Uncertain

Which place should I seek it
It snaps on my face
After a short duration
It bangs on me
Leaving me blank
And full of angst
Along comes a pain
A strong one right in my gut

Source: Google

And a stone hanging in my throat
Stopping me from breathing
And that is a reminder
Of when I lost the one I loved
Perhaps it was worst than it is today
And I have come this far
So I will survive this
In the face of uncertainty
I will breathe and float
Just breathe and not struggle
And get off to sleep
For tomorrow will be better
It will be a different day

Author's Note: When going gets tough, be easy on yourself!

Fence, a creaking Fence!

I had been sitting on a fence
Really narrow and weak
Holding my weight
And waiting for me
To muster enough strength to stand
It makes a creaking sound

Source: Google Image Search

As I make way to stretch my leg
Telling me to stop
For the fence is old and weak
bearing with me
But me, I have been exhausted
To see people unmask
The fence carries no mask
I was to be a playful accomplice
To the fence
I am in love with its honesty
Weak and dull
With all its imperfections
And loving me back
A little more intense than I love it
In real sense with all its raw and broken self.

Author's Note: Finally wrote something after a long long time, it was when I was about to toss off to sleep.

Unusual for U | A to Z April 2016 Challenge

You entered into my life
In the most unusal manners
And broke free along with me
I was not looking for an accomplice
Neither were you
But we ended up walking along
In unusual paths
In unusual ways
For unusual reasons

Author's Note: U done.. Yay yay yay <3 i="">

People who Manipulate for P | A to Z April 2016 Challenge

It will rain when I will be taking my last breaths.
I will be complete at that time - be it today or some years down the line.
I am content with what I made, knowing that I made it through life.
And on my death bed, I will don a smile!

But still many a time I come across people who want to fix my life. I see my life perfect, they see dents in it. Why? Perhaps because I do not go by their conventions.

Or perhaps there is an innate force that drives humans to look for flaws in others so that they can keep their hand on their heart and chant - all is well!

What comes next from such people is - Gossip, Uncalled-for suggestions or manipulation!

We do not even gauge that we are being manipulated into someone else's idea of life. Well I will surly call it manipulation. I have been dragged into manipulative situations. Till that time I realise that the thing is so not me. What then - I start to retract. Hurts both me, who feels that I should have been honest about my feelings and my way of life and it hurts the manipulator - who has failed at one of this classic solutions of being a life saviour.

If I look from manipulator's mind - do they understand that they are being manipulative? As mostly they call themselves caring. I recollect once a serial manipulator passed a simple statement - it is fun to manipulate. Surly it is fun to make people dance on your tunes. Who does not love it? But who has better control on the situation? The one who is to be manipulated or the one who manipulates? I think it is the former! If we remain clear about what we want, we cannot be manipulated into something we do not want to do.

Author's Note: People exhaust me, I would rather watch a movie, read a book or head for a walk in the woods!

M done.. Yippi!

Kindness for K | A to Z April 2016 Challenge

Of every thing in this world
I want to be kind
Like a wave
That touches the shores
And leaves
Making way for the next one
To soil the sands
While it mixes back in the waters
For where it belongs
Heading for yet another mission
On a lookout for another shore
To soil another soul

Author's Note: Done with K.. Yay <3 i="">

Dreams for D | A to Z April 2016 Challenge

If dreams are pebbles
Throw them in the puddle

Google Image Search

Let them make ripples
Dream on you dreamer

Dream on and on and over again
And bring smiles to idle times
Bring joy to toddlers face
Kill monotony in an elderly's life

Dream on you dreamer
More than anyone any time
Even a small dream whatsoever

If your dreams make you smile.

Author's Note: On a lighter note, sleep on! Kidding...

However I believe if you are a true dreamer you will lose on your sleep to make the dreams come true.

Another hectic day and a day with patchy internet connection, I pulled together a verse. Hashtag Proud!

Abstract for A | A to Z April 2016 Challenge

Life as we have known is a series of abstract events and thoughts
We gauge the rights and wrongs from what we feel, what we see
Perhaps overlooking what should be looked at
When we need a partner we kind of get so lame
I am the boss, you are my slave, equality oh no does not find a place

Assertive is not a trait any more
Aggressive is not a problem at all
Passivity flows through our veins
Controlling the situations is what they crave

Source - Google Image search - famous abstract art picasso

And just hanging out with lame friends is cool
Forming connections is a waste of time
Those who feel, feel too much of pain
Those who faf, faf along with hollow pride

Huge voids and such redundant life
That they count to be great and I call it waste
Working at emotional level is looked down at

We all think we know
But what is it we know even we don't know
Confusion persists, and we keep on with this

P.S.: If you value real connections, you know what I am talking about.

