the brink,

To ooze out of us.

We demand an apology, and rightly so..

Lest, to satisfy our ego,

But, my dear friends, Do you think that’s the way to go??

Apology, is a must,

Not from the person who shot arrows of words on us,

But from ourselves to US,

For having suppressed the emotion within and for blaming it outside of us.

A big shout out of Thank You to the person who speaks thus,

To help trigger the release of emotion buried within us,

To bring about the emotional upheaval from within,

To facilitate our true healing !!

 

Are you Sorry ?

These days, in my day to day conversation with various people, I find the word “sorry” to be used left, right and center.  I feel, it’s one of the most abused words in the language and is losing it’s sanctity.

The various scenarios where it tends to get ‘mis’used..

I can’t attend class today – “sorry “….It’s really become business like. No repentance, no actual hint of apology..

You step on someone’s toe and just blurt out, “sorry” without actually meaning it..

Late for a meeting, (Simple…so sorry, got stuck in traffic….)

Hey I forgot to get your book, sorry..

Even the kids these days are so gregarious with this ‘sweet’ little word…when I question them about..not calling after reaching from place A to Place B, or for not doing their homework or exceeding the time for watching TV, the answer is one word – “SORRY”..I forgot. Sorry, by mistake…It’s just a statement..

Sorry has become the new style of greeting… for anything and everything, there’s sorry ready in the tray…

If only,

Sorry could mean a sincere apology, without any strings of excuses attached to it.

Sorry could mean a message to your loved ones to say, I do make mistakes, I’m not perfect. Please accept my apology.

A sorry could mean a way to express ones feelings of repentance.

If only, sorry could be a heartfelt word to convey the true intention for the travesty of actions !

 

Chaos to peace..

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A whirlwind of thoughts,

Coming in different sizes, colors and hues,

Inflicting our heart and mind,

Confusion, disorder, chaos prevailing..

Leaving us in disturbed, stressful, and angry states of mind.

The onus is on us,

To dive deep within ourselves,

To tap into that untouched love, that peace and calm..

To put an order to the chaotic thoughts.

Those days…

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There are days in life,

When things just happen,

Thoughts just flow freely,

We feel satisfied and content,

Full of life, happiness and energy..

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There are days, when we don’t need phones, gadgets or televisions,

The days when we can just hum and sing along for hours,

The days when we can cook a meal with all love flowing through..

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The days when we practice compassion and gratitude,

The days we have oodles of patience to deal with the tantrums of our little children,

The days when we are able to put up with the whims and fancies of people around us,

The days when nothing can possibly trigger our anger  and irritation.

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Those are the days, We meet our true self,

That’s the way we all are created,

That’s the way we are all meant to be.

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So, lets adopt a simple smile,

Imbibe a little peace and calm,

Lets have a little laugh till our stomach hurts,

And lets keep the stress away for a while.

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Lets all become a little aware,

And  put it into practice..

For a day might arrive,

We can just go with the flow of life,

Give ourselves another chance,

To dance and sway to life’s trance.