When inside calls.

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Just look upwards,
Lose yourself to the endless sky,
And then look inside,
Where another galaxy lies.

Look at the trees,
Some young some old,
And look inside,
To see that greenery so bold.

Look at the rivers,
Flowing and cleansing on its own,
And look inside,
To find that flow since you were born.

Jump and scream,
In the air so cold,
And look inside,
To feel the warmth.

Run barefoot,
In the pouring rain.
And permit your heart to cry,
Letting out every pain.

Sweat it out,
Under the sun’s scorching heat,
And look inside,
To keep going until your heart beats.

Play with snow,
On a winter eve,
And look inside you,
To wake that child up long been asleep.

Look down around your feet,
Those tiny creatures roaming around.
And look inside you,
To embrace the free spirit you just found.

Look at the bird,
Sitting on a branch that might break with a little gush,
And look inside you,
To find the wings you can trust.

Look at rainbow,
Painting the sky,
And look inside you,
Its all black and white until you try.

Look at the cactus,
Feel its thorns,
And look inside you,
Your thoughts will hurt you more.

Climb the mountain,
To enjoy the view,
And look inside you,
Its even more beautiful.

Look at the city shining so bright,
On a festival night,
And look inside you,
To find in darkness that tiny spark of light.

Notice that rust surfacing on iron bars,
Rain and air working their little mischief,
And look inside you,
Your dreams rusted with bad thoughts and superfluous beliefs

Just look around,
To the world so beautiful outside,
But never forget to free the world,
Trapped inside.

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Exploring the Unknown

"Look for rainbow when it rains, look for stars when its dark"
“Look for rainbow when it rains, look for stars when its dark”

I want to be that traveler,

To be closest to sky from land,

To walk freely in desert sand.

I want to be that traveler,

Who love straight roads but awaits that unexpected bend,

To be real and have no need to pretend.

I want to be that traveler,

To run down streets with stormy clouds hanging on my head,

To lie undearneath stary sky with open arms,

To sleep on mother nature’s bed.

I want to be that traveler,

To explore unexplored horizons,

To traverse dark forests between deserted mountains.

I want to be that traveler,

To be on move all the time,

To taste all nature’s exotic wines.

I want to be that traveler,

To leave foot prints on an unknown sandy island,

To Count rainbow bands with my own hand.

I want to be that traveler,

To swim in deep dark lake on a winter eve,

To be able to see the beauty of a tree with no leaves.

I want to be that traveler,

To be not afraid of heights,

To have seen ocean water sparkle with moonlight.

I want to be that traveler,

To wish upon shooting stars,

To reach places that once seemed so far.

I want to be that traveler,

To see that waterfall of gods,

To be never afraid of new roads.

I want to be that traveler,

To meet people of different kinds,

To fall in love a thousand times.

I want to be that traveler,

To have made a new history,

To have survived Bermuda triangle’s mystery.

I want to be that traveler,

Who is always on move,

Whose life is a journey with nothing to lose.

I want to be that traveler,

To experience different cultures,

To see all world’s wonders and beautiful sculptures,

I want to be that traveler ,

the one envied by all,

For he overcame all his fears and whatever troubled his soul.

And when i have explored, enjoyed and scrutinized,

Conquered all that was untouched by mankind,

I want to head back home to those four walls,

As now my own world calls.

Ink beneath fingertips

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Girls like you, so innocent, so fragile,
But only from outside not inside,
You, yes you! You can be eveything you want to be.
But people see only what they want to see,
A little girl with sun shining through her branches,
Vulnerable and easily wounded by the words and harsh realities of the world.
But what they don’t see darling is the lady inside.
The one with a free soul no walls can confide,
The one who can make her own light,
Who has survived all the nightmares one wishes to never come alive.
People call you ‘small’, ‘petite’,
What if they ever get to see you fight?
Fight all those monsters inside your head,
Dragging you everyday more and more closer to hell.
If they see those tally marks like lines on your wrists,
Every mark a sign of a war you survived,
They think you have a death wish,
while all you are struggling for is to have a normal life.
You are not a clear blue sky or a star lit night,
You are the dark clouds covering the sky,
Ink beneath the finger tips,
The text in italics.
You are no drizzle but the storm trapped inside those tiny bones.
You are the one who can build a crown with her own leaves and be the queen of her own fortress.
You have spent so many nights whispering prayers inside your pillow.
And when those prayers will be finally answered you no longer will feel hollow.
There is a music to your sadness and a a small whisper of hope is enough to ignite that strength running through your veins like blood.
While you are looking for someone to brighten your darkest nights,
You are set on making everyone realize their worth,
And that’s what defines you girl.
I promise you one day you will pry open your ribcage And let your heartbeat fast and free for someone who will not treat you like a second choice.
Until then hang in there! Nothing lasts forever, not even the darkest times.
Even with every branch bare you are livelier than any flower in the spring.
You were made to swim girl so stop trying to drown yourself.

