Hold Your Thought There!!!

In a World full of thinkers and doers a man with an appetite for a peaceful mind is truly not rare to find. What is however, difficult to understand is the fetishes he holds inside his heart to survive the unknown. You see him take risks with everything in his life including the way he is with you only to bring about in a change that is called a Quantum of Happiness in the everlasting degree of malice and mischief within our hearts and a robust effort that counts on one's own spirit of championship of not making a mistake again. In daylight, he seems like the one person who is like a rock that cannot be moved but not a mountain that is cutting across your way. By night, he intoxicates himself only to ignore the existence f what is already his. At this time, he is still a rock but more stony than ever. Quoting, "Lennon", I keep saying to myself, 'Let it be". I keep telling myself, "Let him be, he knows what he is doing. He has everything set in his mind. I cannot change that. I am merely a vessel of sheer joy for him, but not everlasting joy. So, should I disrupt this existing peace. Why should I take it away from him? " But I only hope that he does not give up on what he already has, on his terms, in his own ways. I just wish that he would hold his thought once and leave it on me.......just once. Have faith in my judgement, just like I have in his. Trust me with only his thought, when I keep trusting him with my life.

I change my mind!

I change my mind,
About the scams that were never meant for me.
The hallucinations that were dictated for thee.
The raptures of time that were lost in thought.
The good times wasted that were priceless and never bought.
The creepy little story that crept silently into my mind
The artificial love that practically made me blind.
The "Reader's Digest", with an article on 'Happiness'.
Semi-functional or dis-functional memoirs of suicide notes.
The unrealistic but happily sadistic stolen quotes.
The fractured organ which lay bloodless and cold.
The piece of bread filled with green unwanted molds.
The cruelest of famine that was brought about with the wet weather.
The particles of dust that never stayed together.
The syllables which made no sense without a rhyme.
The deciphered language of anger that could only be a crime.
The song "Hallelujah" that was just not written about mass.
The penguins of Australia wear their tuxedo fur with class.
The dance moves that were forgiven with patience and emancipation.
The richest that were undone with the gain of a nation.
The reasons are not very difficult to find ,
Why I suddenly change my mind!

Per-happening

Perhaps the most beautiful things in life are not meant to be understood.
Perhaps life is meaningless without a dream and a passion to pursue it.
Perhaps calculations may not always lead to an expected answer.
Perhaps everything in all the love we give and take, the love that is lost is most precious.
Perhaps the mind overshadows what we are willing to do with ourselves.
Perhaps the most deep words can sound the shallowest
Perhaps we send love to those who cannot receive it when they want it.
Perhaps the human psyche is too irresponsible to note down the cutest of details.
Perhaps silence can be noisier than a battle that is distinctively inconclusive.
Perhaps the rainbow colours are the most uncommon colours in this World.
But how does it matter? How does it equalize us? How do we carry out?
What must it take to survive the grimly word PERHAPS.
Perhaps this does not make much sense to you.
Perhaps it was never meant to be!

The simplest of words inspire us.....dedicated to John Lennon.