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I recovered from the night again,
She had disappeared once more,
Was she using me as a ******
I was frustrated & also saddened,
My self-control got strengthened,
For I was not a tissue to be used!!!
I have my feelings & my emotions,
Presence and absence torture me,
Ego I had tamed got hurt by now...
I won't let that elusive Angel come,
Questioning I must be her realities,
Illusions will end this time finally!!!
I'll establish an identity of my own,
Dependent I'll not be on the angel,
Was she only a dream & no more???
I had duly asked the aged captain,
To search a lovely bride very soon,
Oh, so sure I am about afterwards...
I was tailed by the spirit-like angel,
So irritated by her dreary dreams,
On-off, came-gone, again & again!!!
I now would learn to catch angels,
With the plan, I went to the mage,
Should I now learn some spells???
I entered through a dark alleyway,
Was told to visit this strange place,
What comes across - I wondered...
I knocked the door & she appeared,
Very young she seemed to me now,
Just the age of the angel of dreams!!!
I noticed that she wore a long robe,
So shiny it was silvery like her hair,
Just like the angel of dreams wore...
I rubbed my tired eyes in disbelief,
"Who're you?" I asked very loudly,
"Are you the mage's daughter???"
I wondered for long & she replied,
"Your guess is correct, kind Sailor,"
She beckoned me into the shack...
I set my foot on the wooden floor,
I look for any sign of the mage,
I want to be set free of the cage!!!
I just thought & thought about it,
But the witch was not to be seen,
Curious I asked, "Where is she???"
"I am my mother," she said calmly,
Perplexed I couldn't say a thing,
My mouth opened once & shut...
I was now about to rise & go away,
But she stopped me with her arms,
"I must show you," so she did say!!!
I did not believe what my eyes saw,
How she changed into the old mage,
Then back into her own daughter???
O I had become confused a lot now,
Why would she transform like this,
I feared if it was actually the angel...
Apr 28, 2015
Apr 28, 2015 at 10:15 AM UTC
The battle is far from over, since the battle is yet to be won.
As of now in the present the battle continues.
The risk of failure of failure remains somewhere at the back of mind.
The thought about failure not only triggers, but also gives surge to an anxiety from time to time.
What now?
What next?
What else?
The battle continues.
Not only the battle needs to be fought,
also important is to fight the battle with a positive mindset and a never give up attitude.
Important to keep in mind the fact that a win in the battle is the only thing that needs to be achieved at any cost.
Agreed and accepted that winning and losing remains part of the game
Still it’s winning that makes the real difference
It’s winning that counts.
As and when you win, then only things and people around you change
Definitely everything will not change on it's own,
nor do the people around you,
it's the mindset that undergoes a change
It's winning that makes all the difference.
The outside world looks at winners from a different point of view.
So once you win, then things change for you.
The outside world will then look at you differently.
Even you have to change your views about the outside world and look at with the same level of difference in mind
At first you were no one,
now that you have won,
winning has given you an identity, a new face.
Definitely, then it will come to mind that it’s winning that has made all the real difference.
It’s winning that counts
Keeping in mind the fact that the battle needs to be won,
move ahead with a desire to win and fight the battle till the very last moment in time.
Oct 23, 2015
Oct 23, 2015 at 9:13 PM UTC
Standing In The Abaft In Front Of The Commodore's Cabin,
I Look Back Towards The Towed Wooden Raft Floating,
And I Am Smiling To Myself After Remembering,
How The Angel Was found, Liberated & Lost.
Yes, Sadly, She Went Away, Never To Return,
Probably Her World Was Way Too Cherishable,
And Comparing To Her World I Was So Perishable,
Now I Have Learnt That Angels Are So Very Unnatural.
Oct 17, 2016
Oct 17, 2016 at 3:47 AM UTC
And I will never know for real,
If she was a cheater surreal.
She had jinxed various boys,
Even I was one of her toys.
Crying over spilt milk is foolish,
I should take her as a lesson.
Hating does not make any sense,
She never mended her ways.
She cheated me or she cheated me not,
It was always a perplexing mystery.
Am I lucky or unlucky – this I know not
And surely The Mystery Continues.
Oct 19, 2016
Oct 19, 2016 at 5:53 AM UTC
I never knew how you cared-and never felt so
Loved, until I found I was out of control and
Fell from up above. You don't deny me you,
I don't deny you me-and so elated was my
Heart when you sat ahead of my seat. I felt
That day the bus ride would never really
End, and something in me never knew
What lied around the bend.
Our sunshine fell from the sky like sparkling
Drops of dew, and when I see the golden
Flowers I always think of you. I feel
This love I have for you is very strong!
As you called for a stop 'cause you got
Sick-we were at the mission just past dawn.
Why when you got sick I fell in love I really
Cannot say, but then again that bus ride still
Continues to this day...
Jul 7, 2019
Jul 7, 2019 at 6:25 PM UTC
Still remembering the past, what’s the use now?
