Changing colours of life...

  The colour is going to change,
  the present is a moment fleeting by.
  my heart is holding on its beats...
 
  Vast sky lies stretched in front of me,
  i watch it being draped in orange gleam.
  mesmerizing beauty my eyes cannot behold
  reflecting the happiness, revealing life.

  the hovering clouds trying to hide the sun,
  the sky is now being draped in lilac hue.
  beauty raised by necklace of cirrus clouds..
  reflecting the love, the essence of life

  the tinge of sun has escaped the horizon,
  the sky is now being draped in black.
  the beauty once present is barely visible
  reflecting the sadness, the concealed life.

  the dim light is showing up the hiding moon,
  the sky is now being draped with twinkling stars
  the beauty never lost is now revealed
  reflecting the hope, trusting life.

  The colour is going to change,
  the present is a moment fleeting by.
  my heart is holding on its beats...
 

 
 
 

 
 

Seeking peace

Trouble as large as ocean is holding my soul
I walk miles and miles, searching for peace.

With last hope left , i reach the place of divine
There, He sat stealing all the peace.

Troubled people queued up for begging a part of it
As helpless as they were, i followed the course.

A lady stumbling with her steps walked past us
she made her own way refusing to be part of us.

At feet of divine, she delivered all the peace
The almighty filled with peace, gave away part of it.

With quivering eyes, I looked at her
holding my hand, she lead me past the troubled.

The ocean of trouble changed into dew,
Now left with peace , I return it all.

A dew appears small, when ocean is known
A trouble appears small, when troubled are seen.

The ocean holding the soul, evaporated with a flicker
the condensed dew now glistened the soul.

Imprisoned by our own thoughts

   Fear is the guard, caged lies the thoughts
   the gate is closed to the world outside
   troubled thoughts are waiting for their turn

   the guard is appointed by heart
   the brain is the cage providing the space
   imprisoned thoughts are judged by time

   Time is playing wicked games
   the thoughts are being tested hard
   guards are ordered to filter the thoughts
   the thoughts are lost, words are free

   The day will come when time will change
   strength will win over fear
   open will be the gate
   the world will then witness the change