Different thoughts

It’s Sunday afternoon, and I am sitting near my window and thinking about some different thoughts. Sometimes I feel does your presence matters to someone else or your thoughts are irrelevant. What is their inside you, Is it there something looking for its own meaning? When you look profoundly, you will find everything is meaningless, meaningless thoughts on the ungrounded surface.

Sometimes when I feel weird, and weirdness goes beyond any thoughts,

I can feel the difference and see someone else inside my eyes,

Someone who has no idea about this endless waiting,

Sitting in one corner of the window, pondering about different things and looking at cloudy sky,

You will see ambiguity everywhere, and people with full of lies,

 

When you watch moving clouds and making different face sometimes,

Sometimes you can resemble yourself with them, you can see hidden you inside them,

But you know nothing will last for a long time, you will see them going away,

Because everything is like a sphere, to move from one to another edge sometimes you have to look for your own way,

Sometimes when you see yourself in the mirror along with the other things,

You can feel that you are locked there, even you haven’t abandoned yourself,

And you can feel the wet eyes, those are still in their control,

They are hurt but why they don’t know, still standing by your side and sharing a true connection with your soul,

I feel some thoughtless storms are hitting inside my mind,

Along with bunch of questions, why is it so aggressive, when it will be grounded?

Are the tides are very big, should I ask for help if not then how I will save myself?

Like answers of these questions sometimes you didn’t find anyone to rescue you,

And you realize no one is there to listen back to you, everyone is lost in their world,

But still you have hope maybe somewhere someone is listening to you,

And will find you soon, give you a new direction to live your thoughts and make them true.

Let me sleep..

Middle of the day, I again want to sleep for a while. Lots of thoughts are rambling inside the mind, working list is still having more to annex. Few things have been settled down till now, and more things are waiting for my commands for the execution. Besides everything, my mind wants some rest, want to see the dream again which I had seen today. It seems interesting when are occupied with bundles of work and you know don’t have time, even though sometimes you want to do something like this.  

Let me sleep for a while, go away and give me some break,

I know you all are waiting for my commands, but don’t scream,

I will get back to you as soon as possible, but first let me have my dream,

I know it’s hard for both of us; I have never done this before,

But today I wanted to have my mind a different kind of perception,

When the thoughts are lying on the empty streets of your mind,

But today is yours, remnants from the past is not your business,

There are several new things waiting for you, waiting for you to comprehend,

Daydreams are often exciting and full of chaos my dear,

I assure you for me they are more like a challenge, and that’s why I don’t have any fear,

When the things are running from one point to another,

Losing time from the hands, pending list in the notebook seems like a giant monster,

To be with them by putting everything aside and tell yourself to fix in a time frame,

Just go and travel in different world for a while, but come back soon,

Don’t forget your work life is waiting for you, you have to work a lot, and you are still at workplace not at home,

Maybe I have gone so far away, but now it’s time to move myself away,

Just go and sleep, and come back soon to your world along with something new to say.

Keep saying...

I often feel that we have bound ourselves by so many rules and regulation, and we try to follow them blindly. Even we didn’t care if they are hurting us but why we have forgotten about ourselves. To live your free thoughts and to do the things which you wanted to do, Is it something bad? I was thinking about this thought from the last couple of days still I am not able to figure it out why we have become like this.

We have tied ourselves to the customs and relations,

Strings are so strong than our thoughts,

Even thunderstorms can’t break those strings

But what about the storm inside our rebellious heart,

I know sometimes situations are not in our control,

And these barriers are not meant to be opened,

But doesn’t mean either that we forgot ourselves in the rigidness,

We are not born to live like this, and there is a lot to see outside and more things to comprehend,

At some point, somewhere my heart always ponder about these recurring thoughts,

Why we can’t do the things which we are suppose to do,

Why we have to go and hide ourselves, why we can’t stay under blue sky,

Why we have to close our hands always, why we can’t allow the things to go out,

Why we are supposed to close our eyes to see dreams, why we can’t see the dreams with open eyes,

I don’t have the answers to these questions, but they are still inside,

Still surviving, folding and unfolding truth for me and not ready to die,

Coloring my heart in their colors, and making efforts to have some change,

Keep saying the one thing only; don’t expect someone to change the things for yourself, just fight for your free will,

Feel the breeze of fresh air, hold the things for you and don’t let them go away,

You are not meant to force yourself my dear, don’t suppress your desires just say whatever you want say.  

This is for you my life…..

There are so many ways to perceive the life, and at every time it seems more beautiful than ever. It’s true sometimes you won’t have any idea about its next move but I loved it, and I love its mysterious nature so much. I want to admit this fact that I am her secret admirer.

This is for you my life…..

Reality of life, no one knows better than life itself,

And I am fascinated with her esoteric attire,

One day I would like to be with her, that is my one and only desire,

She doesn’t know but I follow her always, when she smiles,

I smile too and found myself in the pool of happiness,

And when she cries, I lost my way and felt restless,

The path, she chooses to peruse her dreams,

I consider those paths as my dreams,

And I would like to float along with her on the endless stream,

When she writes lyrics for her own songs,

I make those songs as my life theme,

And I sing them always even sometimes in a dream,

When some random thoughts stagger her mind,

I always prefer to push them far away from her,

And I keep myself available when she looks behind,

When she closes her eyes, and she makes a wish,

I close my eyes too, but my every wish is just for her,

I wish to give her everything whatever she wants,

Even it’s not me, a different world, it doesn’t matter.

New year note

Another year of life has gone, and a new one has started with new plans. Most of us are busy in counting the things, what is good or bad? Few of us have faced big changes in our lives in last year, and few ones are expecting this year. In the start of each year we always have the same kind of perception but with time everything goes away, and the year become same as like last year. Today I am writing for this year, not wishing anything  but with hope to have something special in my account so I can add more new memories for more coming years in my life.

Sometimes we have moved out without having anything in our hands,

Sometimes we have seen pieces of our broken dreams lying in front of us,

Trust me life never stops, even you don’t have shelter tonight still life goes on,

Life is just like a year, to enjoy it you have to be with it otherwise everything will be gone,

Sometimes when you close your eyes, you might have seen voids in your thoughts,

Finding yourself and looking for your unfold desires might be difficult certain times,

In between your work, meetings and deadlines, sometimes you might feel lost,

But this was not the story of the previous year; things will remain same every year and move fast,

I know we all have the same kind of habits, folding and unfolding the things,

We always try to drag the thing from the past and certain times we lost our touch with present,

It’s true the things that we left behind we will never get them back, and it’s just not about the things, sometimes we lost ourselves too,

But we have to remember, certain things are not meant for us; they have to go away even though we love them, but we can’t do anything and that’s true,

I often feel it’s not a matter of time; we carry everything with us every year,

It’s not always possible to have a new start, sometimes we do need old things with us,

Don’t worry whatever happens I will always be with you my dear,

I won’t impose any allegations on you, will love you always and walk with you till the beginning of several new years.