When shall I come back to life When shall I overcome this mysterious strife Why something inside my being just make me strive
And my entity struggles persistently to thrive……
With each passing phase I am gradually loosing that drive
Existence in me find it hard to survive
Though something inside my being just make me strive
And my entity struggles persistently to thrive……
In this eternal ocean of questions I will endlessly dive
Everything is so jumbled and clumsy like a honeybee’s hive
Still something inside my being just make me strive
And my entity struggles persistently to thrive……
Chasing mirages aimlessly, running recklessly with nowhere to hide
Life is blowing it all apart in its metamorphic stride
Yet something inside my being just make me strive
And my entity struggles persistently to thrive……
In the middle of nowhere, my journey is left undestined without any guide
My identity is washed away in the mystic of this monstrous tide
But something inside my being just make me strive
And my entity struggles persistently to thrive……
Fighting throughout, I am resting in the coffin with all desires and ambitions aside
Picture of devastation is now so clear, far and wide
Wait!something inside my being just make me strive
And my entity struggles persistently to thrive……
My struggle is resting in the lap of despair with leaves of hope completely dried,
And I am still waiting for life to transform from a gloomy widow to a cheerful bride
B’coz something inside my being just make me strive
And my entity struggles persistently to thrive
Nancy :) :)
That something inside your being is the rhythm of God,
ReplyDeleteWith His choreographed gui"dance"
He will land you ashore on a stormy night.
Gr8 stuff di, waiting for more :)
good work..beautifully written..
ReplyDeleteNancy , this is the line which hurts the most : "In the middle of nowhere, my journey is left undestined without any guide "
ReplyDeleteAlways remember “Live every day as if it were your last, because one of these days, it will be.” Do what your mind says , not let your heart drag you in the puddle of emotions . As said by Michael Jordon : "I can accept failure, everyone fails at something. But I can't accept not trying."
You should be as prepared for death as for living each day . I can call you up anytime and tell you that "Please come to the Multi-level car parking" and at that point I dont wanna hear any excuse that 'this is pending or that needs to be done' .
Also one more comment one this line : "Chasing mirages aimlessly, running recklessly with nowhere to hide" . The Palmistry does say that you are running recklesslyor anything about recklessness. I think you understood what I wanna convey.
Loved that you shared your thoughts with others . This is what OPEN SOURCE means . Give what you developer , share what you think : let others read , let others modify for good or bad , let others suggest
dear nancy ,
ReplyDeletei hope u are very young compared to me.
but it is not the case of urs but it is the case with me also.
...B’coz something inside my being just make me strive
And my entity struggles persistently to thrive.
but now i started meditation. please do it.
ist grounding meditation .then start chakra meditation.
believe me when mind is at rest the external noises are less ...u will gradually discover ur soul's deepest desire.
and pursue that.
jaya di
It’s the moment of hopelessness
ReplyDeleteThat you get, time after time,
When you fancy yourself a poet,
But you cannot spin a rhyme.
It’s catching yourself in a lie
And trying to find your way back,
When you can’t recall the truth
You never knew you lacked.
It’s the novel “almost through!”
For years lying undone
When you can’t bear a sad ending,
But it seems the only one.
It turning to face the crowd
After winning the race
When you don’t even care a bit
About life, let alone first place.
It’s the woman on the corner
Who seems lost and out of place.
When you see her, you avert your gaze
From her pleading, dirty face.
It’s accepting that it’s over
And then, when looking back,
Realizing that it’s too late
To tell them they are all you lack.
It happens in a moment
It’s finished in a flash
But every day must end
And each fire turns ash.
It just so happens
To be the source of strife,
This little wrinkle in time
We've come to know as life.
::))dimaag theek kar le apna nyeen ta kut poni !!!!mere kola
empty mind is more dangerous for a person than a devil:))