Category Archives: Philosophical

Being a child is all I want to beNo baggages, no more frowns To be able to jump up and downTwirl, laugh, tumble, roll around Never miss an opportunity to have funAmidst the responsibilities that surround Break into fits of laughter, song, danceBe carefree, free from all shy demeanor Steal yourself, in solitude you canContinue reading “A Child”

Doubts doubts, days and nightsDo they assail you, these termites Cut them asunder, from your conditionForcefully, without any consideration If let them be, never leave, grow and breedBecoming a festering wound, pitiful seed Set aside at least for time being, why notIf not happy take up old ways, you’ve got Even a trial will doContinue reading “Doubts”

Life is short, life here is temporaryMake it count, make it exemplary Are we here to only enjoy and departBy not being the people who impart It’s not so there’s plenty for one can doWhen the time comes you will bid adieu With a smile on your lips, twinkle in eyesThus your heart will speakContinue reading “Life Well Lived”

I want to be a sponge, soaking all upSoaking up the sunshine, all around me Have I the time to fritter away idly, simply?There are innumerable opportunities, plenty To swing like a plant, supple, bendableTo flow like water, the currents, flowable To firm up like wood, strong, dependableTo blow like the wind, with gusto, glidableContinue reading “Sponge”

I come unawares leave unawaresFortunate traveler of this world Journey gifted, adventures craftedI want to make the most, heralded Time waits for none, I must sock upThere is much to do from dawn to dusk Enthusiasm, zest, spirited, optimismAre my garments, accessories, jewels My very persona exuding innate vitalityStrong, determined, strides gallantry Here I come,Continue reading “Traveler”

What is this life?We wonder and ponder Is it a gift we ruminateJoy is in giving, not receiving Could that be the secret?That needs to unfold To unlock the treasureThat we call Love.

Is life a Labyrinth? It does feel like one When in times of painIs when we start seeking Make the move, forward struggleUsing our strengths, growing, building Transforming, transmuting weaknessesMaze with queries, inquiries plenty Willpower, courage, we striveMarching ahead, no matterReaching victorious in the End.

What is real growth, what is growing?Have we ever pondered, blossoming,If not, fret not, innumerable chances,Every day, every moment, are advances,Grab them instantly, blessings in disguises, How I am really doing, being, living,Qualities I possess, are they unflinching,Moments taken in reflection, start revealing,Virtues I need to strengthen, start illumining,That growth we need, now starts snowballing,Continue reading “Growth”