skip to main |
skip to sidebar
Hindsight leaves no stones unturned
when you walk down the streets of the past,
every detail, clear and transparent
every error, every fall...
Hindsight plays the crystal ball in your head
as you wander down memory lanes,
We have the power to conjur up images of the past
to go over the flaws and and errors
and learn the lessons anew.
It is magic, to see the events of the past
as and when you want, and as many times you want
and in comprehending these events and errors
We change the course of the future......
Today I stand 3 decades tall
3 decades closer to the End
3 decades wiser.....
Through the ups and downs,
fire and falls,
This journey has a reason....
The road behind took many a turn
through marshes, infested and deep
Or meadows, lush and green
At times just barren land,
Where you tread real soft, sword in hand
Yet no regrets do i carry
for with every fall, i found a clue
that led me closer to the other side....
Blood, I have shed , for my hate was great
Blood, I have bled, for my mind was lost
I've disturbed still waters
and poisoned the land
Yet realization dawned on the brink of a fall,
I've found the path,
Now I'll pave my way......
Written on 24/07/2008................
Chained to beliefs and principles
We lose out on the possibilities
that lie staring us in the face
We are blinded by the masks we wear.
Afraid to look within
and admit our fears and faults
we hide behind social masks
smiling yet forever fettered to illusions.
Grasping in the dark
feeling our way forward
thinking of yesterday and tomorrow
While we lose out on today.
Be still and observe
all the world in its glory
seeing, yet not evaluating,
feeling, yet living the moment.
Seize the moment, live it
practice this with every moment
and slowly your world will change
one moment to the next
live it like it is the last.......
The east is golden
as Helios yawns
a new day has come
a new morn...
The tide rises
and the tide falls
the breeze doth blow
carrying bird calls.....
There's a man in the village
tending his plot
and there's a man in the city
contemplating the work he's got....
A new day has come
and there's work to do
seeing what it's brought
is visible to but a few....
New opportunities,
New possibilities,
New ways to grow,
New ways to die.....
The beauty lies in the moment
not in the future, nor in the past
the beauty is in "now"
If we but realize this,
We can make it last....
Looking back at the road
from whence I'd come,
No one part, a clear stretch--
brooks, brambles, boulders
No head upon my shoulders,
The road did wind
and the road did turn,
I moved on, and so I learned.......
Life's like fire
It can warm, shed light
and it can burn....
Let out of hand, without a care
It ruins everything and itself,
Until only the charred remains
of what was once, It isn't now--
Behind lies a winding road
ahead a freeway to a dream,
the fires within, I have tamed
they have ceased to burn,
shedding light instead
on the path ahead--
No regrets burden me,
When I look back, on the scarred and tortured expanses
that lie barren in the past,
No grudges do i bear
For when I lost it all,
I found the truth.......
Woven into the fabric of tie
intricate designs of a world sublime
air, water, earth and fire
elements of our worldly desire.
With tricks and tools
we play the fools,
fiddling with the innards of nature
messing with the cosmos' stature.
Revelation must come
from beyond the sun
to put us on track
help us bring the world back.
Open the skies above
shower us plenty with peace and love
Redeem our souls, Oh Lord
save us from our myriad faults.
Hello baby, how you doing......??
I know we just met
but you gotta get going,
I wish I could explain
Why you feel all that pain
I gotta go baby
Maybe, we'll meet again....
Tis' world is hard
and so confused
little lives like yours
get abused......
The sins are ours
their lives the price
mistakes we make
for pleasures sake.....
I'm sorry baby
but you gotta go
leave us all and step through that door
I'm sorry baby
but you gotta go--
Not to see the sun
Not to breathe the air
Maybe someday
again we'll be one.....
We're waiting for tomorrow
but what will we see ??
We're waiting for tomorrow
Will everything be??
We're waiting for tomorrow
Our legacy to our progeny
We're waiting for tomorrow
while our problems today are many
We're waiting for tomorrow
to be rid of all our pain
We're waiting for tomorrow
to end all our sorrow
We're waiting for tomorrow
postponing for a day
We're waiting for tomorrow
but what of today????
Youth had me fleeing
over sea's so dark
my ship, I steered not
she rolled, she pitched
eternally drifting
away from reality.
I sailed alone
through many storms
my senses reeling
yet on I sailed
away from reality.
She bobbed and pitched
she rolled and nearly overturned
I captained her still
Through dark choppy sea's.
The further I sailed,
the darkness intensified
each port that I landed
empty and forlorn.
My compass failed
My sails were torn
Yet on I sailed
Through choppy sea's
and misery.
Many squalls
yet on I sailed
until a storm
I could not withstand
I turned her around
and set course for home.
Back in the harbour
I steer her in
smooth sailing at last,
Realization came with every storm,
inchoate faith within
blossomed and was born
I've steered her in
Now we'll rest in dock.
With charts new and compass
I shall sail again
ever steering, never drifting
on a course, pin-pointed and set
each day as i sail
knowing now I cannot fail.....