Poetry
Being and beyond!
... a heavy feeling settles inside you
when you realise you can somehow forgive
but you can never forget the hurt
and the sharp twisting of a knife
.. the serrated edge rusty with recriminations and
misgivings which never allow the soft breeze of
love blow through and soothe the
ragged bloody skeins of your understanding
..of the fact that you have to live through
and live on with these...that is when you make it numb
enough to not feel the hurt.. you cannot give in
to the neurotic wanderings of a lost mind..
you know better to be able to shield yourself from
that which may split you asunder..
you realise you are made of godly stuff
and that will keep you going till the end of time...when you
can
be brave enough to welcome oblivion with steely nerves
and be whole and one!!!! Precious Moments The latticed windows swing out
onto the glittering sunlight
the speckled sparrow flits and
plays in the shadows of the jasmine leaves....
It picks up a worm and
flies off to feed its ravenous little one
I marvel at nature's goodness
Its bounty unceasing... There is no sea beyond the wall
which mesmerises me; yet the sky
beckons with infinite dreams
which I am yet to slip into as
the rays of the dancing sun play on
My world is here, bound by sweet
duties and a few bothersome chores I tread the cool floor with happy steps
as the sparrow is my guide...
I get on with this life
putting all worries and strife
on hold; now the moments are
too precious to waste; I am alive!!!
when you realise you can somehow forgive
but you can never forget the hurt
and the sharp twisting of a knife
.. the serrated edge rusty with recriminations and
misgivings which never allow the soft breeze of
love blow through and soothe the
ragged bloody skeins of your understanding
..of the fact that you have to live through
and live on with these...that is when you make it numb
enough to not feel the hurt.. you cannot give in
to the neurotic wanderings of a lost mind..
you know better to be able to shield yourself from
that which may split you asunder..
you realise you are made of godly stuff
and that will keep you going till the end of time...when you
can
be brave enough to welcome oblivion with steely nerves
and be whole and one!!!! Precious Moments The latticed windows swing out
onto the glittering sunlight
the speckled sparrow flits and
plays in the shadows of the jasmine leaves....
It picks up a worm and
flies off to feed its ravenous little one
I marvel at nature's goodness
Its bounty unceasing... There is no sea beyond the wall
which mesmerises me; yet the sky
beckons with infinite dreams
which I am yet to slip into as
the rays of the dancing sun play on
My world is here, bound by sweet
duties and a few bothersome chores I tread the cool floor with happy steps
as the sparrow is my guide...
I get on with this life
putting all worries and strife
on hold; now the moments are
too precious to waste; I am alive!!!
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