Epitomy

Epitomy

The eternal search…
The ultimate ambition…
The burning desire…
Or a mirage that keeps up the fire…

Oh I m just there…
A few more steps to take…
A few more pains to bear…
Till the victory cheers, I hear…

The cherished epitome…
That I shall acquire…
At the cost of my happiness and health…
I shall fight for success and wealth…

I shall leave no stone unturned…
Burn my body and soul out…
Suppress the conscience and truth…
In the desire to fly smooth…

Ran with high spirits when it all begun…
Knowing little about the rules of the game…
The game, that shall continue forever…
And changing the rules could cause a tremor…

Few could ever realize…
It’s rather a puzzle than a race…
All being pieces…
Designed to fall in place…

Momentary, that's life…

Momentary, that's life…

With new faces, new feelings;
New emotions, new attitudes;
New peaks, new plummets;
New beginnings, new ends;
New highs, new lows;
New choices, new pursuits;
New destructions, new renovations;
New similarities, new contrasts;
New moments, above all.

Moments pass by before you realize
time creeps below the peaks and plummets;

New troubles waiting to be tackled
as soon as you are back from the adventure;

New lights waiting to be lit
as soon as you come out of the dark;

You get the push when it's tough to climb high
you are heartily pulled down if trying to jump too high;

Nature has its balance in store
and keeps our pace under control.

influence...

a piece that i wrote almost an year back...reflective of a contrast...from influence to control

Life seems to be a “coordinate” that is viewed from various “frames of references” moving at “relative speeds” to one another. All the people have their own frames of reference n see each action from a different perspective…moving at a different pace…this pace inturn is dependant upon the initial push “acceleration” and the circumstances "the frictional force n the so called catalysts” one encounters in his path.

But contrary to how it should be…one finds his perspective being influenced time n again…with all the people in their own frames…at their own speeds…this bit of influence seems to be deceiving rather perplexing. Here each one of us is acting like a magnet…trying to attract or repel the other…but is this phenomenon part n parcel with the civilised rather social world? I know that we are not living in isolation but how do I restrain myself from being influenced…infact should I really restrain myself or go with the flow. What if I m consciously being dragged into something?

what an irony...

what an irony....

similar thoughts being echoed by all;
similar grudges being felt...
similar ambitons to pursue;
similar issues to be dealt...

similar excitement surrounding the future;
simillar concerns of fulfilling expectations...
similar memories, similar lessons;
similar tensions, similar palpitations...

similar values to hold;
similar moments of grief and glory...
similar beings on this earth;
all with a distinct story...

thought my thoughts were my own;
untill i gave a look around...
heard the same old stories being told;
few of them sounding vague, others rather profound...

with all knowing where they faltered;
with all pleading for forgiveness...
still maintaining the same negativity;
that all seems meaningless...

wish we could part with double standards;
and bring the synergies...
wish we could all complement each other;
and nourish all energies....