Have I Lost my Poetry !!

Photography by Tejas Singh

Photography by Tejas Singh

Have I Lost my Poetry !!

 

Have run out of ideas, disarray are my thoughts

I have lost my words and dreams, gamut of writing art

Which earlier was my forte, I used to razzmatazz 

Too numb to feel anything, the Poetry is lost……..

 

There is no fresh inspiration, to well up the drought

The ocean is dried up, once was so deep n vast

Need to reignite the fire in my frozen heart

Its not the one which flows in veins, but burns you red hot

 

All the stories I nurtured all along, are vent n exhaust

I keep going back to the same beliefs and dreams, once envisaged

Letting the same emotions flow, over n again the canvas and collage

Have I devoured the skill of rhyming or all my creativity is lost……..

 

For once I have to feel so strongly about something

A new idea, a new feeling or a novel thought

For once again I need to connect to my soul

Feel the passion and not let it perish or rot………….

 

Poetry gives me joy n my sense of attainment

 Enlightens my eyes and enlivens my heart

Can’t wait till I get some fresh air to breathe

So let these feelings be the source, to let the stream start…..

Advertisements

Act When You Must !!

Photography by Tejas Singh

Photography by Tejas Singh

Act When You Must !!

 

Trough shall never hit, if you plan ‘Change’ while still at crest

Break inertia and explore, more when you are at your best

Move on when you get the first signal of beginning of dusk

For there is a new dawn awaiting and night we walk through must

 

Choose when you have options, not when left with no choice

Speak when it matters, not when no one needs your voice

Act when you must, not when it’s trivial and trite

No one but it’s You who decides when the time is right

 

Leave when you still want it, not when you have lost your appetite

Eat when you are hungry, not when served and obliged

Strike when the iron is hot, not when is brittle and oxidized

Reinvent, rediscover and revive before you have died

 

Fear not the unknown and unexplored

Wear not the old treasure once conquered

Sing not the past laurels and dead valor

Plan the next victory when still stained with blood is your sword

Under The Shadow Of Giant Trees…

Evergreen Trees

Under The Shadow Of Giant Trees…

 

Blessed are those special ones, whom God bestows with His might

They are indeed those bright minds, who earn this gift for the right

They have certainly risen more than other poor mortals in plight

 

Now that you are the chosen one, have bigger challenge to fight

There are those who bow their head in reverence, contain the power inside

Spread their aura; kindle the radiance, to the humble and slight

 

There are some who can’t hold the power, get blinded by their might

Can’t see those new tiny stars around, who are struggling for their lime light

Narcissists captivated in self-gratification, nonchalant to selfless side

 

Giant and towering trees let only nestling climbers touch height

Indifferent, syphoning wherewithal, causing erosion, basking in avaricious pride

Eclipsed in their amoral shadow, many true n worthy saplings died!

March On…

March on !

 

Don’t be complacent , don’t be smug

On your conquered laurels , no matter how grand !

 

Sharpen your saw, refurbish your arms

Be ready to annex forever new land !

 

This shall renew you each next day

Don’t lose your shine, remain fresh and new brand!

 

Learn and learn, its never enough yet,

Redeem every breath, forever you’ll be in demand !

 

You are part of me…

007

They may see in you an ordinary boy

But I know you’re quite unusual

Not a regular next door guy,

A discreet and super individual

 

Once if you meet someone,

You win him for life

You touch his heart and soul,

With your candor n smile

 

Your world is totally different

With meaningful little things..

Where reality gets blurred

And dreams get their wings

 

Where fish can actually fly,

Birds can also swim

Where humans turn in robots

Zombies killed by imps

 

Your reasoning is so special

Your ingenious has no parallel

Ordinary things just bore you

In puzzles and riddles, you excel

 

I want to see the world from your eyes

For, it’s limitless beyond the skies

With a mind always on flight

You could touch the stars so high

 

I know you’re going to be exceptional

It wonders me what’s your whim

I have seen your young mind question,

Look for answers of world so distinct

 

You’re part of me,

So I live you everyday

My heart beats for you

For your triumph, I always prey!!

 

 

Mentor and Coach !!

Mentor and Coach !!

