Having certain realisations
Leading to certain visualisations
Caught inbetween
It takes patience
It takes action
I wonder
Are we all heading the same destination
Life, i imagine
Is like sailing in the ocean
Not knowing your location
But with maps and compases, are certain to persue your direction
So be certain to encounter waves, tides, sea-storms
Its all part of the mission
The lesson
Its not what its costing
Its what you gaining
Hasitation , patience
Action , timing
Logic, feeling, emotion
Listening, observing
What is this chef life serving
Sea- food or see- food
Crab in the bucket effect
How this captain sailing
Forward or roundabout
The ship does not only anchor on arrival
The sheep do not only graze on pastures
Is it about the answers or is it about the message
Hoping for safe passage
While we overload baggage
Which creates *******
Did we prepare the voyage of emergency
Precaution is one of lifes currency
For forward i see like a profecy
Greener pastures i seek
My realisations leading to certain visualisations

I may be light in weight but I carry this heavy-weight on my shoulders
It's no-one else's responsibility but my own
So I own up to it and not call it a burden
This weight is to weigh my own strength and characteristics
So I should never let it weigh me down
And even learn to let go of unnecesity
As long as I live I grow stronger
To pain I am no stranger I am just not yet it's master
Even weight-lifting does not get rid of this weight off my shoulders
So I think through this experience and realize I have wisdom to gain
And also learnt to be a good sport
As I enjoy rugby than American-football
I acknowledge the ball is in my court
And so should have the ***** to court success (triumph and victory and conquer)
They say it's not over until the fat-lady sings
I have yet seen fat-ladies crossing marathon finishing-lines
Shoulders are between the head and the chest
So it's only natural that I find myself inbetween logic and emotion
Be the strength when I have none
Have nerves-of-steel during a nervous-breakdown
They say opposites attract and still am searching for the natural opposite of gravitational-force
And try to force it to elevate me to levitation
As this weight does not give me the leisure to wait
It's better bearable when I am in motion
Maybe it would be better if I weighed like a bear
Sometimes I cannot even bare hugs with aggression of intolerance
It's a lemon-flavoured honey taste to swallow
As sometimes I wish I was free as swallows
Even caged birds sing
To sing the freedom song you need to break-out of the cage
To break-out of the cage you need the wisdom of will and strength
And so a healthy mind needs a healthy body
As this weight also weighs emotionally and mentally

When is it the right time to write?
When the timing is right ?
When the moment is ripe ?
When the mood is right?
Writting wrongs and turning wrongs to right?
Whatever about,
When you feel wronged ?
When the feelings are not placed right ?
What then? when that all is left?.
Like a heart
Like sanity
When the crowd has left?
No right-hand man
Take a wrong turn in life
Take a write turn in life
Is it wrong then to
write?
Is even, wrong or right the basis to write?
I am aware one has to learn to write to be able to write.
However,
Does one need writting basics through lessons to write right?
If there is a right way to write.
And,
Can one write to touch bases,
Right at the moment of experience?
Write about moments of experience?
Is there even the right time to write?
OR
its just a matter of having time to write,
Make the time to write.
Then,
That would mean everytime is write-on time.