Moving on

What will happen when it stops to hurt?
When your absence from my life doesn't shake my turf?
When your presence in the room, doesn't affect me,
My calm, my smile, my personality?
When your health or your wealth doesn't guide my day.
When my mood isn't affected by what you say.
When my soul purpose of being is dependent on only me.
My calm, my smile, my personality.
When your words no longer hurt.
When my heart no longer lies.
When I do not live to see you happy
When I break free of those ties

Ties that have rusted and become bonds now and then
Bonds that hold you down and don't let me wield my pen.
When your presence is so common that it is invisible to my eyes.
When  I cannot tell the difference between your laughs and your cries.
 That is when I question the beginnings
Of all that was meant to be.
If I stopped loving you, would you still love me?
If not then was it ever love, or it was but now has gone

I may have stood in the same spot but your love has moved on.

Love

My definition of love is often questioned
By situations and people and others not mentioned
There are so many forms that this one word takes
Are there many a types in this four letter baked?
The soldier who loves the country and dies in its name
The mother's love for a child that cures any pain
The lover's love for his beloved that hurts more than it heals
The child's love for the parent who is a hero in all that's real.
The sister's love for a brother that is sweeter than sugar or honey
The pet's love for his master that knows no greed or money
So many versions of this small word that holds
The entire world in awe of its many folds
I believe it is the same, in its core, in its ways
Whoever holds it in their heart is living it every day
Whether it's within a soldier's chest, or in the hands of the lover
In the arms of the mother, or the eyes of the brother
It brings the same sense of warmth
And a kind smile to the face
It makes the world, a beautiful place
It lifts one's spirits high enough
To make them win the scene
Whether on the battlefield or in the mothers dream
It gives you strength to be yourself
And do all that can be done
And that is all the love is
Many hearts, but the feeling's one.

The sea and me

I sit by the sea and hear it roar
An angry wave that begins to soar
Then as it falls in a pleasing splash
It is quietened like a flame that burns to ash
The appeasement is such a pleasing sound
As it gently recedes away from the ground
To rise again in a violent tone
 It hits and cuts into the hardest stone
And then as it recedes quietly into the sea
It cleans the sand of all its misery
The sea, the sand, the rocks tell a story
Of anger and strength and triumph and glory

Of strength to rise against the tide

And power and fury in every stride

Of determination to breakdown the hardest rock

An impossible mission, a challenge, a shock

And even though the water seems powerless as it splashes

Against the rock unmoved by the lashes

But slowly and gradually in eternal time

The impossible happens, unknown to mankind

And once where there were stones and rocks aplenty

There is only sand so smooth, so small, so dainty

And in the end it's peace that prevails
And happiness ever after at the end of every tale.

Me and only me

If people are dismissive,
Let them be
I am who I am
And I am proud of me.

If they do not see my point
It's their loss, not mine
Everyone has their own truth
Mine's just hard to find.

If they think I am rude
They can hold that thought
The people who care
Know what all I've got.

If they think they can run me over.
Because I am quiet as a tomb
They do not see the phoenix
Rising in my womb.

I searched for many years
For that someone who would always be.
After many an attempt I realize
It is me and only me.

Just before light

I went for a walk,
Just before the light
Brought an end
To the starry night.
I wore his coat to avoid the wind
As the cool breeze tried to brush my skin.
I walked a little fast
For no reason or rhyme.
Had nowhere to reach
No restriction of time.
I kept looking around
Not up nor down
There was not much to see with the sun still down.
There were a few walkers
Who liked the break of dawn
To make a fresh start
Like a new born fawn.
As I walked looking ahead
I could see a tree
Right down my track
Like a collision waiting it be
But I dint change my track
Nor rattled my rack
Kept walking towards it
Like wanting to crack.
Just before I hit
The tree straight ahead
I swerved to the side
With swag and no care.
And no one was hurt
Neither me nor the tree
We survived the catastrophe
Like it was meant to be.
And I realized that I can do this with everything in my way
Without changing my pace
Or worrying all day
I can deal with everything with some swag and a sway
And nothing will ever ruin my day.

The you in me

Every morning you and I
Shall promise to put on a smile
And keep it on throughout the day
No matter the road bends which way

We'll live our life light and bright
And fight it hard and fight it right
No matter how we look or feel
Within, without and in between..

We'll depend only on our selves
To climb out when low we dwell
And if that doesn't work as well
I'll pull you out from any hell

The you in me and the me in you
Will help us grow through all the trues
The lies we shall laugh at them
And brush them off our collar's hem

We'll grow bigger and brighter then
When we hold each other through every bend
When all we need is this small key
The me in you and the you in me

I'm Alone, and I'm Happy

There came a time when I was walking on the street
Not looking, not talking just pushing through with my feet,
when I realize that no one's really walking with me
Everyone's just following their own life's trajectory.

And then when I look up and watch the people around me
I realize that all this while no one was actually looking at me
But they are looking through me at their life's own way
And I never really had anything to say
In their life or their world, they just did what they were meant to do,
And our paths just aligned accidentally for a few
And I am also just picking up cues
And taking my own time to find my own trues.

I then begin to see this street with new eyes
Filled with wonder and surprise
When I realize that I am actually walking all alone
In a crowded street of people of my own bone
I wonder at the truths that they might never see
And I smile at their stupid abnormalities

I begin to see mistakes with kinder eyes,
when I realize it wasn't really a fault in their eyes
I begin to find pleasure in some ignorance and some trends
Which are beyond our control, then why bother with the ends?

And then I truly understand the word 'Alone'
and I like it, for its' unique rhythm and tone
And I smile at its truth and solidarity
And I know its my own in all its polarity

Be strong, Be good

Dream big my dear
because dreams are a clue
into the future that you can build
and make your dreams come true

Stand hard on the ground
beneath your feet
So that no wave can make you fall
when your feet have dug deep

Think clear my angel
Don't let the world cloud your thoughts
For what you think is who you are
Never doubt what you've got

Laugh out as loud as you can
Because your laughter can heal
Not only your wounds or mine
But anyone's who can feel

Be a good friend to all
Be there for those who need
Even though they aren't there for you
Maybe someday, somebody will

Make your heart as soft as cotton
To feel the love and pain of your friends
And yet as hard as diamond
To live with the worldly bends

Live your life better than I did
I tried as hard as I could
And all I want for my little one
Is that you be strong, and be good.