A Brave Heart

Life has been harsh and unsteady,

But he chooses his battles prudent and slowly ready

He feeds on thoughts, powerful and intense

Hungry for knowledge, wants to know immense

Every sunrise he gears up for the fight,

In a crowd - A tough torso, iron spirit – morphed with age

Alone - A gush of emotions, tears accompany this sage

Why? When? - Has exhausted his questions

Learnt to stand alone, so courageous but has a humbled soul

Acceptance – he believes, conquers the pain and repairs the damage.

Amazed me - So much so at such a young age?

I know it’s the worst of all fears,

To give up, give in, hold firm and bear.

I Respect, I salute to the spirit of this man,

He swims through the unknown, towards stability he ran

There is so much more to know about this Brave Heart,

It withholds, bears and prepares for a fresh start

-S

WORDS

I believed in the power of words,
Lately to realize they are more powerful when unspoken.
They weight heavy on the lips and ears,
But silence levies heavier on the heart and mind.


The thought, the feels, both lose gravity when converted into words
For the unspoken ones, when understood, build a beautiful meaning


Eyes reveal the intensity of feelings,
But words - words once spoken weaken the thrust


Words are not for the creative, not for the lover or the artist
They are but for orators to mend their purpose, to create the artificial emotions.
But words, words will never be enough for true emotion
yet, I am a poet!

Dusk

I feel the day ending as the sun sets,

The light getting dark, the birds chirping recklessly

The sorrow of something coming to an end

The anxiety of not knowing what’s coming next

The interim unrest between the pretty bright ball of orange light and the silvery shining beauty

I want the time to halt, to freeze to come to an end

To not change, I like no change; I like to make it stop

My heart churns inside and I feel heavy, eyes are burdened with the change that’s anticipated

I rather like the limbo

I want to procrastinate, to not believe

I want it to be the same like it was before

I want it to be bright and clear and full of life

What do I do, I am anxious, I am troubled but there is nothing I can do

I feel the sun setting  everyday with a part of me yearning for no change everyday

INVOKE

Unleash the locked heart,
One that's hiding in veils its true self;
Rip the burden of forced newness apart,
Once again, let emotions be thy chisel.

There is but one true soul inside,
You can chose to chide, hide and force it to sleep;
But when a mirror invokes your true side,
Empower it to shrug away the burden's heap.

Cease those moments when you truly live,
Reunite self with your lost senses;
Some exterior elements that embellish your inner life,
Feel them, not with your skin, but your soul without pretenses.

Dwelling

Does a peaceful dwelling exist?

Is there eternal happiness?

Should we even travel in pursuit or go on living like we always do?