Virus spreading fast
Technology fanning fear
Quarantine in fate
Virus spreading fast
Technology fanning fear
Quarantine in fate
On the distant horizon
As the mellow winter sun
Slowly dips its toes
In the cold waters of the ocean
And gentle waves lapping
Probing dark fingers of evening
And the ever present gulls
And the cormorants
Indistinguishable on the dark surface
Finally take flight
Tentacles of fears
Slowly rising from the depth
Gently embraces me
Calling to me ever so slowly
To shed all my fears
The unknown beckons
To let go
And step into the waters
As the waves gently laps around my ankles
And pulls me down
The cold slowly rising
And I shut my eyes with fear
To meet darkness with darkness
The cold hands of death
Ever so gently
Opens my eyes
And the denizens of the depth
Nibbles at my flesh
At last nirvana
Fear no more
And I sink to the bottom
Cradled softly by the darkness
I see the ray’s of the settin sun
Tomorrow will be another day
I may not be there
Conquering my fear
Someone sure will take my place
And face fear and rise
Banish the darkness
And in death
Face fear of darkness
And see the light
Alas, too late now
For me to matter
Fear corrupts the heart,
And then the lies sprout.
The door opens for the devil,
Manipulation becomes the norm.
Truth becomes the victim
While the newly converted
Telling all the world how
Everything said and done is just,
And the congregation just need
To change their shades,
While the perchers bury
their heads in sand.
Power corrupts but the fear
of losing power corrupts
And we the preached
Bemoan what went wrong
Oblivious of our responsibility.
When the stars cast their shadows
And the moon goes dark
Path uneven lies forward
Every step out of sight
Eyes of the octopus targeted
At your heart
Sinewy tentacles keep pulling back
Down to the bottom of a dark past
When everything seems lost
And pervasive defeatism creeps in
Wounded soul comforted
By false bravado of
There is still hope to clutch
As the world turns
Sunrise not far
Path uneven lighted
As the shadows of fear shrink
Retreating stars smile
Depression fades away
This post was in response to an email with an excerpt sent by a friend today morning as follows
I woke up fresh and wide awake and popped open to my bookmark in The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying by Sogyal Rinpoche in Google Books on my phone and soon came upon the following passage that I felt compelled to highlight and annotate… And I feel further compelled to share this with you all.The excerpt:
Looking into death needn’t be frightening or morbid. Why not reflect on death when you are really inspired, relaxed, and comfortable, lying in bed, or on holiday, or listening to music that particularly delights you? Why not reflect on it when you are happy, in good health, confident, and full of well-being? Don’t you notice that there are particular moments when you are naturally moved to introspection? Work with them gently, for these are the moments when you can go through a powerful experience, and your whole worldview can change quickly. These are the moments when former beliefs crumble on their own, and you can find yourself being transformed.
Why not release me from this bondage of love
A candle lighted from both ends, have nothing more to give
Your silence speaks volume that I am unable to decipher
Either you sent the wrong signal or my heart got the wrong vibe
You bind me with a string so strong that I can only follow
Love so sweet, the fear of leaving you has left my heart hollowed
Not the post I had in mind to write when I got up today morning. However news that I received through social media first thing in the morning last week, not once but twice, and one of them today morning, made me change my mind
Whenever I have faced emotional issues, I have found myself going back to reading the Indian epic Mahabharata. Its stories had helped to calm my mind, providing solace and answers to many questions I have in my mind. It’s amazing that an epic that was written thousands of years back are replete with stories addressing issues that are contemporary.
Today morning as I woke up and looked at my Whatsapp messages, I was greeted with a message from on of my friend back home in India regarding the death of one of my ex-colleague. He was in the ICU for an week prior to his death. Another ex-colleague who was admitted to the same hospital around that time had passed away couple of days. Continue reading “Thursday Tidbits: Most Surprising Thing”
Two countries, one is the oldest functioning democracy and the other the largest democracy. One , where I am a naturalized citizen now and the other, my country of birth. At this time of my life I have lived nearly half of my life in each country. Both of them are currently embroiled in the question of immigration.
When I left my country of birth, my home state was undergoing nearly six years of protests and agitations to expel the illegal immigrants from a neighboring country that was threatening to change the demography of the state. Couple of weeks after I left, an accord was signed between the Prime Minister of the country and the agitating student leaders with an agreement to identify and expel immigrants after a certain date. This date automatically legitimized people who were illegally coming into the country for more than twenty years after the first National Register of Citizens was prepared. When I arrived in the country that would ultimately be my home, I found that the same issue of illegal immigration was being debated here also. After nearly a year of my being here, the President of the country signed a sweeping immigration reform bill granting amnesty to nearly three million immigrants who were in the country without proper immigration papers.
