Did you find what you were looking for?
Something we ask other people quite often. But what about our own selves?
To find one must get lost,
For the thing you seek is lost too.
To learn one must forget,
Pretend there is nothing that you ever knew.
To understand what you do not,
Try something different and new,
To find peace and yourself,
Walk in the world’s shoe.
To do anything that you wish to,
First do what you never did.
To be anything you hope to be,
Life will only allow and not forbid.
To most it was a blanket to curl in,
But for one it was a cape.
While the sleeping slept after their win,
The innocent one took on a hero’s shape.
Innocence makes the world so different,
For they see what anyone would do.
But their interpretations are invigorant,
Do you remember the last time you flew?
Powered with strength, powered with energy,
Power to spread laughter and joy,
The blanketed hero can avert any jeopardy,
As would any who knew evil can only toy.
“Add some innocence to the seriousness“
I seek a conversation with me,
But I rarely can manage time.
So I asked, when will I be free?,
Some time during the rhyme.
Amidst all the hustle and bustle,
I found time for everything else,
Life presents opportunities only after tussle,
Opportunities encoded in the book we write for ourselves.
So take a walk and talk during the walk,
For at times you need to hear it from yourself.
Each solution that I need,
Is right next to me round the clock.
Something that gets us closer to redemption,
Is something worth searching for.
So while many things are paving our direction,
Let me invite you to the floor.
Knock knock, who’s there?
Smile at who?
Whomever you want to, it’s free.
The world is your audience looking at you,
Could be daunting only if it were to be true,
Laughing eyes helps to see right through,
Says the Poet who has no clue.
Just break into laughter and smile a while,
For my words seem wise because I do hit and trial.
Curious, each smile has one unique style,
Searching for laughter is worthwhile.
Surrounded by fields of golden wheat,
With edge of the forest as it’s fence,
Stood a small town with narrow bricked streets,
Harbouring nothing but suspence.
Many who went there lived the same day,
Uncertain of their own eye’s account.
Strangely enough they all lost their way,
When they met her, a mathematician who couldn’t count.
Her charm was perfect like an old magic spell,
Which gained the trusts of travellers she came by.
Her smile was innocent and meant only well,
And eyes were deep, beautiful and shy.
She asked three questions…
“Where lies the destination you are so destined to be?
For the end is similar for all. Just be free.
Do you really chase your dreams or are you trying to flee?
Careful, this answer is the key.
Close your eyes to see who you are supposed to be?
And just like that, they all ended up alone before a lake by a tree.”
No one ever saw her or heard her voice again,
Yet they felt estrange and rejoice,
Who was that girl and where did she vanish?
Or maybe she was conscience seeking a clear choice.
Let us believe that our believes are wrong,
Days are short but the hours are long,
Deaf is hearing a dumb person’s song,
And the reality was unreal all along.
We aren’t whom we thought we were,
Winters are clear while summers are blur,
Each argument is accepted without any demur,
Can you imagine, Madame and Monsieur?
I pave the way for you to see a new world,
Unreal reality is laminar yet twirled,
Add a little randomness, let logic get swirled,
For that time it is just your world.
Let others live by the rules and norm,
Enjoy the wind and rain of what they call storm,
Just wander the reality of an unreal platform,
For when you come back, you will be happy, you will perform.
Let me ask you about your dream.
Close your eyes and shuffle your thoughts.
Reckon you are witnessing images in stream,
Now stand back and connect the dots.
Plenty of pictures and moments to look at,
But very few of them brighten your eyes.
Well dear reader I hope you get that,
Nobody but you can nullify your lies.
Yes, things aren’t as simple as philosophy claims to be,
Yes, life has its way of being bounded or free,
Smile and claim your goals. Deal but don’t plea,
And once you do, we will converse your story.
Tea or coffee?