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#200: 1012 steps

20th June 2017, the day I wrote my first Post. 1012 days have passed and here we are. I cannot tell you how much have changed over these 1012 days.

On the suggestion of a friend, I opened my diary to the World and frankly, I haven’t looked back ever since. Thanks https://6stringsandanotebook.wordpress.comĀ for making me do it.

What started as fun and on a casual note has become something so special, personal and important to me. The Poet and the Pen is not just my blog but it is my way of being what I am truly and deeply.

So, as I compose my 200th Poem, I just want to say a big Thank You to all my readers, followers, blogs whom I follow for letting me be a part of this amazing sphere, blogosphere.

“Read to know…know to read”

 

The Road ahead

Distance that we travel is always remembered,

But it is the number of steps which count.

Some towards and some away from our goals,

Nonetheless, a journey is thus found.

 

Therefore, it is futile to talk about time,

What matters is what you see.

In a single second you can live a lifetime,

If you step wisely and let things be.

 

Look around, there is a lot to be found,

Appreciate before they fade.

Every moment, movement and sound,

Will help you one day to find a shade.

 

Let your footprints guide the tomorrow,

The Road ahead will keep telling you how.

Smile in happiness and also in sorrow,

Even the mountains will one day bow.

 

Let yours be the journey of movement,

One who lived every moment.

Be patient and persistent,

The Road ahead is even more extravagant.

Fixation

Let’s us make a promise to ourselves, a promise to reduce our habit of fixating of things, events, people or past. Dear reader, if you fixate on something you tell your mind to stop welcoming the new. New which can actually be better and true is therefore asked to go away and we struggle with the way we stay.

So, again stressing on the importance of mental health and well-being, let’s stop fixating. Let’s wake up fresh every morning and just like a fresh page in a diary, allow ourselves to scribble a new story or art or poetry or any other of the 1000 brilliant gifts of life.

Read to know…know to read.

Fixated mind asphyxiates,

Turning one into a sheep.

Mind, who absorbs and creates,

When fixated falls asleep.

Novelty just like in dates,

In thoughts helps to leap.

Fixated mind is a dead weight,

Either wake up fresh or might as well just sleep.

Break the loop of thoughts,

Let bygones be bygones.

Allow new stories, experiences, and plots,

And try knowing more about the unknowns.

More you accept the newer lessons,

Finer and stronger your story will be.

Dwelling is the sign of depression.

Fixated mind ceases to be.