This is one fav of mine .. Since I am not able to write much for my blog .. m keeping it alive with some oldies ..!! :)
A fearless world
I had been in a world,
It was not less than a heaven,
Attached there to a soul,
I was so secure in that haven.
That coziness, that care,
That divinity was a costly affair.
But not even a penny I spent,
And in that world I got all this for free,
Surprising is the kind of its power,
That it still runs within me.
I stayed there for nine months,
And I wished my stay could be long.
Shielding me from polluted souls,
My mother carried me in her womb.
She built me inside,
Teaching me life.
Yielding me protection,
Which now I lack outside.
That world was different,
So fearless, so strong,
I was so safe,
Unborn.
I was taught,
Just to love,
Running relationships providing own blood,
Living for those relationships that breathe inside,
Providing them with lovely nutrition,
And all luxuries beside.
But I have realized,
This world contradicts that world inside,
It's not that fearless,
It's not that strong,
I feel so insecure,
Among these selfish souls.
Anybody I meet in my life,
I nourish him with all my might,
But at the day's end,
I find a huge difference,
Between the relationships I hold,
To this world and to that womb .
This is not the kind of world,
I got life in,
Why these worlds are different??
Why my origin and survival are contradicting??
No reason to explain,
Ironically I have to claim,
Either I got to be in a world unknown,
Or my mother's womb taught me wrong.
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Saturday, October 2, 2010
js a few words ..
This came just random on a notepad. A very little one. I would like to share.
Little is not my power,
Little is not my will,
But I am not that ordinary,
If Not with some killing skill.
I am not proud or arrogant,
I am obliged for the true sense,
I am not obsessed of myself,
I know my true self.
You may consider me a fool,
So I too do at times,
But wrong would be you,
If you think I have an inflexible spine.
I love myself,
you can see that glitter in my eyes,
To see my love for you,
look upto the skies.
Little is not my power,
Little is not my will,
But I am not that ordinary,
If Not with some killing skill.
I am not proud or arrogant,
I am obliged for the true sense,
I am not obsessed of myself,
I know my true self.
You may consider me a fool,
So I too do at times,
But wrong would be you,
If you think I have an inflexible spine.
I love myself,
you can see that glitter in my eyes,
To see my love for you,
look upto the skies.
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