Its Never The End
Friday, February 9, 2024
Flaws
Thursday, July 20, 2023
Flashback
Would you talk to me as I sleep,
Would you tell me I'm safe
In your arms
As we hold hands and our fingers intertwine
Would you tell me about your regrets
And dreams and struggles
Would you give me that one moment that belonged to just us
Before you'd leave forever
Would you hold me tight and keep talking
As I fall asleep, knowing you are right there
Knowing you are mine and I am safe
Atleast for this night
Would you hold me and talk as I drift off to sleep
In a moment that would soon become a memory.
Wednesday, June 14, 2023
Rogue
She had nowhere to go and no one to take help from. And now she was old. This was her. A 34 year old lady who had suddenly gone rogue and decided to walk on a path that made no sense. That had no road. And she kept going because it appealed to her. It called to her. It asked her to keep going. May be it ended in nothing. May be it ended in a beautiful tree or a river. May be she'd meet a sweet creature or an animal would devour her. And that night she could hear the wolves howling and the dogs barking but she didn't know what to do. She was alone in an unknown place and she felt foolish. She felt alone and no one was there to help and no one to blame but herself.
An ant crawling over her hand suddenly woke her up. Here she was. She really was near a river, she could hear it now. Loud and clear. And birds chirping and a pleasant breeze with the fragrance of flowers. How weird was it that the same path that made her weep bitterly at night, made her wonder at the glory of the universe when it was day.
Friday, January 27, 2023
Empty Room
I realised that no room is empty enough for me. But when I write I can build myself a truly empty room and here I have solace. I can be alone with my thoughts for a second and be whoever I want to be without worrying about the rules of the world.
Once when I tried to ask for help by trying to harm myself, someone asked me "Are you still a kid? Do you think we are playing around here?" Well, yes. I think I never matured into an adult. I kept playing.
Like an abandoned child, I keep looking for adults who would sit with me and see how beautiful my fantasy world is. And what if we could somehow make it a reality? A world where someone actually loves you for who you are and not who they want you to be. A world where you can sing when you want, paint when you want and write when you feel like it. A world where no one will come and tell you that's not important or that's not what "fun" is supposed to be.
Friday, December 23, 2022
Layers
If we take off the layers of pain, layers of worries, layers of memories and people we can't let go of - if we take them all off and keep them aside, just for a second, we would realise that we are actually happy excited kids looking forward to a fun day.
If we could just stay with that child for some time every day. I don't know what would happen, but it sure feels like relief. And why shouldn't we stay with that feeling? Isn't that meditation though? Pure existence without any burdens, just breathe in and breathe out.
Tuesday, January 14, 2020
Two sides
Saturday, June 1, 2019
No Desire To Talk
What do words mean any way.
Let's all just sit together and let the music play,
As we sit in silence, let the music communicate,
Let's live in honesty and purity.
Our human minds, most of them,
Don't have the words to translate -
this purity into conversation,
We will corrupt it with lies, with shallow assumptions, with ego,
Let the depth of the music remain,
I have no desire to talk anymore,
Because it can't really communicate.