Be yourself

Who do you wish to be?

If not yourself.

Who could you possibly be?

But yourself.

Where do you wish to be?

If not within yourself.

No one and nothing can fill the void,

When you aren't  yourself.

Real world.

For half a lifetime have been living in a world of my own.
High time I stepped out of it to meet the real world.
Hope it's not as deceitful as I feared it would be.
Hope it is prettier than I imagined it to be.
Where love exists not only in books.
Where people are basically good.
Respect for others natural.
Life without limitations.
And all can breathe.
Equality exists.

Vacation?

The dam of calm has started showing cracks lately, hope seeping out slowly.

Need cement of patience and sensibility to mend it, if we want to continue surviving.

Can't let "wants" surpass the "needs" right now, surely a vacation less important than safety.

Stay home, stay safe, keep the head firmly on your shoulders, for we must help those who "Have"to venture out for us daily.

Learning

Learning to listen, without any words being said,
and watching the world, without being there.

Learning to feel plethora of emotions, without being touched,
and reaching out to others, without being physically present.

Learning to spend dateless, day less weeks and months,
and holding on to the memories being made at all hours.

Learning to prioritize simplicity over complexity,
and being deadly calm in the midst of a storm.

Learning to love and fall in love, all over again,
With the ones I always loved.

Learning to respect and admire nature and its beauty,
and pledging to take care of it in the future.

Caught in a loop, in the never ending cycle of learning.
Learning one step at a time to restore sanity.

Will learn well,
and this too shall pass.
 

September

Bunches of red, contrasting with greens of leaves.
Little flower umbrellas, sheltering insects from grieves.

Cool September breeze, giving respite from the heat.
Making flowers blossom, getting ready for Autumn greet.

Veteran leaves turning yellow, saying goodbyes, ready to let go.
Magic of Autumn hiding within each fold, forests waiting to transform in motion slow.

The morning stroll

                           Photo Credits Go To Zubin Oommen Ittyerah

  Walking hand in hand towards rising hope, welcoming a new day.

   On a road uncluttered and clear made of faith.

   Cool, calm breeze ruffling the hair, could turn into a storm.

   Reminding, urging to be one another's  pillar of strength.

   Flowers of prosperity blooming, filling the heart with contentment.

   Finding joy in each other's company, feeling safe.

   Street lights , the guiding lights, like the trust within.

   For life will happen everyday if we have each other.