Saturday 25 January 2014

The big leap

























When I looked at the sky I first felt shy! 
The sky was too high and my morale too low;
I asked myself why can't I try, as there's everything to lose being shy.
The big leap I take, my own life I make! 
That's the first time I decided to fly, away from all the doubts that made me shy,  away I fly! 
Swept by all the doubts, I leapt, I realised I've left behind familiarity as I soared to new heights,
With head held high, in an ever so magnanimous sky!
The big leap I take, my own life I make! 
Up and away from obscurity, with the sway of positivity, 
With wings of fire from the thirst for success, I implore my conscience to explore the unknown, to view the possibility of everything beyond the normalcy of sanity, as I look down upon the treaded path of vanity and the dreaded numbness of mediocrity!
The big leap I take, my own life I make! 

Pic courtesy :http://blogs-images.forbes.com/markhughes/files/2012/06/Chalk-Bat-Emblem-Upsidedown.png

Saturday 18 January 2014

TAJ - I clicked and fore worded it!

Taj Mahal - The crown of the palace of hearts that ceased for creation of the grandeur celebration of love that has existed for time immemorial in memorial. The grandiose creation of workmen of art, of which the greatest heart is a part, dedicated for the most romantic of love, by the greatest lover of the world, to the most loved beauty! I present to thee my wonder, the wonder of wonders ! Wah taj, you beauty! In a weather that thrills i'm alongside beauty that kills the need to get back to normalcy:)

Tuesday 7 January 2014

Forgiveness

 
The melancholy of Forgiveness;
My forgiveness lies in my memory,
That is my ability to forget what has elapsed.
Once forgotten, there comes forgiven.
Is it that simple?
On sight of the provision of alms for forgiveness,
Memory has its own ways of reminiscence of all that has elapsed.
The Heart of forgiveness;
Numero Uno– Divinity ;
For this creation of yours, that is me.
For you’ve created me hopelessly,
Yet instilled the quintessential hope,
By revealing the dope of happiness,
And by holding up the carrot, the rope of success.
The divine concoction of addiction for mortality.
Numero Dos –Beauty;
The owner of which has no reason to be proud.
As neither the creator nor the creation had a say in how the outcome of the union of creators would be, in this mundane existence.
But the resulting creation rests and revels in the laurels of the outcome.
I forgave thee for you haven’t succeeded solely on your own creation.
You’ve excited many because of that given to you by an act of god.
And for having exhausted many for their act of foolishness.
God was generous for he thought you’re incapacitated and enabled me to carve my destiny on my own.
For the divine ordains and man executes.
Numero Tres – Rival;
For I gave you the opportunity to flatter my intellect,
And forgave you for all those strategies resulting in my failure you made me a part of.
For you’ve given me a reason to live and not to leave this mortal coil.
The art of escapism for the troubled;
You’ve made me a MAN that divinity craved to design, a rival like you tried to contain and the beauty strained to entertain.
I’ve forgiven all that you all have done, not for want of memory, but for want of peace, which you tried to shred into piece. Yes I have conquered thee, for the god of death wanted my company beyond existence, on my insistence; for he gave me work all day long, till I live long, till death does work apart! Can’t think of Un, dos, tres while workingJ
The above passages are an act of fiction and not to nurture any thoughts of reality owing to real life friction owing to your assumption.
Pic Courtesy:http://poetryjaam.blogspot.in/2012/07/forgiveness.html