Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Precious poetry

Poetry, precious poetry
please let me have my way and get away..
Let me be a passionate romantic today
and turn into an impassioned purist tomorrow
Let me turn love purple with an orange outline
or change the colors to white and black when I sign
Let me be a silent spectator today
and give them all an impression I am always this way
and tomorrow, let me talk to my heart's glory
blurting my deepest feelings, ideas not only
Let me playfully flirt with words the way I wish
and fling them out the window with a twirl and a swish
Let me run outside and get them back in..
put them on paper and get them singin..
Let me make a handsome man look very dumb
and tomorrow, please let me call him my dream!
Poetry, precious poetry
you have been especially lenient with me
Like a kind friend, you have let me set my soul free!


Thursday, October 14, 2010

The beauty in humility

If there is one thing that can completely take me in, its humility. 
There is something so charming about being humble, about acknowledging that there is a world outside of us, that there are people exceedingly better than us, that everyone has conquered some frontiers - which may not always be external. Maybe the very fact that it has become so rare to find truly humble people is what makes them stand out. Senseless stupid sentences, loud nonstop conversations, boastful sounds from people who are so full of themselves has become such a disgustingly common place thing to me these days. I thought college was bad with stupid immature people unable to accept that there can be anything outside of themselves, better than themselves. Turns out the "corporate" world is worse.

I struggle to find people who can manage to keep their big mouths shut unless they can contribute something useful or pleasurable to everyone who can hear them. I struggle to find people who have discovered the magic of modesty - the haven from where all virtues shoot. Most times, I honestly struggle to understand exactly what a person really wants to say even after he has spoken for almost 2 hours.

The respect I might have once had comes crashing down the minute the person gets vocal about senseless things. If somebody has done something good, the world will figure it out sooner or later. Maybe we can do them a favor and give them a chance to discover it themselves. I have tired myself out asking what drives a person, (who can otherwise be exceedingly excellent) to such idiocy.. I have tried answers like " the proverbial rat race ", "plain insecurity", "serious mental disorders". How most people can be so blind and live in denial about some of the the most fundamental truths will always be a big question in my head.


Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Over confident mind.

What are you so proud about?
What are you showing off?
The castle that you think you own?
with those beautiful pillars on lands unknown..
Or the tomorrow you think you have sealed?
manipulating a million minds, thinking you have it all..

Can you hear the laughter..
directed at the wisdom you are denied
look, the waves are approaching your castle
which is nothing but a mirage on sand
waiting to take away your vain glories, your illusions of wealth
did you say your castle was strong
look closely, the wind is on the other side

Listen there is that laughter again
directed at your assumed arrogance
you think you are an unwritten law, a know it all?
look, the page you were on has just been ripped off
the tomorrow you have conceived is already a yesterday
with the same mistakes and fallen pride just like all yesterdays

what a weird poem, :)