First and second degree of act..

First act,

Always intriguing and exciting,

With blurry days fleeting and rolling,

Of half memories with no faces.

But the second act,

that’s where the depth comes in.

The subtle yet profound

Meaning of everything.

Some associations of ordinary things,

With contentment in daily life.

Some amusement with trivial segments,

Shifting the mood from blue to pleasant.

The first act,

Being amateur and naive,

Goes on and on

without prior warning.

With no red lights to stop,

And no green to go.

Still, some get lucky,

While some get real bumpy.

But the second act,

If wired shrewdly,

Will become the cause of felicity.

The first act,

Though easiest to plot,

Is an ephemeral drill,

With lots of void to fill.

The second one,

Though hard to design,

Will tell you the right papers to sign.

So enjoy both the degree

Of first and second act of life,

With courage and dignity.

Learn from the intriguing first,

To make the second one best.

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Via daily prompt: degree

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Unexpected, but…

Unexpected, but true,

Getting old with a smell of new,

With every passing minutes and seconds,

Subtle, though the change for everything.

From a little rain,

To become a hurricane.

From the colossal woodland,

To become an arid land.

No connection,

When looked from a single point,

Just like an old and torn book,

With missing pages and unadorned look.

But lies a story in the hidden pieces

Of chain of events of subtle changes.

Unexpected, yet fair,

Unraveling the layers of truth,

One by one,

By gathering more guts.

Unexpected, but real,

Where dreams can give tears,

A dream that holds the heart,

Some with screams, some with laughs.

Unexpected, but unique and profound,

Thought process of every being found,

Inner sense of strength and power.

Vested in one and all.

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Via daily prompt: static

Virtue of love

Love outlives beyond the life,

Brings heavenly blaze of every kind.

Love is faithful and true,

Possessing the viridity of morning dew,

Vastness in eyes like an utter ocean blue.

It prevails above the materialistic life,

Igniting the spark of strength in soul and mind.

Doesn’t matters being one sided or both,

Love has its power to speak, without any word.

Love isn’t practical, it might be irrational,

But it’s a promise, a true souvenir.

It’s never forgotten, it’s never disappear,

With time, it builds its own composure.

Feeling of love,

Neither silent, nor so loud,

It’s a subtle game of lost and found.

Some find their world in love,

While some lost their existence for love.

Love isn’t something that fades away,

It shows its appearances in disparate ways,

Shocking, yet appealing,

With no idea of what’s next coming.

Love isn’t meant to be concealed,

It’s a remedy that everyone needs.

An example of perfect masterpiece,

Love is the medium of find the unseen link,

It’s the sustenance for every living being.

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Via Daily prompt: Viable

 

 

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WordPress Weekly photo challenge: horizon

Rambled words…

A zig zag, 

A cross cross,

Entwined end,

Of a paradoxical begin.

When to stop,

When to start,

A forward loop,

Moving backwards,

Or vice versa

For every drama.

One step closer,

To the edge of insanity,

One level deeper,

To the existence of uncertainty.

No escape from this mundane maze,

Of concotion of elation and pain.

Assessing every cheat code,

For easing the way out from the deadlocks.

It’s a never ending repetition,

Commencement of the same sessions.

Task after tasks,

Where luck can hardly pass.

These are just 

My rambled words,

With no real content,

As there’s a loophole,

In perception of different thoughts.

Where meaning is ineffectual

Yet futile can be so crucial.

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What I meant was…..

“Listen me first, what I meant was……”, after a long pause, “what I want to say is, you know what I mean….”, Again a long pause. A pause where your words starts to betray you, where they begin to play hide and seek with your tongue, a pause where your mind goes through hard time aligning with your uttered words. That beep sound in your head just slit the wound in your throat, and you are just dazed with your own words.

Did that ever happen to you, where you tries to put it into simpler words but it gets convoluted and hence problematic?

Those annoying interruptions are so onerous to conceal, which makes you the person in guilt, because you are not defending yourself. A general perception, no explanation and you are censured.

 Can it be other way round? Maybe the person is having hard time to defend because he knows there is no one to understand him. Maybe he knows there are no words which can explain his situation at the right time and in the right amount. Oh wait, there is a third option too. He don’t know how to defend himself without hurting the person who asks the question because he cares for him. And that’s when all the sentences finishes with, “don’t take me wrong, what I meant was…….”, and then comes a long pause again. The more the pause, the more your explanation is taken as a mere lie.

Undulate, yeah that’s the suitable word to explain this situation. At one point, you are all ready with your explanation, but the next moment, you forget all the relevant words, leaving just the fillers of your line which do not make any sense together. It’s like listening to your beautiful song and can appreciate the lyrics which is telling you the whole story of your life, where every words just makes sense and align with your thinking, and BAM! something happened and you just lost the essence of your favorite song, unadorned words with no meaning.

So, sometimes, it’s hard to find the exact words to express what we really mean, to speak what we actually want to tell. 

An undulating war of heart, mind and words. 

The repeated pause and onset of every uttered word

The conflict of intuitions in regard to outcomes.

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Via daily prompt: undulate

Blinking deliberately

“And everything just changed in the blink of an eye”

Well, nothing changed for me in a blink of my eye. I was just stating a quote, you must have heard it before.

Have you ever lay down in your bed and just started to blink your eyes for no reason at all? On and off! On and off!

I did that. It started as fun but continued to become contemplative. Blinking my eyes,living in brief moments of light and darkness in my room, with one comes and another goes repeating the music of ephemeral life. With each wink, the light and darkness talked to me differently, making me perplexed which one of them I like the most. With light, there are vibrations, but with darkness, there is a flawless silence. But what I was searching for is the utter peace. I didn’t find it. There was chaos everywhere. but isn’t it what we call life.

I was blinking my eyes for the choice to see imagined versus real. Well, they both breeze in amazingly and knock the clock of my mind. I lived them both but again for a transient period with each wink of my eye. But something was constant with this blinking, the awareness that my heart is still beating, my brain is still thinking, I am still alive to make my today and all the coming todays an improved version of previous today. Life is too short to live upset, angry, resentful, ungrateful or holding grudges but to be inspired with the life given to us.

It showed me a small candle in my heart ready to be ignited and a void in my heart needed to be brimmed with the extra positives to nullify my negatives.  My blinking eye then got aligned with my soul to find  a a deeper perspective beyond the surface of things and making me lost in some dreamy world which seemed to be eternal.

This is where i realized that i am sleeping with no more blinking.

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