Author's Note: Some poems do not rhyme! As I start my first post today, I hope you have enjoyed reading it. Again I should not fail to mention - I am super busy, was only wondering if I can do it. Let's move day by day and sail through it!

On a closing note>>
I value the visitors on my blog,
So please drop a comment,
That's what I look for :)

Just me

Just free
Just naive
Just lazy
Just trapped
Just tipsy
Just adventurous
Just hungovered
Just random
Just planned
Just impulsive
Just careful
Just crazy
Just easy
Just brutal
Just carefree
Just tired
Just enthusiastic
Just sleepy
Just awake
Just naughty
Just lame

Just me

My Imagination, Your Words

Look where we have come
This is far from what we planned
Afar from the reach of our imaginations
Pushed out of every possible connection
Of love, friendship, acquaintanceship or animosity
We can't place the blame on anything
Who what is it? Me, you or the circumstances
Oh no, we are those to pass our destiny to circumstances
We both refused to let them rule over us

And promised to stay true to our words
Each word of your promise were put together beautifully
Your carefully crafted words moved me
But later I learnt that you were skilled at it
To make fancy claims and justify them with a different story
It was not the one which ran in my head
Something that would surprise me unpleasantly

She was wide awake, a scream gets her out of her imagination. Her heart was pounding as she deciphered what was going on. There were men outside screaming as they spoke, it appeared that they were mocking at someone. Another scream full of vengeance. And mocking went up even higher, now she could hear women participating in a laugh riot. It did not amuse her, but got her blood gushing in anger - for what she thought was a riot turned out to be revelry, or the imagination from the past? Be it her imagination or the laugh riot, nothing was just as it seems. She was in a different world, she was in a different phase - she payed a visit to some beautifully crafted words!

Zest to Live Like You Mean It (Z on Day 26 of A to Z Challenge 2015)

That quiet voice inside your soul
Is the the most beautiful sound
A heart that beats for humanity
Can wipe the pains of berated ones

A few extraordinary smiles
Leave a lifelong impression
Moments uncontrollable laughter

Can erase many numb afflictions

It is when we let other be treated badly
It is when we forget to wipes a few tears
It is when we lose touch with humanity
We lose our zest to live a fulfilling life.

Zest is all I need to live
Live a life that is much beyond
Some moolah and a man
But some starry nights and rains

It is not what is on the face of it
It is about what we are inside
The times of nothingness
Are the times to cherish

Author's Note: To me life is meant for adventure and spreading happiness. It is to fight the bad and not to be the bad. It is about being the one who cares. Speak against the wrong, but if speaking does not work - silently act upon it.
Through these words I tried to narrate a mix of all - Our mind, the society and the quite men.

P.S.: Zest to Live Like You Mean It  for Z - April 30, 2015. My twenty sixth (last) post for the A to Z April Challenge.

Image Source: Google Search

Yes, being a Yes person! (Y on Day 25 of A to Z Challenge 2015)

Be water, be fire, be air and be earth
Nurture everything with a smile
Stay wild, stay happy, stay awesome
Chase a butterfly
Follow your instincts
Make your own way
Travel and make new friends
Gaze midnight stars
And stand out in the cold
Love generously
Let go of what does not treat you right
Exude compassion, empathy and beauty
Be kind, it is the most beautiful trait!

Author's Note: Our wanderlust is our true affliction. But can we do anything without being who we truly are? Since I believe in YOLO, I would rather do a Marlin Monroe than to miss out on the fun.

I am a yes person, if something fascinates me , I will dive in without a second thought. Yes, it could be silly but what I find is sillier is a regret. I say yes to adventures, to treasure hunts, hopeless quests, to a lifetime of searching and most importantly a yes to myself (and people I love).

P.S.: Yes, being a Yes person for Y - April 29, 2015. My twenty fifth post for the A to Z April Challenge.

Image source: Google Search

Wanderer's Wonder (W on Day 23 of A to Z Challenge 2015)

When you travel, you are not tired, and in Himachal Pradesh I really traveled. Was it weed in the air or was it the weather that took me to wander in Manali?

