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Journey of Life

seek and ye shall find

I seek no more
Nor do I need
Answers to all
Questions left
Unanswered
Truth is same
For one and all
When the ultimate
Destination is known
Does it matter
The path one takes
Embrace the unknown
Take what comes
In its stride
There lies the pleasure
The thrill, the adventure
Of the journey of life

Nearing Journey’s End

‘…your hair was bound and wound

About the stars and moon and sun:’—W.B. Yeats

Many a miles we traveled together

Sunshine and starry nights as guide

Dark clouds and moonless nights

We stumbled but always had each other

Words superfluous, we were bound by love

Words not spoken we could clearly hear

Now at journey’s end, we have no fear

Even with eyes closed, faith will guide us there

Even if we can not hear each other

Looking into each other’s eyes, we can decipher

When our sights will fail us, gentle touch will suffice

Even if unforseen calamities do happen

Pathway to our hearts will remain open

And when all our senses fail, my dear

We will know time to say goodbye is near


This poem is in response to Jane Dougherty’s A Month (November) with Yeats Challenge day Twenty Three

Life a Fellow Traveler

God, in his wisdom, does not tell us when our journey will end. Otherwise there will be no charm in living. Uncertainties are the sparks of life.

Life took my hand
At journey’s start
Many a roads we
Traveled together
Climbed many mountains
Traversed the deepest valleys
Ebbs and flows
Low and high tides
She stayed by my side
From time to time
I did ask
When is journey’s end
She kept on moving
Still holding my hand
Fellow travelers
Joined together by
Inseparable bond
Keep moving
Moving forward together
Journey’s end, unknown
Destination does not matter
When the time comes
Will still be together
Journey new, uncharted

Wrap-Up

Wrap-up my journey today
Really thrilling while it lasted
Alternating euphoria and depression
Prodding me to continue on
Under self imposed deadline
Posting a poem before midnight every Wednesday

Web of stories with warm and warmth
Why worry when it’s always we, not I
Wish I could fulfil all want and need
Wonder sometimes the wisdom of continuing
Weekend warriors or wimp
Wounded hearts bleeding for women’s rights
Wildfires destroying weeds and wildflowers alike
Wedding bliss marred by bulging waistlines
Within us all is an insatiable wanderlust
Wait and waiting for wind of change in this world
Wheel of fortune never translates to winning
Walk in the woods thinking of what’s wrong
Weary wife keeping wake for family well-being and welfare
Writing in the wall of perils of climate change ignored
What do we know about
Wrong or right, wise or fool
Welcome to a world where fake news make us drool
Woven fabric of humanity stretched thin
Winter of the human race may be beckoning
Warning me that it is wrap-up time for
Wonderful fifty two weeks journey to come to an end


Write Anything Wednesday

My Little Angel Got Her Wings Today

Dropped off my youngest one in college today and drove back to an empty house.
Eons ago,  no
Barely seems to be
A fleeting moment
In time, when
One evening not so long ago
Sweetest little angel
Visited my home
Her wings clipped
But her beautiful smile
Would make me fly
Tried my best
To nurture
A journey
Not always easy
Ups and downs
Smiles and heartbreaks
But never a
Dull moment
She got her wings
Today
Ready to fly
Wish her to
Fly so high
Free
With eyes focussed
On her goals
Even the mighty eagle
Needs a branch from time to time
To come down and rest
When my sweet little angel
Tired and wants to rest
These old shoulders
Will be waiting
These old hands
Still strong to embrace
To give her a
Well deserved rest and a pat on the back

Weakened Warrior: Week 15 of My Fifty Two Weeks Journey with “W”

This was written yesterday night but did not get posted.

It is getting harder to keep up with my weekly post for Write Anything Wednesday.  How do you create anything when the brain is tired and body just wants to shut down after a long day. Wish the event could have been Scribble Anything Saturday. But on second thought, that would have created a war with my better half.  Weekends do not belong to me, weekdays belong to work.  So what does belong to me?  I do not have a viable answer to that.   Last week I was thinking of becoming a weekend warrior. More and more, it seems to me that I am becoming a weakened warrior. Resolve is faltering, commitment to writing is slipping. Barely do I have enough time to read all the wonderful blogs.  My better half has a foolproof remedy. Start exercising one hour in the morning  to strengthen myself.  What for? I am not joining the army to fight a war. All I am trying to do is win the battle against falling asleep so that I can finish writing my blog.  If I had one hour to spare in the morning, won’t I have slept one more hour to recuperate my strength? But I will have to show respect to the commanding officer, so I concur wholeheartedly and try to stay alive to fight my battle another day.

Another day, another time. Something happened during the day today that really affected me badly. However I do believe that everything happens for a reason. We may not see the connection when it happens, but long afterwards we can connect the dots. So I am sure that whatever happened today must have happened for a reason that would be clear to me in due time.  Only if I can stay hale and hearty till that time instead of my current state of a weakened warrior.

It is well past bed time and if I stay awake any more, tomorrow at work not only I be a weakened warrior, I will be a sleepy, weakened warrior. So no more thinking about a word starting with “W” for Week 15 of my fifty two weeks journey with “W”.  Both the words, weakened and warrior, start with “W”.  Who wants to read a poem about weakened warrior? so weakened is out the window, warrior it is.  I have more than twenty four hours to finish the poem, should be enough time even for this weakened warrior. Now only if Kristi(Writerish Rambling) does not forget, like last week, to send her Write Anything Wednesday post in time.


This post is in response to WRITE ANYTHING WEDNESDAY – MAY 11TH, 2016, Daily Post Community Event, organized by  Writerish Ramblings