In the Night-time…

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Sorry!
Such an easy word.
Then why can’t I say it to myself?
Why can’t I forgive?
 
All the misdeeds of years bygone;
Come crowding in my mind.
I flounder betimes; drown betimes;
In the flotsam and jetsam of the time.
 
I choose the logical way,
None of the emotional crap for me.
And still I can’t see no escape
Or the smallest hole to creep.
 
Sleep, sleep little bird,
Tarry a bit by my  bedside.
You’ll find new vistas in your dreams,
Happiness to come, stories to weave,
Hurry, hurry little bird,
So much left to do by night time.
 
In the darkest of the hours,
Slumber sweetly in my arms
No shadow shall befall you.
No troubled heart, just ease at last.
Green and light and sweet countryside
To touch your dreams and ease your soul.

An Elegant System…

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As you sow, so shall you reap…. What an elegant system!

Who needs the fear of hell or the lure of heaven at the end of life to improve oneself, to perform good deeds, to be kind and generous and helpful to family, friends, foes, strangers, all… Heaven and hell are in your own mind…

It’s simple…

As you sow, so shall you reap…

Take control of your own life, your own actions… No deity can help you if you refuse to help yourself…

A Promise…

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I have made a promise
To myself
To keep on walking
Until the end
To persevere
Against all the odds.
‘Coz when it gets tougher
The rough gets rougher.
The bets are higher.
The winnings greater
Just need to stick a bit long.
Smile, sweat and song.
It is a lone struggle
Against the very nature
The lessons of yore
Stacks of customs and mores.
A steep incline
I climb and climb.
Sores on my feet
Fire in my soul.
Now that I see the path.
I can’t do nothing but walk.
To be willfully blind
Is the height of folly.

The Path…

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The dark path or the path towards light… It’s a choice… The path towards light is good, is right…. But the dark path – oh so tempting!

I resist the temptation…. Moment by moment…. A moment resisted is a moment conquered….

Keep resisting… Keep walking…

At The End Of The Road…

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Tired old husk,
A solemn soft dusk,
The closing of a chapter
At the end of a laughter.

The ceasing of the tide,
The last joy ride.
A life lived enough
X times easy, x times tough.

Some actions good and bad,
Of moments dark and sad.
One last fallacy
A yearning for normalcy.

A lingering trace of presence,
An affirmation of existence,
The comfort of a loving hug,
On the heartstrings, an insistent tug.

A leaf pressed between the pages,
A memory mellowed with ages,
A smile, a step, a hushed silence,
A last glance lit up with radiance.

Transcendence…

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Afraid!
So afraid!
What are we so afraid about?

Scared!
So scared!
What are we so scared about?

Dare!
Dare not?
Why not dare to live our way?

Conform!
Conform ever?
Why conform to beliefs we don’t subscribe to?

Frog
And the well.
The story repeated ever and ever!

Jack
In the box.
Why not jump out of it for a sec?

Swim?
Swim against!
Upstream is the way to evolution.

Stand?
Stand alone!
Make your point loud and clear.

Fight!
Against the tide!
Lest we be washed up the shore like weed.

Struggle?
Struggle always!
Don’t become complacent and die!

Time!
Time flies.
Win this race against all costs.

End?
Beautiful end!
Keep the means true and pure.

Transcendence?
Radiant transcendence!
From ordinary life to a higher power.

Friends…

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Stalwart Friends
One and all
Stand by me
You don’t let me fall.
 
Through thick and thin
My lifeline you are
Deeper than the skin
It’s a timeless bond.
 
Good times and bad
Your constant presence
Whenever I’m sad
You make me laugh.
 
You let me be
And my idiosyncrasies
Doesn’t ever matter
If you agree or tease.
 
Dear Friend,
The very best thing is
The way you get me
You are some kind of whiz.
 
I know in recent times
I have tried your limits
‘Tis my chemical imbalance
My brain’s on a fritz.
 
Have crazy days
And crazy nights
Extreme mood swings
Tears and fights.
 
I drown at times
Among the flotsam and jetsam
The deeds of my life
Like the bursting of a dam.
 
There are soft times too
For a moment or two
When my vision’s clear
I kneel in a pew.
 
A black hole simile
Getting sucked in it
Need a greater gravity force
To bring me out of it.
 
Just bear with me
Walk with me awhile
I hope to be back
With laughter and smile.
 
Just be with me
At the center or periphery
‘Tis my apology
Take a moment to tarry.