What has happened is a thing of past and it will remain in the past,
over a period of time it will become a thing of remote past,
however, still remembering the past.
Remember the past is a thing of past,
from where it came,
to where it belongs,
a thing of past is a thing of past,
which will remain in the past,
then no matter how hard an effort is made to bring the past to life,
it's of no use,
since over a period of time it will be realized that efforts are going futile.
Over a period of time it will be realized that the past is a thing of past and as more time passes by it becomes a thing of remote past.
Better way of doing things is to believe in the present moment in time to which life belongs and which has got everything to do with regards to the present and also with respect to an uncertain future.
Definitely life continues along with the present moment in time.
Jun 28, 2016
Jun 28, 2016 at 7:15 AM UTC
For me it’s not over
It’s far from over
The day still remains as the day continues
Agreed and accepted
Result was not as per expectation
Still the battle continues
The battle is far from over
It was just a stumble, not even a fall
So nothing to worry deeply
Nothing much of concern
Winning and losing is part of the game
Games are played for a long period of time
The final game is yet to be played
The final word is yet to be said.
For me it’s not over
It’s far from over
For me the day still continues
No, not all
It’s not the ups and downs
Highs and lows
Something, which has always remained a concern
The right approach makes the real difference
Definitely approach remained a concern since long.
A change in approach will definitely make the difference
Something which will let me give my best
Something which will change the future course of time.
No, not all
Everything is not yet over
Definitely things are far from over.
For me it’s not over
It’s far from over
For me the day still continues, the day remains.
Sep 1, 2015
Sep 1, 2015 at 12:27 PM UTC
FUK--spell it as you like, any way,
His team played again today,
How do they lose so consistently,
Snatching defeat from the jaws of victory,
Now there's melancholia and doom,
He sulks alone in his empty room,
Ritual disembowelment of male gloom,
"Off to drown yourself, dear,"
"Never mind, one week at a time, cheers!"
"Yes, another rebuilding year!"
I can talk football too, my dears!
Apr 3, 2017
Apr 3, 2017 at 10:13 PM UTC
"How can I save myself from me?"
She said to herself as the battle continues.
Until she can slay her demons
Nov 16, 2018
Nov 16, 2018 at 9:37 AM UTC
Sitting here jotting down my current thoughts.
I get stuck on this thought
Has the world gone insane?
Or are we just bored?
Living this life without knowing it's true purpose
this notion we ignore, so we don't get caught
in spiralling mess, leaving us perplexed
fighting feelngs we previously fought
it leaves your stomach in knotts
hurling up reasons that does not make sense
are we here to destroy this world, or simply to live
is this just a badly written plot, common sense twisting
Brains going insane,
Reasoning starting to clot.
Wait? this topic's to hot
To the subject at hand
stay inside, together protecting one another
without having to try.
i get its frustrating i am not going to lie
the alternitave, is possibly having to die
we not scared of death, as the verse above would imply
We scared of the unknown, a feeling we disown
so stop risking our lives.
I know every circumstance is different, it can be tough at times.
There are measures in place, so together we strive
Together apart, we all going to survive.
May 7, 2020
May 7, 2020 at 5:15 AM UTC
Corona virus, Corona Virus
Is it not by time that you leave us,
I can hear your mom calling, i think she's in a rush
as you walk past me to leave , please remember not to touch.
This sentiment is felt by everybody,
Our lives is in a clutch.
At the start it might have been a bit fun,
We getting to a point where from ourselves we want to run.
Thoughs becoming undone, i'm watching myself daily on a boring rerun.
If it was not for writing, i dont know what i would have done.
thank god i dont have a gun,
i'm not suicidal, just my brain have been idle
my thoughts starting to become a little dum.
i'll shoot at the stars, to the beat of insanity's drum.
I laugh crazily, squeezing the trigger like delicious plum.
feelings caught in a void, i must have searched my inner soul to much
they packed up, and angrily conveyed that they done.
Now from my feelings i'm shunned
sanity sitting in a corner arms over knees rocking,
a sound, sounds like a hum.
Its face look glum,
i cant blame him
to the madness we have succumb.
May 14, 2020
May 14, 2020 at 5:25 AM UTC
Dreams we had together, /
Are gone, /
Dead, torn asunder. /
Yours are yours, /
& mine belong to me alone: /
Let me be, let me go, —I am on my own. /
Paradox; /
You refuse to accept no means no, /
Status quo quid pro quo. /
—Energy & boundaries /
Are sacred, /
You extinguish them in the flames of your lust. /
Beginning are endings, /
Endings are beginnings, /
The love burnishing this heart has died. /
I am working out my own salvation /
With fear & trembling, /
—In this holy war. /
The war continues, it seems unending, /
The fight, it lingers, /
Even after the rapture. /
(—Se’ lah)
12-27-2025
Apr 4
Apr 4, 2026 at 10:03 PM UTC