You should sit in meditation for twenty minutes everyday-
Unless you're too busy;
Then you should sit for an hour.

                                                                               
-Old Zen Adage

Finally!! My hardwork of two whole days has transformed into something beautiful... :)

The quieter you become, the more you can hear

 

This day is just so special. It's Raksha Bandhan! 

Just 'coz i have a brother, i will always have a friend

Dark

Crawling this sooty route, travelling this shrivelled way

Bloodguilty, hopeless, with my own self I battle this fray.

I’ve discerned enough suffering, I was carved of violent labor

Every step I take is a cessation, a chain to my endeavour.

It feels so powerless, so uncertain, so dark when it’s light

It’s a journey isolated, the dusty road irreversibly blight.

I’ve lost sense of direction, I’m fighting my way headlong

Dragging desperately, each time I’m thrown off, cast down.

The dim starlight reflects my frantic struggle to survive

It feels like giving up each instance, save a puny hope is alive.

I’m screaming, dejected, my smile was a mutable myth

It hurts enough to break me, though just enough to live with.

                                                                                                               - яhԑȃ

It's scary what a smile can hide

All that I am, I owe to my angel mother.

Need

I envisage it in my dreams, in my desires, in my hopes

It shimmers in my mind, pierces and elopes.

It swarms in my soul, I want it that bad.

It’s descried in the lane, lest it was for the ropes.

I strain my arms for it is waiting to be touched

I contend my fetters, I want it to be nudged.

It lets me a sly look, my hopes winged and swollen

It attends me that time, and then it has budged.

That one fine morn, when I go down on my knees

I stoop to the ground and expeditiously I seize.

It’s been quite a while, oh now yes, it has

My struggle with the confiners has come to an ease.

I ultimately achieve what has pestered me so long

In the route of rapture, my hopes all throng.

I expect to perceive the fulfilment of soul

It soon becomes clear that I have been wrong.

My dripping blood has rather now turned into gore

I cannot fathom why I had craved it to the core.

The desperation was a part of the thrill of the chase

Now that I finally possess it, I want it no more.

                                                                                          

                                                                                             - яhԑȃ

The lil' guy

He was a guy of 2, dragging to 3 maybe. Hardly could he speak, and walk without tripping.

And he wasn’t eating chocolates. A whole box of full of it was right in front of his eyes, and all his pals were munching on. The jar was nearby, and everybody compelled him to have a nibble. It wouldn’t hurt, they said. And he firmly refused each proposal.

Annoyed, a few demanded the reason for his “stand-out” behavior. It was only ordinary to have chocolates in a party, wasn’t it?

No, said he. Mum has denied. 

And i learnt to be humble today. Surprising that it took a three year old child to teach me that.

Smile: One word, and all that matters.

Hold This Hand

I lie on the porch as my scars I prune

With water in my eyes, I hum our tune.

As I begin the tale, the memoirs flash

Fragile as they can be; held by a lash.

The first sunlight, which lit our meeting

When unaware beings shared their greeting.

Never did believe for the days to go

Would bring us closer and closer than you know.

The talks, then fables, then secrets unsaid

We laughed like asses, we sat like dead.

And times when you completed my lines

I borrowed your books and kept them as mine!

When one look could change my tears to smile

Those internal jokes we shared once a while.

When birthdays were wished at twelve at night

When minions planned together for the fight.

Your intense image, in my heart it bore

We were not just friends, we were something so more.

And then you came, with eyes that low

Our time was done, you had to go.

Did I tell you how powerless I felt?

The songs, our songs, in me they dwelt.

And who would sing with me again?

Where shall I find a girl that insane?!

Your house got closed, your doors they squealed

The place where I had half my meals.

My life was a blur before you came

And now it shall be the same again.

My soul was hollow, was incomplete

I refrained for long, but I did weep.

And now I walk alone the lane

Drenched and doomed, I walk in pain.

Stretch out my arm, the one with the band

Hoping you return to hold this hand.

                                                                                          - яhԑȃ

*A hearty tribute to my best-friend* :) 

Dawn To Dusk

The bells and the chime mark the rise of the day.

The hilltops shine in the foremost ray.

The colors emerge as the first bird mocks

Only to surge with the new dewdrops.

The winds, the rushing, the misty gales:

With hopes anew, the dawn prevails.

The day then halts in its next lil’ stance

And flowers go vibrant, the colors enhance.

The scorching rays form a fiery hoop,

Betrayed by the sun, the travelers droop.

But still move on, in dunes of sand

Deny to surrender to the parching land.

The dusk comes around with its lonely trance

When trees and plants abstain their dance.

One by one while birds start hushing

The river goes still, now ceasing its gushing.

And the woods around the untouched lane,

Embrace the silent, eternal bane.

                                                                          - яhԑȃ