Happiness

Never seek happiness in 'to be'
Instead search your 'to do'
In 'writing' but not your 'writings'
In 'Singing' but not your songs
Happiness then, will be a byproduct
Oozing incessantly as you go

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Don't seek your happiness in outcome,

But in the process as it comes

In writing’s dance, not written pages,

In singing’s breath, not final phrases.

Happiness then, a constant stream,

Flowing steady, like a dream,

Not a prize at journey’s end,

But fruits you gather at every bend.

The Eastern Mind

My mind is often lit bright

Albeit with a translucent white

Far it helps me gaze

But not without a sense of haze

Perhaps some mist of east

Has survived the western heat

Sorrow

From happiness thou beget

Thy laughter and its rhyme

Thy heart n thy dime

But from sorrow thou borrow

Solace and peace

And wisdom to keep

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From happiness, I often find,

Laughter flowing, free and kind.

Cherished memories held so dear,

A well of strength that's always near.

But from sorrow, I come to borrow

A flame that burns and lights tomorrow,

Peace that calms, a quiet guide,

To light my path and stay beside.

Offer all

When you feel you have nothing more to offer

That the road has drained you dry

That’s when you must decide to fly

See what sky has to offer

Knowledge

One never gets to meet the horizon

For further you go farther it goes

Yet you must chase it for a reason

For each day you learn something new and grow

God

If you want to know God

Create

Thence you shall know his joy

Give it all

Thence you shall know his love

And let it go

Thence you shall know his agony

Live Life

If you are unable to say

How today is different from yesterday

If your days are coloured in same hue

And tomorrow seem to offer nothing new

Then you are neither dead nor alive

For dead decays and turns manure

Life thrives on that hence

In time both has its purpose sure

So stop sitting on the fence

And no, don’t crossover as yet

For you wish it or not,

To that passing you would eventually get

So while you are here give it your best

Endeavour to live to the fullest

See, hear, taste and touch

Absorb what’s around as much

Learn to remember and remember to forget

Leave not much to regret

Learn to laugh and cry laughing

Fall in love and love falling

Clinch your chance, yet learn to let go

Soar high yet yearn to go slow

Take risks and risk to live

Extract all that it has to give

For there is nothing certain in life but death

No matter how hectic it may get

Finally you would get to rest

Life and Death

What is life without death?

Like a path without an end

A day without a night

It’s but death that completes life

Gives it meaning purpose and also hype

For who would long for what lasts forever?

Evolve

When life pushes you to the edge

And you find yourself standing on a ledge

When you feel destiny has had you dammed

With each and every way either clamped or crammed

When you feel whole universe has turned against

And the very nature wants to lay you waste

It’s not the time to succumb but resolve

For it’s only at precipice that we evolve

And if with evolution,

Thought of extinction came to your mind

Take lightly that revelation

For one day all of us death shall find

Heaven &Hell version 2

They say heaven and hell are forever

Its only earth that won’t last that long

Your days out here are counted

So make sure you make them count

They say, hell is all pain and heaven is all pleasure

But it’s on earth that you get its measure

They say, you leave it all behind

Wealth, success, fame and name

You walk past the gate just the same

Just like the way you came

But then, how will you know who you were

If even your soul, were to be bare

So memories for sure you carry

It’s in the memories you make

That you burn or bask forever

There are infinite parallels of universe, all intertwined

And we live in many at the same time

Heaven and hell, the two extremes

And multitudes of them in between

There are no after worlds, but this one

We don’t die and go anywhere

But we just live in one of them

God

They say God cast man in his own form

For he loved him so much

I say man conceived God in his own form

For he loved himself just so much

As for God, just no one knows

What cast he she or it may be

For one man’s God is other mans fiction

The fall

If you have fallen

You can sure stand again

For one who has not fallen ever

 for sure is not standing

So never fear the fall

For if child had fear of fall

Man wouldn’t have walked at all

Good and Bad

The good is all lit and bright

Is seen by all and loved by all

Yet somewhere in the corner

There is always a wee bit of darkness

Where it wants to hide

And loose itself once in a while

The bad is all dark and gloomy

It’s unseen, unknown and feared by all

Yet somewhere deep within

There is always a wee bit of light

Where it wants to go

And discover itself once in a while

Dreams 4

There is no dearth of dreams

For everyone dreams of success

Of money and fame that it brings

Of happiness and tears of joy

Some can feel it and taste it

See themselves standing on the podium

 Crossing the line tearing the ribbon

They can hear the crowd cheering their name

Yet most don’t even start their race

For they are lost in the mirage of their dreams

Dreams u see, are reflections

Very much so, of a very possible future

Yet, like all reflections, they are inversed

What comes last is seen the first

While most see success right in front

They fail to see the toil and sweat

 The innumerable failures and falls

The treacherous path that follows behind

To the far end of their dreams

What is right

Most men know what is right

They have it right in their sight

It’s seldom ignorance that takes them astray

But an easier wrong that has its sway

Men stagger more on shiny days

Than loose their way

On pitch dark nights

For most men know what is right

Even when it is out of their sight

Habits

We are not the product

But additions of our actions

And the small ones that we call habits

Often add up more and beyond

Most monumental of our efforts

Tomorrow

Learn to dream

Yet not be consumed by them

Let them fire up your heart

Yet, let it not burn your soul

Tomorrow may be the day

When your dreams would hatch

But it’s always today

Where it is conceived

Faith

Can you take the leap of faith?

Jump off a cliff hoping,

That you would indeed grow wings;

There is then a chance my friend,

That you may fly,

Before you fall and die.

Content

It’s only in pain,

That I find my voice

I can either be a man of content

Or a poet of lament

Irony yet

It’s only in my writing

I find content

Horse and theButterfly

The horse asks the butterfly
I saw you here at dawn
Dancing around these flowers callously playing by
While I saddled for my journey far drawn
I travelled today a hundred miles
Galloped all through not rested even for a while
End of the day what I can with content say
With hard work sweat and toil I have earned my hay
And here you are while you can fly
From every work you simply shy
There is no purpose in your unsteady flight
Although I not like to pry, but I still wonder why
Butterfly smiled and fluttered for a while
Close to the horse observing his plight
And right when the horse shook his head and nodded in despise
Butterfly broke her silence and hummed in her voice nice
While you galloped around and covered distance abound
You saw nothing beyond the track that you were bound
I did dance around and never left this surround
While you paced around I was rather slow
But I enjoyed all this while beauty that nature endow
I have seen flowers bloom their fragrance loom
And I have seen them wilting and falling the coming noon
I have seen the morning dew glowing
And seen my young ones growing
Felt the joy of life and the ecstasy of love
And in this very day the dance of death
So many of my kin birds have preyed n fed
I have learned to live for the moment now
Make each moment of my existence count
Your journeys are bland but for those slants and mounts
Part that you strained and part that you eased along
For you life is a race, for me it’s an eternal song
For me life is a celebration and not a destination
So I don’t run but dance along
I carry its colours tattooed on my fly
Intoxicated by its nectar I flutter by
Long before the next dawn
I would be forever gone
I have yet no regrets or fear
For I live my life to the fullest dear