From Me to Me

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It’s been so long.

10 years now.

Yet you don’t seem to be a stranger,

Somehow.

I still remember,

That cold winter day

Your piercing grey eyes

And innocent face.

You still seem to have it,

Your timeless smile

It’s just hidden somewhere.

Since a long while.

How I wish

you’d let it show.

Free yourself of what holds you down,

And simply let it go

Remember the promise that you once made?

You would do whatever it takes

And never let your dream fade.

Our eyes meet.

And I can see it, it’s clear.

Your mind is full of questions.

And there’s so much that you fear.

And as I look back at you,

I realize.

You’ve grown taller.

Stronger and wise.

I’m proud of you.

And I always will be.

You’re my hero, always remember that

My 30-year-old me

So, stop overthinking this.

You will find a way.

To reignite that spark.

And forever it will stay.

 

A Moon Lit Night

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She looks at the moon,

and admires its grace

Wondering how it could be so selfless,

Spreading nothing but light,

Even though its surrounded by darkness

 

She tries to make patterns,

Connecting the stars

As they let go of their disguise

Showing nothing but courage,

In a world full of lies

 

She stops looking for reasons,

Forgets the questions,

that were on her mind

And embraces the happiness that surrounds her

One breath at a time

 

She’s never felt this way before,

She no longer wants to go away

There’s something that feels just right,

Something that makes her want to stay

 

And as she walks across the street

She looks up,

Just one more time

Amazed by the patch of white,

That proudly hangs

Among the pitch-black sky…

Mysterious Fortress

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It’s beautiful, this crazy world.

Even though it sometimes seems like a mess

It’s got its own strange charm,

Like an old mysterious fortress

 

Surrounded by brave soldiers

Ready to battle against the odds

As life goes on,

And things spin faster

Some rise to victory

And some drop

 

And as each one,

Fulfills their journey

Travelling across the realm of time,

Memories are made,

Moments captured

And as each soldier retreats

They are all that are left behind.

 

And with each day,

A new story is added

To the history of this strange mess,

Beautiful, but also somewhat crazy

It fearlessly retains its charm,

This mysterious fortress.

Shooting Star

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Don’t give up yet.

For even a shooting star loses its beauty once it passes by.

Yet it leaves us with hope.

Hope that gives us a reason to believe.

To believe that tomorrow we might get exactly what we wished for.

And then, it will all make sense.

It will be worth it.

And all that you will remember is that one night.

That one night when you decided to look up instead of looking away.

Don’t lose that chance.

Dream instead. About mountains and seas.

About white horses and carriages.

About magical creatures and giant beanstalks.

Because it’s not too crazy and you’ll never be too old.

Reset the limits. Break free.

It’s never too late.

Too late to witness a miracle.

So, don’t.

Don’t give up.

Because shooting stars do exist.

Remember?

Look up.

Make a wish.

And dream…

 

 

 

 

 

 

Your’e Ready

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Step away for a second.

Take it all in.

You’ve come till here on your own.

You are ready to win.

It’s not too far.

That day that you have been waiting for.

Every little move matters.

Preparing you to make some more.

Maybe it seems crazy.

The endless search for a life plan.

But I tell you it’s worth it.

Because it tells you that you can.

You can keep going.

Even when there seems to be no end.

March ahead and everything else will follow.

It’s just another bend.

Sometimes that’s just it.

You may not be able to see.

But trust yourself and take that step.

It will lead you to where you are meant to be.

And when that happens.

Take it all in again.

Step away , for a second.

And I promise that it will change you forever,

And you will know that you are ready, only then.

