Thoughts Unleashed

Each present melts To get frozen into past Life will never give you Second chance Time will never grace you One more choice You will be mere spectator When life changes… With the time frame You have to just accept When change splitters  Life’s main theme Change is inevitable Change is inexorable Change is the law of life Change is inexplicable  Yet sometimes… You think of changing change Remember dear Change is …uncontrollable!   (For One Single Impression, Prompt:CHANGE)

शुकर है यादों पे पाबँदी नहीं है वर्णा हम तो राहोंमे यूँही खो जाते तेरे सात बिताये हर एक पल को दुबारा इस तराह हम जी नहीं पाते शुकर है यादों पे पाबँदी नहीं है वर्णा हम तो बेकार की बातों पे रोते वो बातें वो रातें वो मुलाकातें दिल से लगा के हम रख नही पाते शुकर है यादों पे पाबँदी नहीं है वर्णा हम तो तेरे बिन यूँही मर जाते

Slowly it originates I don’t know the source The heart?  The mind? The feel ? The thought? Something some reason Forces it out of the closet It takes the shorter route Kissing both my cheeks Soothing my wounded soul Drops down to evaporate!   (For Poets United: Verse First ~Close to The Source)

--> Whenever I use PC or Lap Top the most awesome thing I observe is getting back to….. original… By  just clicking the undo button. I always feel privileged that at least in writing I have the freedom to undo the things which I want to Because being a think tanker I always think more than required… Not only before doing a thing… But even after doing a thing I know pretty well that a thing done is done No aspect of it is going to change….whatever amount of time I think about it But I rarely forgo that process Yesterday evening ….same thing happened I just expressed a thing which I want to … I thought about it at that moment and took the decision But this mind is not taking rest It thinks and thinks and thinks and thinks Let  me tell you…  All  this thinking I will be doing… Consciously… knowing that I can’t change even a bit of it I always feel that I should learn  to stop doing this art of analyzing thing...

Having a best friend is like …. Having an umbrella in rains! You can open up …when you want harbor! And He/she will allow you to get drenched When you want… by getting closed!!

Silently inhaling life Me experiencing … Life in silence! It need not declare It need not speak out Yet life becomes Pronounced …by its presence The glittering stars The brimming moon The blowing wind The soothing scent Life becomes evident… By so many subtle ways The loving heart The caring touch The consoling hand The calming eyes Life becomes apparent By so many elusive means  Me embracing life Life emanating me Encountering life …. All in silence!!