I am the inner voice within you
Unheard yet heard by few
I am part of your intellectual feeling
That most time you spend dealing
A positive instinct in your mind
Try hearing the voice to find
Your true feelings that will surely bind
Your heart, your mind, your actions of all kind
Understanding the links, between these
Will definitely contemplate from freeze
Often noticed the lingering thoughts
That stagnant your brain and settles as knots
Well, try relaxing and hear your unheard voice
It's up to you to hear, as it's your own choice
But later when things are not going right
That's when you realise, the instinct was your light
Too many thoughts brim up to flow
Only we know which one's to hold on to
......and which one's to throw
It does work most of the time for many
Even when days are down and you don't have a penny
Follow your first instinct and the voice within
To overcome any regrettion or thoughts of sin...


©sim

For the people I have known
From my past to present, whom I call my own
Am I alive in their thoughts
Or just a buried memory, I hope not!

I always think of the one's I've met
The one's that are not easy to forget
These are the people who are now hard to get
Busy with their lives, I would most probably bet!

Yet, here I pen my write
Of these wonderful people that tagged along
Life was almost like a movie song
Until I was left alone to fight!

Walking alone on the rough paths
I often wandered about others
With whom I felt, now apart
In my own dark world, am going  end to start!

Everyday seems same,
As if the Gods planned a game
Betting on me, aiming at me
I do not utter nor do I blame!

Years have passed, am not the same anymore
Once a cheerful, now sitting a bore
With every part of my body full of aches and sore
My heart ripped off till the core!

I am alive, I live for each day
With open and close eyes, I usually stare
The paths on which I walk today
Maybe it's just a challenge to bare!

Tears do fall like rain
When no one is around to feel my pain
Each day my brain plups to stress and strain
Yet, I bury my sorrows and all my pains!

Now I rest my pen here
As tonight seems a night to sleeplessly stare
Creepy thoughts crawl as fear
Light at the end of the tunnel, in my sense...is rare!


©sim