I’ll Be Me

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Just a little bit out of control,

Some even call her crazy,

Others say that she’s adventurous and brave,

That she has the courage to simply be

They say it’s strange how she’s able to smile,

Even on the darkest days

And dare to lead, instead of follow

Trying to find her own way

Some call her a rebel,

They say, she never settles for less

And some say that she’s trouble

Always part of some kind of mess

Some look with eyes full of envy,

Wanting to be more like her

Others say that she’s full of secrets,

And gaze as they whisper

And her? Well she already knows

She greets them as she passes by,

Not afraid to be who she is

Because she has nothing to hide

And as night falls, she sits by the window

Staring at the pitch-black sky

She opens a book, pulls out a page

Finally, ready to set herself free

One word at a time,

She begins to write silently

“I know I’m one of a kind,

And you may not always agree,

But that’s the beauty of it all, in the end

You’ll be you,

And I’ll be me….”

She turns around, and looks up

Thanking the blanket of stars for being so kind

For spreading nothing but brightness

In a world where a reason to smile was sometimes hard to find……

 

Ranting About It.

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Usually I would smile,

Say something motivating and make myself feel better.

But that day I simply stood there.

Torn between sadness and anger.

Fear and hope.

Deciding whether I should keep fighting or simply give up.

It wasn’t that I hadn’t been through any ups and downs in life.

In fact, nothing had ever come easy.

 

It always demanded everything that I had in me.

After countless sleepless nights of hard work,

I had gotten a chance to stand where I was today.

Surrounded by everything that I had once said that I wanted.

I kept saying that this too would pass.

But on the inside, I wasn’t so sure.

 

Would I be able to get up again?

Even after reaching a low that I had never imagined?

Did I still have what it would take to keep moving?

Was I strong enough to hold myself together while I was at it?

I just couldn’t think straight anymore.

But there was no point looking back now.

So, what was next?

Spending the day accepting defeat?

Talking myself into believing that it was all going to be okay on its own?

No.

That was not it.

 

Maybe it was time to take up a new challenge.

To stop worrying about what went wrong.

To spend time thinking about what I was going to do to make it right.

I couldn’t just stand there and do nothing, waiting.

I had given up too much to let it all go away.

I was going to do everything that I could to make it work.

 

Yes.

That sounded way better.

Ranting had finally paid off.

I had survived yet another tough day.

Life – 1, Me – 0

But that was about to change,

Because I had a new plan….

 

What Matters the Most

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We walk towards things, often unknown.

Choosing to stay, or maybe leave after a while.

But that’s not the part that matters.

What matters is what you leave behind.

Happiness, hope, love, respect – that’s all that it takes.

To maybe give someone something worth remembering you for.

Touching lives can simply be a hello and goodbye kind of thing.

But touching hearts – it’s not that simple.

Because it takes more than just a couple of words.

 

It means giving part of yourself to someone to hold onto.

And every time you do that, it makes you have to decide.

To choose what exactly would be worth it.

And sometimes, you have no idea.

And that’s why we often choose not to stop.

We prefer to keep walking.

 

But what if you chose differently someday.

Say you wanted more than just a conversation?

What’s the key to succeeding?

Is there a magic spell of some kind?

Truth is – nobody knows.

And there’s no way to be sure.

But as far as I know,

It’s all about giving.

 

Giving without expecting anything in return.

Of course, that’s easier said than done.

But go ahead, give it a try.

Open yourself up to what lies ahead.

And when you do come across something, don’t just pass by.

 

Instead challenge yourself.

Embrace the feeling.

Let down the walls.

Break if you have to.

Because it might just make you stronger,

Or give you one hell of a story to tell.

Either way,

Take it from me – it’s totally worth it.

 

But then I too am just like you.

A dreamer. A realist. A wanderer.

Walking through life, one day at a time.

Redefining who I am with every encounter,

And putting together the pieces of the puzzle.

 

Till then, I continue to walk.

Hoping to see where all of this leads to someday.

Maybe it’s not what I have in mind.

But whatever it is, I’m sure it will be a masterpiece

And hopefully then, it will all make sense.

The stops made. The chances taken. The things left behind.

 

So, the next time you need to make a choice, think about this-

It is scary, but you never know how it fits into the whole picture and what you will find.

Make that one thing matter. Because for all you know, it might just end up being the one thing that matters the most.