The one(poem)

There is always a reason to be happy’, this is just a “phrase” and has a bit blurry background and many reasons can be can be given to sort this out  but all are like arrows shot in the sky and then drawing the bull’s eye, in fact! . There always been a connection to every moment with each other and tells a story like a herald and all we have to do is lift our head high(looking away from our gadgets from the alley of the social media and what not) and try to connect the dots.

 

It happened to me during a casual walk as I walked to get my newspaper from the stationary, generally  its the routine of my father but I just went out. And as I moved forward, pensive thoughts took me to a transient transit,  I marched forward to the beautiful cantonment area, which is old and still shines like a gold. And as I walked the nostalgia was getting deep like a inception of wavering thoughts . It was the  strange way, ethereal and surreal one, I cannot describe the feel now!!!. But,  it was just so strange.  I was illumined by contemplating thoughts.

I continued walking down the way, it was beautiful, everything looked damped , i was alone walking towards the beautiful barrack. Streets were full of dried leaves and big trees stood beside it. I could easily hear the crumbling of dried brown leaves under my shoes.

And When you get struck with stark realities….

 A way

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Like a brown fallen leaves that covers the street

Like a crimson horizon that appears on ocean

Like a sparkling rain drops that fall from cloud

Like a smoky fog that covers the dawn

It was the way, the way to somewhere

I walk to the endless road filled with frown

To journey that looks  black and white

To the world of sorrow and strides

No matter what the outcome is

Just strive, strive and strive.

So what comes the way cracks you down

Hands of dreadiness are involved

Wolfy humans are in the same flock

With me grinding and moving on.

Alas, acquaintances turned to snakes ,

With their  perpetual tirades, 

But adds to the foundations’ cords.

Until then i pass the hurdles leaving them all

Making my marks known and still keeping low

All I will get is mercy and grace that God bestow.

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When situation is rare and no accomplices you find,

Alone in your strides and not just fine

And low on yourself but still remember your vow.

What we meant to be, moulds our way

We cannot comprehend but  strive today.

All emotions are an equation of exponential decay.

Mortals eyes get wet and surely healer is the time.

“Why is there so much chaos in life?”

No just focus, focus to the light.

Life is a test so don’t make it a mess

Always be the one you chosen to be

Be on the Straight Path, it is meant to be.

3.

The crumbling of leaves felled, 

From their jacquard throne

The brumal misery  and gelid whips

Were the reason for their falls, 

A hope from the new buds remain, 

That reminds its not the end. 

Always! there is a way, a way, the  way!!