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Tree of Life : A Son’s Odyssey

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Into the depths of nature peer,

Hand in hand with his father he walks in the woods,

He only believes, there’s a miracle here,

But this was only a dream as he feared.

Standing on the porch a little boy with tears in his eyes,

His whole childhood filled with lies,

Awaiting his guardians love, his heart is filled with cries,

Waiting for the tiny tales that would put him to sleep,

His father scowled at him like a bolt of thunder,

Was this his bleak destiny he always wondered?

As time moves on,

These questions shall shape,

Where were your blessings?

Where were the fairy tales that would put me to sleep?

Where were the lessons of life?

Why did you considered me as a foe?

As the years move on,

His mended heart could take no more,

He saw others fathers would sweep them into a giggling ecstasy,

To be lost in wonderland called “the home” where they were shaken like a laughing rag,

He was far away from reality,

Just keeping faith and endure when tested the most.

He trusted in the lord with all his heart,

And not leaning on his own understanding,

Walking on the godly path,

Was only his part,

Constantly hearing the voices from heaven saying “This is my beloved Son, with whom I am well pleased.”

Mourning and desperately seeking for an island of sanity,

As he was drowning in sorrows, this was his only tragedy.

Darkness Galore

dark_moon_by_martasyrko-d6srely_FotorWhen we get tired of the pain and suffering which follows us like our shadow, the mind gets exhausted. Hurting the ones we love or inflict pain on others gives us satisfaction; it’s like an ethereal trophy to keep beside us. But at some point of time when the pain gets excruciating we just go into little imaginary spaces and disconnect from the outside world leaving us numb, numb to any situation, numbness to the world. All the emotions just vanish into thin air and numbness becomes a virus spreading inch by inch until it covers our whole body. We always think pain is the worst feeling but this numbness and eternal silence inside me has created a hole leaving us hollow. We would do anything to feel pain again, to feel something.

The Mask

53241381716340847Impatient racing of my heart with a dim corner for compassion,

Trying to cling onto something corporeal,

My pain getting constant and sharp,

The cries getting louder and callous,

The gloomy feeling rules my heart.

 

The continuum of happiness is bleak,

Tired of this illusory which I perform every day that validates my existence in society,

The hollow conscience and the eradicating morals,

Blanket of stars brings solace to this restless heart,

Millions of the just glowing in darkness.

 

This is God’s own curse whether day or night,

The fake smile and the dreary face make it evidently clear of the fanatic cries,

Poison on my mind and the black coffin in my sight,

Abandoned by the near and dear ones,

Just throw my corpse where sadness cannot mourn,

Tired of being trapped behind this mask of despair.

Demon Inside

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Those days are gone,

When my mornings began with a happy song,

When I felt my soul is blessed in some saintly ways,

My angelic belief slayed by an evil foe,

Trying to hide my eyes,

There is something evil inside.

 

I am shackled in silence,

A curse is draped around my soul,

You may see the sinful glee and my wrath shall be unleashed,

The need grows to personify my evil ways,

The devil inside me shall dance to the fiddler’s tunes on odd days,

A beast, monster, and devil whatever you may call it,

These are my evil ways.

 

I sit close to a grave,

This is the triumph of my evil slay,

The satanic verses resonates inside my soul,

This beast shall ruin any preparation of the gospel of peace,

Love, trust, forgiveness shall emerge frail,

Passage of light shall be turned into the valley of shadows,

The devil shall assume a pleasing shape to allure my diseased mind,

I the servant of sin shall obey the beast’s command and commit to these insidious deeds.

 

Darkness shall prevail,

These enormous inner urges shall grow,

The monster shall be set free to unleash its rage,

Morals shall decline,

Good shall suffer and bear its unwilling fate.

 

“If we could see inside other people’s heart: Life

The scene is from Cleveland hospital in which the camera focuses on people as they are busy in their routine tasks. As the camera focuses on the people and their inner feelings are written on the screen and the hospital environment where lots of emotions are magnified – joy, sorrow, good and bad news, anxiety, fear etc.

We all go through these feeling everyday but here the emphasis or the message which this video is trying to showcase is “Empathy”. We all are busy in our daily lives but ignore feelings of our friends, colleagues, even strangers. Feelings are fragile, everyone has a story, and we just have to take a little time to listen to each other stories. Treat each other with respect, kindness and courtesy and most important is to empathize.

Walking Away

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It begins with a little smile, and then grows into an emotional attachment, the bond between the two dances above the heart of only one. That bond of care and affection becomes love. The feeling of love grows inside.

Tragedy strikes and the mountain of love becomes a helpless feeling; one move changes the relationship, the precious piece of the heart is lost, lost in oblivion. The feelings of this person changes drastically towards you, bouncing in different directions and the love is nowhere to be found. But the feeling which we carry for our loved ones grow by the minute and the overwhelming feeling takes over the heart, slowly mixing in the blood streams with the final triumph over the body. The heart becomes restless every moment is hard to pass and the guilt feeling is eating you from inside.

Your happiness and your destiny lie in their hands. The feeling is so powerful that it drowns your heart in sorrows, the serenity of your mind is blown away and a state of panic creeps in and you want to go against all uneven odds to reverse time.