What IF?

What ifs are but a small part,

Minuscule part of my existence now

 haven't I come a long way

battling the what if s at every step

 insecurity is an old habit I guess

or is it the outcome of failures,

broken hearts, abandoned dreams

sinking feeling to the abyss

the quicksand of nothingness, the blackhole?

yes, haven't I been there too

tattered yet I moved on,

with open arm to accept life once again

Even if the only promise life offers is 

-of death-Only surety

yet again I stand on the threshold with a smile

 to hug only the beauty of mystical life,

ready even to be shattered if life may choose so,

without qualms about a single moment of life,

 moment that's me, 

moment that's love, 

.......I brave the uncertainty 

Divine Love

From the hazy cloudy sky He stares, with all his bright charm draws me to Him the divine who is in Me! My mind the haze of thoughts mundane His love the brightness that fills my heart Let the light from within illuminate And eliminate the frivolous... And let the divine prevail.. At the end-in the beginning, there is love n only love His Grace that shines through me...
His Grace that forms words through me

Let Life Happen

Let the elixir of life's mirth flow incessantly Let us acknowledge the gift that life is n rejoice Let the beauty of simplicity prevail.. Because- Life primarily is simple n blissful Let the uninhibited smiles of childhood never fade Let the laughter bouts bubble till the dentures fall off

Be REAL!

Man is a social being and we thrive on our connections with each other. 

A simple smile, a handshake, a hug or just an understanding nod from a friend suffices to make us feel loved. 

Sometimes we need to be that strong pillar for someone to hold on to and there might be other instances where we have to seek support to tread along. Whichever the case being real and true to oneself and the world is the only respite.

 'Fake until you make it' -won't serve any larger purpose for most of us may not know when we can stop faking. And each day the person we stare at in the mirror gradually becomes a complete stranger. So then whose life are we living?! We need not be that perfect friend, wife, sister or mother. We just have to be the perfect human with all our flaws, with all our limitations, who strive and seek to be better each day patiently.

Nine years of innocent bliss

You adorned my lap, oh!
A tiny bundle of joy
Nine years have gone by
Seems like a long time oh!

I knew not how to care
Like a mother,to give and share
Alien to my own feelings,I sat
Your small hands held me n taught

Twinkle of your eyes, showed me way
Smile full of love, shooed dismay
When you were hurt,I grew wings
Felt like a superwoman without blings

Now I call myself a mother
Bask in glory of Ur charm
My son' I say,but in real
It's you who made me, not I

Mirror

Who wants to see the mirror
The mirror , the truth bearer
Do we dare, have we ever
To actually see beyond the skin cover

Just stand there, a second more
Look at who you really are
Behind those admiring pair of eyes
Isn't there a frozen falsity, as ice

Yes, look beyond, dig deeper
You'll find the truth the real you
Make peace, break the ice
Only then, u become the mirror
Mirror of your soul

Search

Where does the search end?
Does it ever end? NO!!

With the old ones, join the new
Unconsciously, the searches continue

This constant quest; is what
That keeps us all going

Life wouldn’t be the same
Sans the searches for the unknown

Life exists due to the obscure
So why bother?-
When search is on, Life is on too !!


[The mind wants to be in a constant state of quest, of exploration. So the quest and the search is ever on and that is the essence and romance of life. Its like the travel into a dark tunnel where layers and layers reveal themselves. The more you see, the more is there, so u go on.. we need to go on.. so the search never ends.. why should it?  After all it is a journey of self-exploration !]