Thoughtsmith

… feelings & thoughts, scripted in fonts …


379. A Daydreamer…

Some words….

Some smiles broad….

Some wholehearted laughter….

What do you need more from us.,

Except some changing thoughts…

O, World..?!!

🌍

Some compassion….

Some understanding….

Walking together, all hand in hand,

Side by side, all along….

What more we need from you.,

O, World..?!!

🌎

Stomachs fully filled….

Starving, some sickly minds….

What’s the use of such money….

Which, when not used properly….

In the right place, for the needy….

At the right time..?!!

🌏

Open up your minds….

Let’s clear out our chokes….

Let’s embrace mankind and see….

We’ll appear so different to you….

And you’ll appear different to us..

Can you hear me, O, World..??

……………………………βœπŸΌπŸ’•

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378. Surrender, another name of Love.

A river.,

From its source, it gushes out,

Energy currents filled in it, upto its brim,

In its first stage, it behaves just like a child,

To acquire all the joys of life,

It jumps out from nature’s lap, totally wild.

That river..,

Now, a bit aware, continues to flow, a bit quiet,

Its energy, now, gets slow, with dancing waves slight,

Looks ahead twice, before it jumps, in its stage second,

Tries to look a bit matured, as it learns how to behave,

Its journey taught it, to learn from its lessons, all this while.

The same river.,

Serene, calm, confident, now learns more,

How to carry its grace and grandeur,

With poise, it moves in a royal style, in its stage final,

Seems, its journey taught it to surrender, all through.,

Into the depths of love, eagerly embraces the ocean till eternity.

…………………….βœπŸΌπŸ’•

Let’s learn the lessons of Life from Nature, World.

πŸ˜˜πŸ’•πŸ˜πŸ€©



377. Screams screened…

O Holy Mother.,

Tickles me, on my wrist,

my watch, whenever it ticks..

every now and then,

pricks me, a feeling..

keeps poking from within,

said and done, everything..

seems, nothing better now,

left to be seen.

O Holy Mother.,

Every breath of mine,

running short of time,

tells me, the happenings all around,

to see me off, takes me, my eyes,

to the door towards the Exit,

now needs to be kept unlocked,

knowing not, when it’s time,

for a smooth sail, outwards.

O Holy Mother.,

Every role played well,

with everyone, everywhere,

on the huge dias, our world stage..

in the theatre, playing for life,

my role, approaching towards its end,

Viewers going out, one by one,

falls off the curtains, off goes the lights,

in the World Premiere, named ‘Life’.

…………………………….βœπŸΌπŸ’•


376. A Laughing Stock…

Moments proved themselves really powerful,

With some really powerful impressions,

Of the hard hitting Memories of his past.

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Whenever he tries to forego of his past..

Rather, struggles hard to get over his nightmares,

To revive them, Memories throw him, even more into his past.

βŒ›

Memories, fill in their own blanks with all his lost Moments,

While Moments ridicule him really hard,

For the hard hitting Memories, he successfully forgot..!!

………………………………βœπŸΌπŸ’•


375. Moments inscribed…

Those shocking moments,

And their shaking memories,

Time to time,

Leaves her..

And her already bruised heart,

More shaken.

She, in order to cope,

Tries hard to elope,

Away from her heart,

Alone, yet not..

Along with all her words.

……………………..βœπŸΌπŸ’•


373. A Road, with lanes To and Fro …

On one lane,

A young dad..

With him, holding his hand,

Comes, his toddler son..

On the other lane,

A son, young,

With him, holding his hand,

Goes trembling, his aged dad.

πŸ’•

The silence of this moment, said it all.

………………….βœπŸΌπŸ’•