adrift with thoughts

Adrift

Adrift in the universe

we all reach our destination

some reach early

some reach late

for it’s all about the journey

we start off with no words

we slog speaking about reaching

then again when we attain silence

we reach there

and then finally

attain complete silence

with no return.

Adrift in thoughts

adrift in actions

adrift in the every existence

but what intrigues are the ones

who know they are adrift

and yet stay calm in that chaos

and master the art of being

at absolute peace

even when the noise inside is

greater than the one outside….

there is no shame

in being lost

for we all are lost

few lost in themselves

few lost on others

few lost on the thought of being lost.

but blessed are the ones

who find a track in the trackless road..

For chaos is not always chaotic.

 

Cheers to life

Airboy89

 

just another day…. alone

Solitude

Craft

Thought of merging daily prompt with weekly photo and here is the outcome.

Solitude , crafted to show the world

that one is a ruthless monster

but truth being it is just to keep at

bay the monster who is uncontrollable

even though it resides within oneself.

solitude the scared art of being

one with oneself and saving the

world from the devastation.

Standing in the darkness

and just staring into the light

knowing that the moment you

set foot there , there will be just

chaos. so for the larger good you just

chain yourself in the darkness.

solitude , it is a gift also a curse

difference is what one is running away from…

 

 

 

 

Maddening the MAD

Maddening

Ages passed by, seasons changed by

but the stale memory never did change

As he stood staring at the stars

remembering that it was the same stars

which he once saw sitting beside her.

Life was cruel for it had

taken her away from him

but not her memories

only to haunt and torture

like an endless source of pain.

The god whom he once deeply prayed and believed in

seemed to have  gone silent

his faith was shattered not only on religion

but on humanity.

For he saw betrayal from the one

who was innocent as a baby.

There was anger there was a silent cry

unhearable by all.

There was a fake smile on the face

to hide away all the

pain,

Even death had forsaken him

for that too ran away when he sought it.

Society laughed, for that was all it could do.

but the pain, the tears never went away from

him, loneliness became his best friend.

That when he realized

bad people are not born they are

just created by the “good people” .

.

.

.

That’s life many said…

 

cheers to life

 

A litte bit of irony…

Value

As the sun went down,

the darkness covered the sky

and the mind, the existential question

aroused, the value of oneself fluttered

in the mind. Devaluing the true value.

The monsters inside the head

awoke with a thunder shredding

the confidence ,the optimism

into  pieces of delusion of incompetency

Then came the rush of anger

which set the value right

The value of pain

the value of perseverance

arose to the incident in form

of a smile of a fellow being

And that night

was a special night for the knight

had found his peace

in the form of a queen’s smile.

n thus he understood never to devalue

the smallest of the actions

for the universe is always beeming positivity

despite the negativity

Cheers to life

 

 

Pretend

Pretend

In response to the daily post – daily prompt challenge .

 

 

The pretentious , the con man

the best scam ever made

was white washed

just by the smile of honesty.

The anger dissolved into

tears of joy.

The urge to win became

an race to attain peace.

All it took was to pretend

that he did not care.

that is all it took for him

to realize that

there still exists true love;

in the form of a smile

Cheers to life

Airboy89

 

 

Simplicity

Simplicity – Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt. Not sure how to participate? Here are the steps to get started.

Simplicity

She fed the hungry,

the arrogant, the crawlers

the talkers, the walkers.

She kept herself hungry so

that rest can eat.

Never uttered a word of self praise

nor was there an inch of self loathing as well.

She never said no to the requests

of the toddlers nor the talkers.

She would wear old clothes

so rest of them could wear new.

She would walk miles

so that the rest could spare the walk.

She would fast in the name of imaginary being

so that the IB would not be angry for deeds

of others.

She would lose sleep waiting for the sleepless

she helped the crawlers to walk and talk.

Even when the talkers began

to talk back to her

My dad calls her his wife

i call her a idol of simplicity

she is my mother.

she is the walking talking

god who is non imaginary….

 

 

Cheers to life

airboy89

A transformation

Transformation–

She transformed herself

into a mighty warrior

for she had seen battles

and she had seen the blood shed,

she could not take it no longer

she did not wait for

the knight in shiny armour

She became the knight in

armour.

She took the oath of honour with pride

for she transformed herself from a

victim to a warrior.

 

cheers to life

Airboy89