MORE OR LESS?

More certain now of my uncertainties
More doubtful now of my doubts
More fearful now of my fears

Yes, I am feeling more of me
in all the days that greet me

The more I live the more I fail to see
The more I walk the more I am lost

The more I learn the more ignorant I become
The more I question the more queries I have

Yes, I am living more of me
in all the days that meet me

The more I seek, the more I want
The more I find, the more I search

No matter how many mores I conquer, the less I'll become

For the more I know, the more I'll realise
how small I am in this vast universe

MOOD FOR LOVE?

How did it all begin?

It was slow. We didn't even know.
How love came to us!

Noticed anything different?

I wondered often. Day-dreamed even.
How simply it changed us!

What did you feel?

I smiled a lot. Lost in your thoughts.
How happy it made us!

Any uneasiness?

Always on the guard. I came to your ward.
Lovely evenings and the cautious us!

What dreams you had?

Of togetherness. Of happiness.
Such was the joy around us!

Ever lost in touch?

It took time to come. Sure was troublesome.
How silently it parted us!

Never met again?

Longed and wished. But we missed.
Nothing seemed to work for us!

Where is love then?

Hidden somewhere. Maybe here or there.
In all the places it met us!

So, is this the end?

I'm afraid my friend. We'll meet again.
When memories reveal us.

Q & A

Can I make a life out of me?

Can this life make me happy?

I sit down and count the many hours that struck me hard… the many moments that left me spell-bound… the many incidents that left me numb… the experiences that forced me to crawl back into a shell… and those that freed the bird in me…

What are the questions that I am not asking? What are the answers which are eluding me? Where do I go? Where do I travel? Is this supposed to be a journey? Or is this just a walk-through?

Am I to walk alone or to search for a company?

Are the trails going to lead me anywhere at all? Or will I just be lost somewhere again?
Is the purpose to lose myself? To shed all that binds me? To look beyond what I see?

What am I to do?

Do the questions ever end? Do the answers ever come?

What defines you? What defines me? What defines us?

Can the words, the thoughts, and our minds, ever know what is it that we are to be?

Each mind thinks its own… each face tells its story… each line leading somewhere…
Each life a thousand lives put together…

How do I define myself then?
How do we know who we are?
Is this search what we call life?
And is this life what we are searching for?

What do I do when I find it?
Will I find happiness too?
Will I cease to feel the pain… the doubts… the uncertainties… the questions?
Will I?

YOU AND I...

Each day dies a slow death...

Time travels leisurely... taking a stroll around all the places...
You and I once walked before...

Each day seems like the one before...
Moments churn out the same duties... and chores around all the places..
You and I once worked before...

Each day rolls out the same dreams...
Weaving possibilities with threads of losing hope... around all the places..
You and I once met before..

Each day shines a little less...
Sparkling smiles... glowing joys... lose their sheen... around all the places..
You and I once sat before..

Each day silence spreads some more..
Echoes of laughters.. slowly fade away... around all the places..
You and I once talked before..

Each day I fear I am losing you..
The strength of your love... grows weaker... around all the places..
You and I once were before...

Each day life succeeds further...
Our love a distant memory it seems... are these the places..
You and I once stood before?

Second Chance

The past was not perfect
There are many things I wish to forget
Life went on, I stay chained to those memories
'Wish I could change', I'd hear me say

No matter where life takes us
We'll always return to the point
where we left some questions unanswered
Today's happenings will lead us to our yesterday

Like a knot that needs to be undone
before the pearls can come together
The longer you keep the task pending
The pile of problems will keep on increasing

Without dealing with your past
the present can never be fully lived
If you've learned to live anyway
Don't be so happy for you know it too
that a half life you had been living and
you still choose to live

I am on my path to venture into the mysteries of
what I could have been and what I can now be

I'll risk my present
For this is no life at all
Pretending everything is fine
When I know what's wrong all along

The safety of today
it is hard to throw it all away
but now it's so difficult to say it's all fine
when I see the cracked lines in my life's wall

So, I'll go on my trail and mend my yesterday
to get a second chance to live a happy today

Fear

I fear failure
I fear success too
One breaks you
The other blinds you

I fear speaking
I fear silence too
One invites criticism
The other dismisses you

I fear working
I fear idleness too
One grills you
The other devours you

I fear loving
I fear not being loved too
One takes your all
The other alienates you

I fear life
I fear death too
One reveals you
The other conceals you

I fear all but what I fear more
is not to have known
what it feels like :

To rise up after a fall
To stay grounded when fame calls

To speak no matter what they say
To be quiet when words are not to be played

To do a task with all my heart
To not invest time in what's not my art

To just give and not expect in love
To accept fate and not regret being unloved

To discover oneself in one's life
To look at death as the end of all strife

So many fears I am yet to conquer
Though I am glad I enslaved the greatest fear of all:
The fear of not having lived at all!