Surrecting within

For long Ive been this other person I know nothing of
Oh, finally I step out of the mask, its a complete face off
The stars shine bright, they smither, they smile
And all those dreams come back, they'd gone and its been a long while
How come I gesticulated a sensational me into someone so ordinary
Its payback time, im not here to take life and its blows, its time for a new story
Strutting on the dance floor I go round n round, its my time in the limelight
I go boombastic, i jump and reach the stars, im the sparkle,an illusion in eternal flight ...

Calm unto the dawn . . .

I walked upon a cloud,
enveloped in a treacherous shroud.

Wispy mists huddled by,
it was the perfect soiree, with a severely drenched sky!

The thunder reveberated like songs in a temple
Lightenig rustled across the dark expanse, only to crumple

I clenched my fist, for I had to ignore those demons within
My throat was parched , as if to mock at my soaking skin

Could a tremor shake my faith, my belief ?
Or was it just a momentary lapse , before infinite relief?

I knew not what the futures held, for who studies roads among a mire?
My saviour was that light within, the limitless calm - an eternal fire!

Looking at the world through the Inner Eye !!!

Im still here and very much alive! Ive been into photography for quite some time. I won't wrtie today. I will let the picture emote, what I have to say. Maybe I will write a post on it later. So here goes ...

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Thats a take at life for you! Talk about diversity and compatibality. This picture talks about two personality types.
1.) The subtle and the blunt
2.) The vibrant and the stark
3.) The emotional and the practical
4.) The real and the ephemereal
5.) Look for two opposites ... Could be day and night. Whatever!!!

As an afterthought: Bridges dont appear out of thin air. We reach out and build them. No! This ain't a foolish notion. In this life, I'd rather be building bridges than walls. Wall shelter, but do they let us lear about new things? I'd rather brave a storm and travel a new path, than build a strong wall around myself and fail to see beyond.
Wish all of you a Happy New year !!!

Dare to Fly !

A journey across the oceans of time! An adventure to explore a new humankind!
A world full of challenges and opportunities! Fear Not! We shall overcome a million adversities!
Let’s discover another continent! Let’s open another door!
Let’s walk a new way! Let share new ideas galore!
Let’s stretch our wings and test our limits! For even eagles need to learn to fly!
Let’s soar and be the nascent rays of dawn! And one day, we shall conquer the enormous sky!

Your Little Patch of Sunshine

Winter has set in. The mornings are cooler. The dry winds have died down and mother nature seems to have settled in a dreamy haze. I travel the same path everyday. As hurried as I am, it is impossible not to notice sunrays streaming through the rich green foliage . . . weaving an intrinsic criss cross on the garden patch.

As I cross the road, I notice an old man who seems to be sitting there for eternity. An expressionless face, he neither displays hope nor despair. He just sits there, staring at nothing, noticing no one. I am curious to know what goes on in his heart and head. Is it a hope for a day better than the one he has lived ? Is it the wait for life to end. I know not what to say.

I can only speculate. The old man is enjoying 'his patch of sunshine'. For me he is a soul basking in the golden glow, reliving memories of the bygone days, inhaling the cool air and cherishing the gift of life.


Last saturday, I returned home early.My parents were visiting some friends.Having forgotten the keys, I was locked outside the house.I had a couple of hours to kill. So i decided to take a walk.I strolled down the neighbourhood, with no specific agenda. For once, I was not this 'pressed for time' 'living 36 hours a day' professional. I was a wanderer. Not living by the minute, not caring for a thing, I felt the calm and peace seep through me. I sat by some trees humming some hymns. I watched birds fly and the clouds laze by.

It has been quite some time since I have felt rejuvenated.After all I had my own 'patch of sunshine'

A Death Wish !

The treacherous wind howled at me and made me shrink with fear

I tried to stand,hope all sapped; i went numb as the icy raindrops did nothing else but sneer

I moaned and moaned but the demons within would not relinquish their hold

The crisp lightening struck the sky; a moment i was a shadow, another moment a piece of gold

A chaos erupted, for there is no greater sin than defeating thy own purpose
and then in horror, I realised that all over again I had died . . .

The dark skies echoed my feeling, or was it the void that I emoted when I sighed

The bitter aftertaste of self-deceit told me that once again I had died . . .

A crippled body could do no harm but an unbearable agony of a crippled soul had me tied

I realised that a lifeless existence was not my way, it was better that I had died . . .

High . . .

Defying the charms of death, I chose a chance with life.
Hidden behind the veils of mystique,a flame burns in strife.
Resurrecting with a fervour; I look at the stars,and heal my scars . . .
Waltzing in tune to destiny, in the dark of the night
Shadows disappear; Bathed in brilliance, I romance with the light. . .