Deal with the devil

I was a loser trapped inside my own mind. Devil knocked, only one who seemed kind.
His smile a powerfull spell, lit up every dark corner of my personal hell,
Followed a proposal from his side, trade your soul and pride, in return of a future where i don’t have to hide.
His promise didnt sound hollow, nor conditions were too hard to follow. I had nothing left to lose, that pride was useless like that dead golden egg laying goose.
There was no separate clause for a safety net, i was supposed to seal it with my blood and sweat.
I was then told to go home and enjoy the luxuries i have earned,
but as i returned home i felt my soul burn, bearing a new mark, the mark of the devil,
a symbol marked on everything evil.
I started living the normal life, forgetting past’s everyday strife,
But in the back of head lingered a fear,
Fear of still having a burden to bear.
Waiting patiently for my turn to serve my purpose, it all sometimes seemed like a one man circus.
And finally it came, a call without a name, i was assigned with a task, to spread darkness and chaos i was handed with a flask.
It carried hatred and vengeance, sorrows and misery of those who lost, lost their loved ones in the wars sometime in past.
‘A tiny little flask’-is that all i asked,
Devil smiled, mischief written on his face which he did not try to hide,
That’s all you’ll need answered he,
I was still standing confused how much helpful that little flask could be?
I still accepted his command with a bow, and set sail for my journey still not sure about whys and how.
I reached my destination and did as he said, setting free all that darkness, shattered on ground now the flask laid.
The darkness swept away by the air reached two brothers,
out laughing and enjoying the weather, but as they inhaled the darkness something changed,
their love filled hearts now burned with hate,
Each one thought he was right, none could stand each other’s sight.
I followed the darkness which now reached a child,
But to my surprise the affect wasn’t even mild.
The child laughed and played,
Marveling in the beauty unaware of the darkness he has slayed.
Trying to comprehend it all i stood there for a while,
I saw a man staring with a smile.
He came closer, i saw it all whispered he, but you see a child’s soul is so pure.
I stood there still unaware, he laughed and i felt i was caught bare.
He said,”why do something you feel guilty about, that’s the thing about growing up you always doubt, not just others but yourself too, the secret is staying true.
The child you see holds a heart so pure, still untouched with the darkness rest of us bore.
Our heart is not a fool, we breed darkness first and then it just follows our self-laid rules.”
That knowledge sparked a new light inside my own soul, no more afraid to play my role.
I gathered my courage and went back to the devil, broke my promise refusing to spread any more evil.
The light inside me set me free, illuminated a new path where i can be me, being true to myself is all that i needed to be, my love and courage was the key.
But the parting words of devil still ring in my head,” you may leave as you no longer are fit for my plans but don’t worry i have plenty of fans.
Waiting for a chance to serve my will,
For their own selfish purposes ready to even kill.
I know i can’t save everyone and keep everything under check, but i hope they too find their light before all hell break loose and there is no turning back.

Belief

I believe in a magic that seems like a fantasy,  in the possibility of impossible, the  beauty in misery, the irony in forever, the finite infinites.

I believe in miracles that don’t happen everyday, in the distant dreams, the most successful of flights with broken wings.

I believe in worlds beyond our reach, the one’s we will never see, in the use of a lock without a key, in the warmth of a winter night’s breeze, in living the moment that no one dare cease.

I believe in the tears behind that beautiful smile and the sadness that lingers in a rich person’s eyes, in that never spoken happiness and unheard cries.

I believe in those beautiful memories that once made me smile but now are just another entry in that book of lies, in the care behind those angry eyes.

I believe in strength of one’s will, in the destiny we all have to fulfilll, in those unshed tears and beauty that lies inside.

I believe in the beauty of a blue sky, in the mystries behind a soul so shy, in the secrets of darkness, and the power of a candle lit so bright.

I believe in a mother’s love, the one that can heal any wound, in the future of someone whose present is doomed.

I believe in a love that’s forgiving, that can survive every thick and thin, in the hearts that even with little are satisfied and in those people who lost their pride.

I believe in confidence behind those shaking legs, and in strength of the hands that beg, in a gratefulness behind one’s regret, in achievement of a target thats hard to get.

I believe in opportunities behind closed doors, in possibility of success waiting ashore, in cries for help behing those arrogant souls, in giving up everything when one’s dreams call.

I believe in a lesson behind every failure, in never giving up no matter how hard u fell, in an angel heart behind that devil’s mask, in trying until last breath however hard the task.

I believe if you believe in something with all your heart nothing is impossible, too difficult or too late for a fresh start.