LIVE YOUR "WHY"

You ask me: Why do we live?
And honestly I don’t care,
Each of us dresses our own cape,
But to this world we are born bare.

Some have tried the cloak of glory,
Some have dressed the face of shame,
Some have died, but live forever,
While others live without a name.

You ask me: Why do we live?
And honestly it does not matter,
Each of us has our own convictions,
But in this world, they often shatter.

Some have dared to reach the sky,
Some have stood strong on their ground,
Some have swam beyond their dreams,
While others dreams were being drowned.

What really matters is not why we live our life,
It is how we live our “WHY”,
What really matters is to make the seconds count,
Before the time passes by.

THE ANSWER....

The Answer

I've found a perfect, foolproof way

Of having just a perfect day

With no harsh word or unkind deed

To keep me from the peace I need

Would never fear a traffic jam

Or friends who aren't kind...as I am

No rain or clay to soil my shoes

Nor cloudy days to bring the blues

No tensions can dare furl my brow

Because I have ‘the’ answer now

To keep all worries out of my head

I simply don't get out of bed.

“I” the Selfless self

“I”- Who am I, What am I, Why am I, Where am I,

Am I the soul, the omnipresent or the existence itself is a big lie.

“I” the journey of finding self ,or is it the destination

Am I the created being or the creator, or is it all hallucination

“I” the ocean of oceans, or a drop alone craving to be a current

Am I the identity, the one, or the ego would have to carry the brunt

Have I found myself, or am I destined to wander

Am I a mind, a brain, a soul or just a body, a mass & there is nothing to ponder

Do I have any objective to take care of , or is there nothing to woo

Am I the real doer, or an observer, a mirror reflection of you

If “I” & “You” are one consciousness, then why this difference??

Who will answer to my prayers, who do I bow in reverence

Who is winning who is loosing, what success & how many debacles

That almighty consciousness is my dream, one day I’ll break the ego shackles

I am thee, I’ll come to thee, thou is truth rest is fable

My soul rest in thy spirit, this holy union is inevitable...

dew drops...

The drops of dew shining like stars,
on the flower imparting a spark;
Spark of freshness, spark of joy,
Spark of serenity, spark divine;
Enthralled with calmness of the world,
't was formed hearing mother's lulls;
Formed when the darkness ruled,
n' moon shone bright in night's cocoon.
Drops of dew, so fresh, so pure...
on the grass, shining like pearl on gold;
May this freshness envelope the world,
spreading bliss and unconditional love;
When this world was deep into sleep;
Mist formed to welcome the refreshing morning.

Sounds Of SileNce....

The wild beat of the Heart,
the invisible footsteps..
a drop of tear falling from the eye,
the flight of an autumn leaf,
the fall of flower petals on the earth,
the journey of snow-flakes;
from heaven to earth...
A bud blooming,
clouds changing patterns in the azure sky,
moments in a dream....
When the heart takes wingless flights,
when the mind cries in pain,
when solitude sings,
moments of silence,
speaks in volume.....