Tuesday, October 31, 2006

Today and every day...


Like the stem is there for the rose,
The black sky - the perfect setting for the moon.

The frame for a picture,
The lighthouse for a lost soul.

Someone to hold u up,
When u falter a step..
Someone to show u the glass half FULL.

Someone u can call,
Whether u stand tall - or have a great fall.

I may be far away,
but , with u ,
the soul will stay,
today and every day...

Monday, October 02, 2006

Stop.

Stop.
When u feel that u can't,
Just can't.
That's when u must.

Stop.
Feel the pain, but after that.
Just, stop.

When it threatens to spill over,
Hold the moment,
Stop.
Blink.
But don't let it fall.

Stop for a moment.
Let it sink,
what u gained and
what u lost.
What u have and
what u will not.

feel the pain.
and then, just - stop.

Stop the blame,
u have done no wrong,
heard your soul, listened to yr heart,
dreamt some dreams,
just sang a song.

Stop.
the heart will heal.
one day, u will, again, feel.
till then, remember...

When it threatens to spill over,
Hold the moment,
Stop... Just stop.

I can.


I can,
If u can.
I will not,
as u do not.
I can smile,
When I see u smile.

I will change the pain,
to a driver,
a motivator,
to right a wrong,
done before.

In blindness,
In sleep,
In ignorance.
In the heat,
of an exquisite moment.

I was lost,
But i will find myself.
Bcoz, someone needs me,
so he will not be lost.

I will create a map
That will cover the terrains i walked.
High, low,
Dry & green,
Cover the peaks and the valleys.
bask in the sun,
come out of the mist
ride the storm and
Land on my feet.

Because I know I can,
Because u did.

Monday, April 03, 2006

It comes from nowhere.


Did u ever sit on yr doorstep and smell the dew on the fresh leaves ?
Ever walked on the beach in the dark and felt the sand shift under yr feet ?
Were u rushing to work, met a friend at the redlight & called in sick ?
They come from nowhere.

Life's simplest pleasures..
The honest truth.
The sunniest smile.
The whackiest idea.
The realisation that all that matters is , what IS.
It comes from nowhere.

The feeling that u can or that u just can not.
The confidence to take the first step or to pull through the last..
The love u feel when u see the innocent smile or the big thick tears.
The madness of being in the moment that is or of not being in the one that is not.

It comes from nowhere and leaves u richer.
If u will let it.

Just Let it..

Saturday, January 21, 2006

The Tango

The language of music and movements..be they subtle, sensous, bold or dramatic.
It haunts u. Slowly. Steadly. Till it becomes a part of u.
When it hits u, u loose sense of space, time and self.
It binds u. brings togetherness.to strangers. I saw it today. Personalities merging into each other.In seconds. with two steps - into an unknown world - but it seems that they walked those paths together before...many times.

Have u ever closed yr eyes and let the rhythm take over ?
Forget the potatoes on the cooker,
The child on yr computer,
The defects in test director...

Tango.
Everything will fall into place.
As the rhythm of the moment takes over.Let it.
And u will never be the same again.

21st january,
upper club.