Testing Time

I put in all my sincere efforts every single time.
I try to pick up all those broken fragments of myself and mend them all into a whole again.
I try to stitch the rugged parts of my soul and weave it to completion again.
I try to heal the withered wings of my dreams so that they can fly again.

Every single time,
I gather all my might to build myself again, one more time!

Every new situation is being a challenge.
Every new encounter is being a riddle.

All that keeps me going in spite of the odds is my heart’s content filled with satisfaction of truthful efforts and the strength of rectitude.

IDENTITY

I lie there pretending to be strong and firm,
Swatting the fumes of uncertainty,
Struggling to embrace the state of infinity,
Trying to conquer the mustering clouds of darkness,
Toiling myself to understand the truth,
Forcing my way to unmask the reality,
Appraising what I deserve,
Figuring out what I really desire,
Scraping and crafting myself to build my IDENTITY.

Be YOU

Shine to swallow the Sun,
Rain to submerge the mountains.
Storm to blind the universe,
Thunder to deafen the world.

Do not go by the crowd.
Do not step down to equal the mediocre.
You are spectacular,
You are so special.

Unleash your capability,
But do not unfold your complexity.
Explore the reality.
But do not settle down for normalcy.

You are unique.
You are exceptional.
You can’t be average.
You can’t be compared.
Be YOU!
And that’s why you are created.

Incredible World

"It’s the world of miracle and magic, where each one of us is enthralled by the charm it casts on us. The charm never leaves anyone of us untouched as the beauty lies in being bewitched by its magic”

The pureness of innocence and the power of the imprints it leaves on us carve one as a human being. What else could it be than the mesmerizing childhood?

As tender as the blossomed buds, as fresh as the pure wind, it is no exaggeration to say that childhood is what makes a person. Climbing, kneeling, crawling and jumping, it is the childhood that teaches us how to walk. It is the base that nurtures the way of life.

It is the only phase of life when one can truly be oneself with all the innocence, naught, smile and freedom. Childhood makes the best part of existence as it lays the foundation for the personality of someone who could make the world and it is as precarious as it could make someone who could break the world.

The amazing part of human life, the childhood is truly one phase that we would all like to revisit later once in a lifetime.

Heartbreak

It cut across my skin, veins, blood, and heart.
My heart became numb and my body cold.
My senses bled profusely paralyzing my emotions.

I wish it were a horrific death or a barbarous murder.
I wish it were anything but a savage heartbreak.

Massacred Hope

After decades of rain, the seed germinated once again,
Forcing itself against the rigid walls of mud,
Taking in every drop of moisture essential for its survival,
Fighting all the forces that are trying to suppress it down,
Holding close every bit of support,
Gathering all its strength,
And accomplishing a herculean task of winning the impossible.

It soon grew into a smiling sapling,
Glowing with the crown of success,
And inspiring the surroundings.

Enthralling her tiny world with her charm,
She reached her adolescence.
Her tender stalks lush green,
Her tiny buds about to bloom.

Before they could blossom into flowers
And spread their fragrance,
Something shook her serene world.

Unprepared and unexpected,
Got trampled to death in a disaster called DEVELOPMENT.

SHE

She’s a hurricane draped in skin.
She’s the storm brimming with shine.
She’s the fire camouflaged in robes,
She’s the volcano engulfed in a soul.

She’s the pinned grenade,
She’s the whirlpool subsided.
She’s the bullet unfired,
She’s the missile not launched.

She’s the unraveled mystery,
She’s the power stash.
She’s the impossible.
She’s the invincible.