Friday, September 30, 2011

Road to Redemption

The tables turned in the blink of an eye. What seemed to be like a wave of opportunity, just turned to be mere false alarm. Things were ostensibly not working out. The superficial layer of hope too, was evaporating at a very fast rate.

Professedly giving up was not an option. And as thoroughly believed, you always call things upon yourself. No one else. No thing else. So along with the fire element being haphazard, the cups were flowing empty too.

A bump or two at the ankle of a loved one. More so threatening was the possibility of a crack in the bone. Rushing to the medical treatment, thoughts wouldn't cease to spare a single moment. Fortunately the air element works right at such instances. Doesn't become too stormy, or hazy!

As the journey continued, things rather unraveled in ways not preferred. But choices and preferences are not offered at such times. Later visits to medical professionals, just somehow brought some peace to the mind. And lots of rest to that loved one! A welcomed healing phase.

With three of four elements turning hostile, there is little or no hope for redemption. Impudence is one quality that has been always cherished. So is graceful acceptance.

Just before the day ends, the air element makes things a little better to deal with. In tarot related jargon...it's the Page of Swords... a messenger. Came through electronic media. Redemption is metamorphic to the inevitable process of day and night. One falls only after redemption. Only to be followed by redemption again.

An unexpected payoff. Sweet savor to be redeemed. So with the end of the night, came another day. Today is that day. Waves of opportunity are at the horizon. This time on, they definitely aren't false alarm. The tables have turned once again. At the blink of an eye.

This is my Road to Redemption.

(P.S: The elements mentioned are as follows---
Air- Mind; Water- Emotions; Fire- Career; Earth- Money.)

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Hung Over

Waking up in a mystic style,
Looking around at the mess pile,
Wondering what really happened here,
Oh My God, I am really hung over!

Remembering last few things said,
Just before I could hit my bed,
Friends, fun, good times forever,
Yes on that, am totally hung over

Wasn't really the alcohol talking,
We were high on all the yapping,
All we did was blabber and blabber,
On all of that, I so am hung over.

In the car, while returning home,
All had 'dont wanna go' syndrome,
Every milestone that we crossed over,
We all knew we were so hung over.

On my bed, thoughts rushing through me,
I so want to go back to Bordi,
Things there are so simple, much clearer,
On that thought, I'd always be hung over

Sunday, September 18, 2011

Murdered

Blood splattered everywhere,
Flesh tattered and shredded,
The stench of unbearable death,
A visual---by all---dreaded.

On the lowly laid carcass,
The vultures have come to feast,
And it's become difficult to tell,
If the meal were a human or beast.

The heart--- void of love
The eyes are void of emotion,
The life is being finally sucked out,
Of the living- breathing carbuncle

The memories in the mind,
And the dried blood stains,
The few last reluctant breaths,
Are the things that now remain.

With the last moments of life
Still lingering in sadist laughter
The only truth prevailing is that...
An acquaintance was the murderer!

Saturday, September 17, 2011

Reflections and more...

When I look at myself in the mirror, more than often I tend to look through me. What I see is not really a mere reflection of a person, but a lifetime. I see people and circumstances. Actions and reactions.

A pool of all of these make me I realise. Everything that surrounds me today, is a result of me. Opposite attracts is a very common perception duly believed by majority. I somehow detest that!

Not wholly though. Attraction is possible. But I am yet to see any attraction holding strong for ever. I rather believe in something more plain. Far less exciting/perilous. It is called 'Birds of a feather, flock together'.

And this is not only true with people. It needs the perfect mix of circumstances, situations, action, reactions, mindsets, and much much more for this very saying to come down into existence.

Hence all good things come at once, and vice versa. You have a bad day at work, simultaneously have health issues when you need to work the most, family problems and hitch with your sweetie pie. Or it could be the other way round.

You start following a particular series on television, or read a particular book, and you suddenly will come across many more doing the same. You even buy something and see an influx of population owning the same!

We live in a world made by our own hands. Everything that impacts us has our name as its creator written all over it...

As humans though, it is our metabolism of sorts to believe otherwise. When things work for us we are happy. But when they dont, somehow we ourselves are never responsible for it.

The reality we create for ourselves, somehow ceases to be real when certain things we do are bounced back at us. We always justify our lies-- the harmless, white ones. But when lied to it is a complete blasphemy!

So when I look at myself in the mirror, I see things both beautiful and ugly. People, situations, and lifetimes...all that are only but a part of me!

Think over it.

Friday, September 9, 2011

R.I.P.

We had been together for so long,
To you I thought I really belonged,
But suddenly you were just gone,
Leaving me feel disgustingly forlorn.

We knew this right from the start,
That only death could do us apart,
It leaves a miserable pain in my heart,
To just watch you brutally depart!

I see someone claiming to be you,
Somehow I know it cant be true,
I can just clearly see it through,
That the guy I loved has said adieu!

What remains are the ghosts of our past,
Our memories which will always last,
Memories that will always be my ballast,
Memories which will never be surpassed!

Life without you seems creased,
Body here, my soul is deceased,
Loving you I can never ever cease,
Hope my love that you Rest in Peace.