Streams of hills emerge from flowing brown waters
A few trees squabble through the curves of concrete
Rest of them are standing tall on rich green mountains
With a few blossom flowers a lot of rich green weed
Sun beam falls on my specs as trees scream for attention
Trees tall and green and some of them slouch to strong wind
Not untouched my humankind I see towers and running wires
Through this a neatly arranged landscapes to be seen
Beautiful, isn't it?

Here is a photo collection of my wanderlust in Manali.

Music and view, just before carving my footprints in Manali

Outskirts of Manali

Sunbeam and tall trees in Manali

We Checked In

On our way to Jogini Falls, we discovered curves on hills and road! 

Resting after a little Trek at Jogini Falls

Harimba Temple
Here 18 Animals are slaughtered during Navratras

Day 2 we were on our way to Gulaba Valley and Salong Valley

After we made a snow man at Gulaba Valley

Glitters at Gurudwara Manikaran Sahib
And we received a splendid hospitality

Riverside at Kasol

Author's Note: I wandered and I wrote a poem. I walked long distances. Amidst quite a lot of hiccups, I heard drums, saw dance and weeds plantation. Not to forget recording here that I about to be attacked by 7 hungry dogs. Eeks!!

Last year I visited Udaipur during A to Z Challenge and this year it was Manali. Wonder what is up for next year ;p

P.S.: Wandrer's Wonder for W - April 27, 2015. My twenty third post for the A to Z April Challenge.

Utilitarian Me (U on Day 21 of A to Z Challenge 2015)

Slip away in the lap of dreams.
Of red, orange and floral pinks.
Sit back with a pop corn bucket.
Watch the game plan and some fizz.
Walk on the shiny-sand beach.
Home to shells & coconut trees.
Out of a dark mysterious guilt.

Author's Note: Am on a travel.. This is a quick post.

P.S.: Utilitarian Me for U - April 24, 2015. My twenty first post for the A to Z April Challenge.

Image Source: Google Search

Splurging on a Sweet Mystery (S on Day 19 of A to Z Challenge 2015)

I splurge on
Things mysterious
Nothing normal
Tempts me

Except for
Polo tees
And basic jeans
What your you?
Were you basic or mysterious?
I splurged on you
I forgot the golden rule
That you were to be nurtured first
And then exploited to be spoiled
You made home in my mind
As a sweet mystery for a lifetime
I often visit those mysterious encounters
And I keep knocking on the entrance
Those doors never open
Basic or not, you have been classic
And I have been spoiled.
While splurging on a sweet mystery

Author's Note: Just think about when I say splurge, what do you think I am talking about?

We humans are complex - biologically, physically, psychologically, intellectually and philosophically. We splurge in love, or we are miser in Love. 

P.S.: Splurging on a Sweet Mystery for S - April 22, 2015. My nineteenth post for the A to Z April Challenge.

Image Source: Google Search

Raw Rugged Rowdy (R on Day 18 of A to Z Challenge 2015)

Howdy,
Your worldly dreams
Are raw, rugged and rowdy
You fail to receive gracefully
Two words of sheer kindness
For those who care
They ignore your venom
Or let it seep into them
Because they don't want to cause you hurt

But you, my boy
You don't care, do you?
You keep spilling venom
And you are in love with it
Holding it close and
Scared to let go of it
As if two words of love
Will make you less of a King
As if empathy could make you less of a warrior

Let me tell you a story about a man who did just what you do. He was rude, rowdy and rugged. He started it when he was a child and no one stopped him. People called him a leader, a king in the making. But no one befriended him and everyone was scared of his wrath. Those who did not fear him, were brought to the terms to being scared of him. And he was surrounded by only those who accepted him. He never let anyone who would make himself question of mend his ways stand next to him.

In his mind he was a King, and he waited for someone who would accept him for what he is. He waited for love, but he could not wait the wait. So he let go of it, hurting those who would want to be with him. This only made him bitter, because his only accomplice is his anger. And now he was bored of his anger, he rarely smiled and those who came to his service were just boring yes-men. They were boring because their yeses were not out of love or care, they were out of fear. Fear of your anger.

