Today…

Tired feet

Turn to home

Someone’s at the door

Wait in their eyes.

Tired feet

Go home now

It’s time to rest

And rejuvenate a bit.

Tired feet

The day is past

Welcome the night

It’s calm, soothing presence.

Tired feet

The feathers call

Sink in the warmth

In the lover’s arms, fall.

Tired feet

Dream awhile

Tomorrow will be

Today’s an isle.

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Darkness…

Hello Darkness, dear friend
Lets fly away together to that special place
Where there’s just you and me
And no one and nothing to chase.

To take a pause from this life
From all the light oh-so-bright
My eyes water or are they tears
How to know now it is night.

That place in dreams that I go to
Whenever you are with me
Wildly attractive, darkly beautiful
Forever mine and yours to be.

That place that we call home
Darkness, old friend, let’s go together
As without you to lighten my path
She disappears from existence into the ether.

Darkness, my friend, do not ever leave me
In the flotsam and jetsam called this life
All my constants are so no more
You are the only that’s no strife.

Life’s Whiplashes…

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Day after day passes by
Bunched under the same grey sky.
Will the colour ever change?
Will I ever get the rainbow range?

Do I even wish for one?
When all is weighed, said and done.
Or am I destined for monochrome
Dogeared pages of a single tome.

Dreary dull, greying greyed
Opposite to the life I’d made.
The existence is bare now
To live some way, to live some how.

All the living I have to shun
To mingle, to play, to have some fun.
This is to be my penance for my deeds
A desolate carcass for the crows to feed.

Alas! Even the crows have deserted me!
They’ve fixed their sights on greener seas!
Now only am I truly abandoned
Life has departed, I’m shunned.

Again and again I wonder why
Is my destiny to try to cry.
No tears gather upon my lashes
‘Pon my skin, life’s whiplashes.

On My Way…

On my way
Of this life
I feel wonder
I feel strife

I daily question
The nature of it
Then laugh again
In the next bit.

What is it
That makes up this life?
Is it the small joys
Or the pain that’s rife?

The souls I meet
In this journey
Are they mates?
Or competitiors in some tourney?

What is life?
I daily wonder
The smile of innocent
Or the wicked’s plunder?

To comprehend I try
I struggle and struggle
But in the end
Is it worth the trouble?

Life is made of
Such paradoxes
Births and Deaths
Concaves and Convexes

I daily question
The nature of it
Then laugh again
In the next bit.

And then I think
What would I do?
If I knew it all
Pain and pleasure too.

It’s better to leave
Some mystery to life
Brighter is the world then
Lessens the pain and strife.

I no more question
The nature of it
Just laugh again
Now and in the next bit.

Session 2…

Gearing up for second session with my doctor… She had given me a task to write all my thoughts, as in questions, that pop up in my brain down in a notebook. I have written three pages worthy questions and thoughts down. Dunno what she’s gonna do with them.

Am I gonna get some answers to the never ending questions I used to and still have? Will she give me a navigating device to travel through this maze called world a little easier? Will she provide certain solutions to my problems? I fervently hope so. Or will she make me walk the path and provide me enough hints and nudges to guide me along it? I certainly hope not as I am bound to get lost in the maze with or without the navigating device or even a guardian angel.

All these emotions bubbling inside me – I am still afloat though. Not yet drowning so that’s good.Fingers crossed and growing apprehensive by every moment…. Wonder what nugget of wisdom will tomorrow bring or will it even bring anything for me, to me?

Keep Walking…

Life…

life

Life’s for living
And let no one tell you different
There’s no time for
Pain and guilt
And let no one tell you different.

Death and birth
Are part of it
Pleasure and sorrow
Present and morrow
Heaven and hell
All come together
To form this mishmash
This hash called life.

Struggle and strife
Happiness and grief
Just one life
You’ve got to live.

The going may get tough
Just get a little rough
So what will you do
Curl up and give in too?

It’s just one life
So why give up?
Be smart, be brave
Stand tall, stand up!

Black and white
Are just myths
‘Tis shades of grey
That life exists.

Life’s for living
And let no one tell you different.

Keep Walking…

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When life gets you down

Teases you, pushes you

Makes you fall

Makes you roll in the dirt

Just get up

Pat your dress

And move on

Keep walking.

Always in motion

Forever in movement

Keep walking

On and on.

Never give up

Don’t get down

There’s someone

More miserable

Down the road

There you go

Keep going

The road must lead

On and on

It might be crowded

With stones and thorns

Sweep them away

Be determined

Don’t be harsh

To fellow travellers

Show’em the path

Be good, be kind.

Keep walking!