Passion…unbridled

Life may give people a second chance

But there is something that broken once

Can never regain its form original

Even when the damage seems minimal

Ah! The slippery slope of trust

Precarious it is, remember you must

Takes years to build, forever to earn

But can be destroyed with just one wrong turn

Fragile like glass, it can shatter

Into infinite pieces of microscopic matter

That even when somehow glued together

Harbor the cracks within them for ever

Of course you need the right measure

Of trust, so you can cherish life’s treasure

You trust too much, you may be deceived

You trust too little, and never find relief

Trust has a higher position than love

Relationships prosper on trust more than love

Trust with care, but do not be naive

Being able to trust is liberating, you will feel alive!

Liberated I was the day

I realized, traveling down life’s highway

That I was the sole creator

Of my destiny, for worse or for better

To color my life’s blank canvas

In brilliant shades of happiness

With positive words life’s book fill

Uplifting ideas in my mind drill

Choose to face all daunting issues

With a smile that can decimate the blues

Love with abandon, like no tomorrow

Communicate with my soul, and drown all sorrow

Create the environment my soul needs

Find the elixir on which it feeds. 

Languid limbs stretched out 

Splayed carelessly on the couch

Bones feel sore, painful, weary

Eyes unfocused, vision blurry

Widening yawns, hard to suppress

Benumbed mind, words hard to express

Fighting sleep in feeble attempts

To make exhausted nerves relent

And play along for hours, few more

Until sleep finally shuts mind’s door

This is how my evenings unfold

With fatigue keeping on me a strong hold. 

Growing up, I thought my aim

Was to acquire “success”

Measured by money, power and fame-

It was the key to happiness

I thought it was a milestone

That at a finite distance I’d reach

I’d gladly face hardships alone

Made a promise to myself I could not breach.

As I labored along the pathway

Success acquired a quality elusive

The path seemed infinite, day after day

Success seemed something that was exclusive.

For as I achieved, so grew my desire

I longed for more- fame, power, money

To achieve more success I did aspire

Thus success grew more distant progressively.

Until I realized that I was mislead

Being successful came from within

I needed to satisfy my soul instead

Rest everything would in place fall in.

Success was not the key to happiness

Rather it was the other way around

Happiness in my work gave rise to success

The essence of being successful I had found!

Events that leave an indelible stain

On the temporal lobe of my brain

Over time they tend to morph

Pleasant memories seem to dwarf

Memories that are too painful to bear-

My memory bank is never fair

It indulges in this clever artifice

For joyous moments it displays avarice

The good it tends to magnify manifold

The bad it tucks away in remote folds

My deviant memory can thus ensure

That burdens of past I can endure

Focus on the present, for future hope.

Not dwell on past errors’ slippery slope

Tyrannical tedium of loneliness

Sucking out the last breath of happiness

I trudged wearily, of company devoid

Dejected, listless, hopeless, annoyed

Ennui enveloped me like a shroud

My sky was covered by a dark cloud

No will to live, no ambition to achieve

Nothing to trust, no one to believe

**

Then one day, my life took a somersault

Sunlight filtered through a crack in fate’s vault

Love came to me, like the freshest blossom

Invigorated me, brought a sensation awesome

Every pore of me was suddenly alive

In  the ocean of pleasure now I could dive

The greyness of clouds, to silver gave way

Resplendent in love was my perfect day.