Both the accord and the amnesty were supposed to take care of “illegal” immigration for all time to come. Little that we knew at that time that after nearly three decades the same issue would be disturbing the places that I called home. We never factored in the politicians and their lack of will to solve burning issues or their willingness to push issues to the next generation for political benefits in the short term.
Now in my country of birth, current Prime Minister and the ruling party is pushing a citizenship amendment bill (CAB) to make all people of certain religious communities coming into the country from three specific countries citizens immediately. This is being done with an eye to the elections to be held soon this year though the government is trying its best to hide its purpose behind the veil of religious persecution of minorities in those three countries. Unfortunately the government had not raised the issue of religious persecution of a certain community in one of the neighboring country at all in last five years in the UN. My home state of birth is in turmoil now after three decades of the accord being signed for fear that the indigenous people will be reduced to minority if the CAB is passed and made the law of the land. This is after more than eight hundred and fifty people had laid down their lives for the cause at the hands of their own country’s police and armed forces. On the other hand, President of the country I call home now has vowed to build a wall to keep immigrants out ( and as per his words to make the country safe) and shutdown the government partially to get his wall built. Though there is no proof that a wall is a viable solution to keep people away who are desperate to make their lives better or a wall will keep people in the country safe (all the 9/11 perpetrators entered the country legally and were from a friendly country), playing to the emotion and fear of his political base the President has made a mess of the whole immigration issue.
Will the Citizenship Amendment Bill in my country of birth or the wall in the country I call home now solve the issue of immigration for all time to come. Hardly. If without addressing the root cause of immigration (which may be a topic of future discussion), political expediency is allowed to shape decisions, we will see a repetition of the issue soon.
Unfortunately in a democracy people get the government they deserve.
Fear looking at the mirror
The lies, the deceptions
Stories that were told Continue reading “Look at the Mirror”
‘And he saw how the reeds grew dark
At the coming of night-tide,’ W.B. Yeats.
Darkness as the sun shines
Vultures are circling ready to dive
Sun hidden by their wings
Hyenas surreptitiously closing in
Beacon of hope to entire world
Crawling back to the womb
Alternate facts eviscerating truth
Enemy within us ready for the kill
Party time for the vultures and the hyenas
Smirking their lips
As darkness creeps slowly
On the land of the free
Home of the braves held
Hostage to fear and lies
Drain the swamp, yes
Start at the top
This poem is in response to Jane Dougherty’s A Month (November) with Yeats Challenge day Ten
ELATE! - Evolve, Love And Transform Everyday!
Aren't songs of grief lullabies to the lost?
Aphorisms, Poetries, Stories and More...
Blog magazine for lovers of health, food, books, music, humour and life in general
What comes to me as a still, small voice in the atmosphere of daylight and evening. © Mario Savioni and Musings, 2013. Unauthorized use or duplication of this material without the consent of the author is prohibited. Small (100 words or less) excerpts or links are permitted as long as credit is given to Mario Savioni with direction to the original content. Please refrain from “reblogging” posts.
Blurring the lines between poetry and prose
A potpourri of emotions
International photographer wandering the globe . . .
Poetry of Moments.
where all emotions are cared for!
Poets bleed from the heart and soul
A great WordPress.com site
Life in progress
Adventures in hiking
Musings and memories, words and wisdom... of a working family woman
Our lives are a Christ-like fragrance rising up to God...2 Corinthians 2:15
...moments of unexpected clarity
~ Communicator, WordSmith, Artist, Guide, Mentor, Muse ~
Just another pensioner with his thoughts if he can remember them
Walking blogger exploring London's hidden gems, parks, bridges, landmarks, sights and history!
Listen to your inner self..it has all the answers..
poetry and stories about life, the universe, and everything
home of the elusive trope
Stories & News
Poetry, Fiction and Art
Poems, thoughts, healing, other art works (pictures, songs and videos not made by me belong to their authors, the rest being mine) © 2010-2046
There are 11,507 stories in Haddonfield; this is one of them.
Daring to Dream: Short stories, poetry & songs. Next target: 300 Followers.
Original poetry, commentary, and fiction. All copyrights reserved.
Training Them Up and Onward
Sci-Fi Nut First. Thriller Author Second.
Independent Authors Unite!
Focus Hocus Pocus
Conjured by Sarah Doughty
mother alien 👽
Poetry for keepsakes, for longing, for letting go.
Author, Poet, Blogger, Father, Reader And More
Poems, poets, poetry, writing, poetry challenges
Below the surface thoughts to lift you up