With the crests and troughs in the curve called life,
There’s nothing uniform, not even the strife,
Keep going, give whatever it takes to reach where you want,
There’s nothing in the world that achieve, you can’t,
Look beyond your flaws, look beyond your scars,
For you are meant to reach the stars!
“Erm…No, but I’m nervous. What if things turn haggard?”
“Chill. It’ll be a smooth sail.”
“I might fall. I might fail.
I wanna have a ball, but I know I am too frail”.
“You are meant to reach the stars.
Begin to look, beyond your scars.”
“You haven’t given up on me yet?”
“Never have. Never will. You’ll always have my back. For you, are my best bet.”
You ain’t meant to be, in a cage, confined,
You ain’t meant to be, by boundaries, defined,
With your attitude, slay, with your confidence, stun,
Brace yourself for everything under the sun,
Break all barriers, set your soul free,
Be as wild as you’d want to be,
Flap your wings for you are meant to fly,
And you wouldn’t know what you can do, until you try!
An idea, A thought,
A poem, A plot,
A picture, A painting,
A song you might want to sing,
Sober or slick,
Well thought out, or just candid and quick,
Create, something new,
Create, something out of the blue,
Create, something that stays to your heart true,
Create something, that speaks for you!
“That’s a nice house. But isn’t it a bit too small?
Would it be able to fit in you all?”
“No, but this would, literally, bring us together,
Get us to see a lot more of each other,
Teach us to adjust and accommodate,
Make us spend a lot more time every day than just on an ear-marked date,
Above everything else, I hope the smaller space, between us, helps reduce the distance,
And turn this house into a home in every real sense!”
‘Tis sometimes good, to let your hair down,
To laugh out loud and forget to frown,
To indulge yourself, to make you, your first priority,
To enjoy your happiness, and shed that anxiety,
To live a little for yourself, just how you’d want to,
To be haywire, awry and askew,
To take time off and find your zen,
Because if you wouldn’t, who would, then?
Because it’s my mom’s birthday today…❤
On some days she is the rain,
On some days, she becomes your sunshine,
On some days, she is a myriad of emotions,
On some days she is bereft, of expressions,
On some days she is a handful, claiming your attention,
On some days she remains silent, anxious with apprehension,
On some days she charms you, with her lilting laughter,
On some days she captivates you, with the fierceness of a warrior…
She becomes everything there is and beyond – you wouldn’t want to assess her capacity,
For, she decides, she defines, what she chooses to be!