A Crazy attempt,I pondered over sleep to write a poem using the same word again and again. This is what I get. Thanks for bearing.
Some do it wonderfully
others keep on wondering
on how to wonder
and what to wonder
whether the wonder we want
is worth the wondering
in this wonderful world
wonders were never created
they were born as wonders.
as we are
wonders,each one of us
and still we keep wondering
where to discover
the next wonder.
when it’s within us.
We all are like birds
ready to soar,
in unconquered sky
turbulent air
torrential rains
for a glimpse of a sunshine
far away
and for that
we just need
a step ahead
and faith
in our Wings.
Ever since,
I decided,
to chase my dreams,
my heart,
has raging storms,
my eyes love the darkness,
my path,
has been rocky,
full of unknown people,
filled with mist,
with no traces of solid ground,
pits waiting to swallow me,
in depths unknown,
but with dreams to chase,
you have to surpass them all,
you can never be the same
I saw you standing,
amongst the crowd,
lost.. looking for me,
in all places somehow,
our eyes met
and now i understand,
the spark is not over,
nor it ever can.
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I see you sometimes,
even when you are not even there,
I hear you sometimes,
even when you do not even say,
I feel you sometimes,
even when you are not even close,
I miss you sometimes,
even when you are not coming back,
I visit you sometimes,
even when you are buried and dead.
Dream without worry,
Travel without plan,
Love without regert,
Sleep without alarm,
Cry without shame,
Help without think,
Write without fear,
Life without Lists.
In unquestioned realms
of faith and worship,
where the answers
and prayers reach,
the almighty,
there lines a fine line
between idolizing and
worshiping,
when you leave the pity,
hungry and downtrodden
creations,
to rot,
to feed an immovable deity that has no
power but eyes to see all
and do nothing.
Writings to Heaven 