 

I have touched a few lives

Some vain, some really bright

They renewed, they grew and reached their height

Met their purpose, which made their heart smile

 

It feels great to play that role

But on my heart it takes a toll

As this involves me to go through a process

Of trust and love and emotions enfold

 

It starts with loving the dough of thy soul

Soaking in mine, as if it was a mold

Slowly it takes the shape of my heart

Fits into it as if it was a part

 

It grows its stems and leaves to feed

It strengthens the roots to stand on its feet

Only to discover that it was God’s art

To use me as a carrier to take them to their path

 

It’s great to be worthy of playing that role

But everytime my heart stretches and reshapes

It wilts to shreds, baring new holes

It causes a piercing ache, unexplained, untold

 

It’s my heart and it’s my soul

Not a synthetic cast or a throwaway mold

You may use and shed whenever…

You think you are ready for a new goal

 

God tells me it’s great to be a catalyst

To contribute to the others’ catharsis

But, it impregnates my heart with a new hope

That I found my true friend ‘n’ accomplice

 

I want to hold on to it for all the blood ‘n’ tears I give

I join its dream as it‘d break if I miss

But then it’s evolved and ready for a goodbye kiss

You shovel me out of my make belief bliss

 

I am left bleeding in anguish n pain

Isolated, lonesome and torn by a vane

Withered by a storm, deluged by the rain

Feeling hollow and vain all over again

 

God! It’s been long, I swore, I’ll not surrogate anyone’s soul

I’ll not love or nurture it to have me cajoled

You served me anew! As it was meant to merge

I started believing, we are one and it’d make me whole!

 

 

Let me bid you bon voyage…go live your dream!

My Precious !!

 

I have uprooted my little scion

And planted it so far far away

To experience new milieu

To blossom n flower in an abounding way

 

Our roots were so entangled

Our hearts were so entwined

It hurt n bled as I pulled away

The invisible umbilical cord, intertwined

 

Over the years and seasons

I have nurtured it with love n care

To protect it from chill n frost

Kept tucked under my shade

 

Then came a day

When it touched the ceiling

Ready to fly n gain full height

How I wished I could keep tending

 

Do I really have to do it,

Why not fend under my wing

To keep it warm n protected

From the world so unforgiving

 

I secretly fathomed,

I have to let it sail

To learn to face the strong winds

Of life’s storms n gales

 

To prepare for the global environ

To grow into a grove, evergreen

Learn to bloom through autumn n winter

For life is not an everlasting spring

 

I have to strengthen my core

To let this cause begin

To help unleash its full stature

To let strew its fragrance to the brim

 

Let me bid you bon voyage…go live your dream!

May the Year 2014 be…

May the Year 2014 be…

 

One more opportunity to start afresh

One more milestone to measure success

To celebrate your victories and take account why you failed

To find new lands, bid bon voyage and sail

 

To new challenges, from new terminus we embark

One more chance to build new benchmarks

To sharpen your saw, to light new sparks

To find your own path, to create new landmarks

 

To outlive the old sloth, to embrace the new vim

To shed dullness from eyes, adorn the new gleam

To love, to give, to create, to rejuvenate and preen

Don’t live to die, live to immortalize and redeem

 

May you be you and yet so new

With aggression of a warrior and peace within you

With fire of a sun, yet placid like morning dew

May you be your own model and yet be so true

 

So use the dawn of 2014, to rise and exalt

To bury the outmoded, to liberate and absolve

To set a new goal, to make a new resolve

To begin a new journey, to grow and evolve

 

Good To Great !!!

Good to Great …

 

I know where I am,

I know where I need to go

Just reworking my map

Just re-gaging my goal

 

Its not that I haven’t arrived

Not that I haven’t attained

I collected many awards

Many honours n accolades

 

It is not my best and optimal

Nor yet time to put my feet up

To lay back n remunerate

My strife and little applaud

 

It isn’t my ‘mother of pearl’ sheen

My finest is yet to be honed

More polishing and whetting

Is possible to further whittle the stone

 

What I have lived is good

I have earned enough to decorate

Its choice to live on this treasure

Or move from good to great!

A New Day !!

A new day!

 

Each day is different

Each day is new

An opportunity to play new innings

Its God’s gift for you

 

New song to sing

New shades and hues

New journey to begin

New secrets new cues

 

New seeds to be sown

Fresh energy to ensue

Another chance to be reborn

To evolve n renew