I don't know and yet I do..

It seems strange , yet so familiar.
Life is a contradiction.
There is pleasure yet tonnes of pain ,
There is purpose yet it all seems in vain,
There is sunshine and darkness too,
The water boils somewhere and somewhere freezes too .

I know i have feelings but i also feel numb,
I know i am smart yet also am dumb.
I can see beauty in sunshine and also feel the heat ,
I know its two faces of the same coin yet they never can meet.

I have seen the rainbow come up in and also be drowned by the rain,
I have seen all the sanity in my life driving me completely insane.
I have thought about the birds that fly so high in the sky
And thought, in the next moment about the snails that get crushed n die..

I call upon the angels to pick me and take me for a ride..
but then , i cannot seem to , also,shed off the devil's hide !

I hope that at the end of the day - after all the discipline, toil and pain,
i will be able to see my own old self in the mirror and smile wickedly again !

Just me.

Nobody's princess. Nobody's queen.
Doing all the things that (little) girls do ..and some more as I grew up.
Life has been a whirl wind..

I can remember..
At 3, running behind butterflies
At 5, building mud vessels and baking them in the sun
At 7, climbing trees, plucking mangos and walking on the boundary walls..
At 10, brushing my hair and trying to get into mom's shoes and clothes.
At 13, gazing at the stars and listening to a friend playing melodies on the guitar.
Then, scraping through school, and later through college.

So many people passed through my life,
suddenly from daddy's girl, i was someone's wife.
Few more years passed...life dealt me some more hands ..
threw away the hair clips, I abandoned the hair bands.
When talking to mom- hair went behind the ears,
After an evening out, I would be rid of life's fears.


But time has flown by, and I am a little girl again...
I sit on the bus stop.
I count the red cars zoomin past me..
I gaze at the raindrops falling on the window pane
and am amazed why everyone wants to stay so sane..


At 38, I am still the same..
wishing desperately that i could be more tame.
Am running around, then am suddenly still ...
I start thinking what has, what is, what will.


I look back and think ..where all did i go..
Everything seems like it was yesterday and still so long ago.


Now, sometimes, suddenly, life stops.
there are no yesterdays...
no tomorrows and no day-after days...

everything is just is...now, here and with me..
it's time to be quiet and let the feelings just be.

Nobody's princess. Nobody's queen.
Revel in what i am...just be myself.. me..
Just be by myself, Just me...

Unknown...

Unbidden..If there is such a word, and Unasked for..
Life thrives, on its own, for its own...
...sometimes famous, but in most cases..unknown...

There must be...

There must be an end to the tunnel..
It cannot be going to the centre of the earth.
I must keep walking ...
i must keep walking...
i must stay awake !

Can u also see ...

Silently, it watches..

As my world goes around.

It says nothing, just watches..

As I say it all, but there is no sound..

Silently, it smiles,

spreading a soft glow..

It gives no push,

just provides some kind of flow..

Silently, it inspires,

to dream a thousand dreams ..

Its like its telling me...

u can achieve it - go beyond "what seems' ..

I see It here and now...

and wonder how close to us It must be ...

that i see It here and now

and u, over there, can, soon, also see..!

But, can't you imagine...

Walking by a rainbow and happen to see a star...
Living in different worlds but riding in the same car.

Sitting by the river and feeling the desert sand..
Caught in the eye of a storm and doing a handstand.

The sand slips under my feet and I am standing on a rock .
There are no keys at hand but I can still open the big padlock

I can't touch him, but I can hold his hand and walk...
I can't see him, but his smile spreads sunshine round the clock

"Is it possible ? Oh ..no way !!"
i can hear everyone say...
And from so far and yet so near ,
I can see him smile and hear him whisper,
"Ahhh...But can't you just imagine...?"
....And that just makes my day !!

How ..

I wonder, when i dream n reflect, how does the spirit know ...that i did.

How does the sky know that the sun is sinking
and is there to reflect the colors of the fire ball...?

How does the water know that the moon has arisen
and its time to reflect the whiteness of the without..within its tranquil depths ?

How does the seed know that the spring is near,

and it must now sprout new leaves..?

How, when my words flow, the spirit reaches out and leaves me a sign
That its been there and is reflecting my thoughts...

I wonder, sometimes, how...
And then i think....it must be the mirror that's within...