Author's Note: Reminds me of Beauty and the Beast. Yes many of us let that bad thing, anger or guilt consume us. We don't care who we smash in the process of feeding onto our anger. We only end up losing those who truly cared. And in the end just carry a guilt, why did I fail to see? Why did I fail to mend? Was anger that precious than those precious moments?

P.S.: Raw Rugged Rowdy for R - April 21, 2015. My eighteenth post for the A to Z April Challenge.

Image Source: Google Search

Opaque Feelings (O on Day 15 of A to Z Challenge 2015).

Bottled up,
stocked in,

bolted and

fermenting.

No way out

to vent it,

all ends here

at the circular

glass edges.

They do not
come out 

and keep 

moving in 

circles.

What was 

fresh, jubilant

and fragrant

is now
piling venom.

It is rotting 

and stinking
in paucity
of  love.

It is turning 

into piles of

abundant 

nothingness

and opacity.

Author's Note: When intense feelings are messed with they turn opaque. One who feels too much will end up growing opacity of feelings and one who messed it will keep looking for breaking past the opacity.

Don't know who messed more and who felt more - the one who loved or the one who could get distant.

P.S.: Opaque Feelings for O - April 17, 2015. My fifteenth post for the A to Z April Challenge.

Image source: Google Search

Magical Moments (M on Day 13 of A to Z Challenge 2015).

Magical is when you call my name.
More magical is when you call me by the nick name you gave me.

Magical are moments when you smile at what I say.
And I don't see it, I magically sense it.

Magical are times when I miss you.
And you flash at me.

Magical is when you just knw what you have to say to calm a storm in me.
Or bring me to moments that have to be storming in me.

You are magical to me.



Author's Note: Love is magical, you cannot control it. So better get going with it.

And be with someone who feels you are magical! Someone who protects, preserves and makes you a better person.

P.S.: Magical Moments for M - April 15, 2015. My thirteenth post for the A to Z April Challenge.

Image source: Google

Just, Just Float (J on Day 10 of A to Z Challenge 2015).

Just when I was to break away from the notorieties of life
Shedding  a zealous pursuit of chasing love
And things glorified

Just a look back and a quick walk through of my life
When I was tamed and famed in the name of love
And materialism galore

Just as I took a step to somewhere in vain
To break away from what they fame
And Just float

Author's Note: Stop the struggle, Just Float. Enjoy being a log on the waters while catch a wide view of night starry skies or cloudy daylight. 

The journey is worth it when you stop struggling to survive and enjoy the beauty of being in varied situations.

P.S.: Just, Just Float. for J - April 11, 2015. My tenth post for the A to Z April Challenge.

I, Who Am I?(I on Day 9 of A to Z Challenge 2015).

I am someone who cares.
I am a calm in storms.
I am a storm in tranquility.
I am streaming waters.

I am Contrasts, chaos and tranquility
Source: Google Search

I am soothing flames.
I am wet muddy sand.
I am drenched drought.
I am a dry flood
I am someone who loves.
I am someone you hate.
I am idle moments.
I am maddening chaos.
I am a caressing touch.
I am lazy yawns.
I am sweaty palms.
I am a hard punch.
I am a road rage.
I am a a car chase.
I am an inspiration.
I am a halt.
I am contrasts.
I am also shades of grey.

I am a red head born on Friday the 13th, a full moon night!

Author's Note: I am someone who looks back. I look back for more than a normal person would. I think more than your imagination could run. 

Once I am done, I am done. I will not turn around no matter how many times you scream.

P.S.: I, Who Am I? for I - April 10, 2015.

My ninth post for the A to Z April Challenge.
Jeez :)

Happiness - Does That Change? (H on Day 8 of A to Z Challenge 2015).

What made me happy as a kid, 

Makes me happy even today.

Some Ice cream and some crazy rides.
Some laughs, some playing in the sand.
Staying up while being dead asleep.
Speeding a bicycle through a puddle.
Hide and seek, Balloons and fountains.
Swings, climbing trees and bruised knees.
Sunrise, sunsets and step out in summer heat.
Windy day, cold day and rainy day.
Chasing birds and butterflies.
And staring at fish inside a pond.
That's happiness to me.

Happiness is a state of mind!
Source - Google Search

Does our idea of happiness ever change? I think, my idea of happiness never changed.

Author's Note: A quick post.. Trying to sail through the challenge with really tight schedule. 


Creativity runs in the blood.

P.S.: Happy for H - April 9, 2015. My eighth post for the A to Z April Challenge.