Constant, Consistent And Continuous!

There are certain things in life, you just can’t change.

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I know change too in life is constant

But the way I look at you won’t change.

I know at times people become distant

But this love we have is too strange.

This extreme affinity I couldn’t have shared

If it weren’t sharing with you

The love, the laughter, the conversations at infinity

Wouldn’t be this easy for me if it weren’t with you.

Time has flown so swift and smooth

And I feel as if I met you just yesterday

I’m not just saying this to soothe

But I don’t know, if I can be without you today.

Life has been both cranky and calm

Since the time you’ve held my hand

But you never let go of my palm

Whether I was in soaked boots or sunny sand.

It’s commendable how you’ve loved me

And how deeply you care

There aren’t many who’d wish to love me

And have a piece of their soul to share.

I know my ways to love you are distinct

They aren’t so expressive and illustrious

I know my love is not so succinct

Yet, it’ll always remain constant, consistent and continuous.

Ailurophile!

For every cat lover. ๐Ÿ™‚

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She twirls around me like a girlfriend would

And hunts my down from every corner she should.

This little girl stares and meows like a coyย sweetheart

And she’ll roll and curl and stretch and twist for that’s her art.

She’s lazy and lying on my lap like that’s her bed

But this fur ball wants just me as her bed.

And who doesn’t want her, this little soft toy to play

I run my hands over her and she jumps away.

At times she’s angry and she doesn’t eat or come to me

She jumps away and tantrums around for me to see.

And then I cry and she licks my tears away

For this girl is my pal and I love her anyway.

She rubs my nose for she always needs her greeting

Making me sneeze like she’s cheating.

Cheating me, running away and hiding somewhere

ย Leaving her tail to be found like she doesn’t care.

She’s an adorable little loving beauty

How can one resist the love of such a cutie?

Just a glance at her makes me smile

I guess that’s true for every Ailurophile.

Chapters Of My Life!

Every book has good and bad chapters.

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She walked along the pages of her book

And her footsteps wrote the words of her book.

She danced and drew and doodled around too

Her book was something special and different too.

And then she grew old and met people new

Who stayed for a few pages and then someone new.

Some stayed quite long and some held a little time

Some turned her book into a teardrop and some made it sublime.

She traveled and added pictures to the story

She had to much to say but now she created history.

Every book has chapters good and bad

She experienced them all and I’m glad.

She played along the pages of her book

Andย her footsteps wrote the words of her book.

Death!

The only thing that can bring an end to everything, every task, every relationship all at once, is mortality.

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I’ve never considered death as a menace

I’m sure death too caries immense grace.

But what if it came tomorrow to me?

What if I know it’s coming to me?

Tough to react to a situation like that right?

Especially after all this glorious fight?

The fight to live better and rise with hope

The fight to get somewhere after a slippery slope?

Well, life was tough too but it always had beginnings

Even after loss it gave us too many innings.

Because, we were alive to see the next morning

To wake up to live a new day so adorning.

What would you do to make today special if it were last?

What would you forget and who would you forgive in your last?

Whom would you thank and whom would you kiss?

Whom would you give your life’s treasure and whom would you miss?

What would you eat and what would you wear?

Whom would you tell that you always did and still will care?

Well, do it now, for tomorrow never dies

And never comes a time to realize.

Realize that life is too short no matter how long it gets

It’s a blessing each day, no matter how tough it gets.

Begin today because an end has no story

Death isn’t evil but make it look like glory.

Goodness!

She loved how theย gun shot sounded for all she could imagine was the finish lines.

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The smell of new beginnings

The joy of little winnings.

The taste of mom’s coffee

The happiness wrapped in a toffee.

The smell of first rains

The sound of helicopters and aeroplanes.

The look of a new dress

The pleasure in a game of chess.

The amazement of a new amazing word

The excitement of living in a large world.

The delight of touching the morning breeze

And running on a beach with feet left to freeze.

The ecstasy of being free

The bliss of being me.

Scars!

Every smallest matter on earth is a balanced substance of impurities and goodness.

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What could she become without those injuries on her arms?

How would she purely be made of just charms?

Everyone has weaknesses she just made hers into strengths

Yet, how would she fight others with her weak strengths?

Her balance was neat, as clean as walking on a rope

She held her dignity high and looked forward with hope.

Though she always knew the chances of tripping down were high

But she also knew there was one single chance of flying in the sky.

Everyone has a good and bad in them

One needs to understand what to condemn.

Nobody is perfect and never can be

But there’s always a way to be free.

It’s obvious the night wouldn’t be so perfect without the stars

One wouldn’t be so beautiful without those scars.

Mess!

I love being the mess I am and I don’t complaint about it.

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Be the best version of yourself and enjoy it

Embrace the weakness and fix it.

Look through the loopholes and look beyond

Go far far away, across the pond.

Don’t stop until you’re proud of yourself

Be the one staying in the body of oneself.

Chin up and walk tall, be a gracious badass

Be a storm walking through a pretty pass.

Be you, be best, be the dream people wish toย be true

Be true to yourself for being a mess too.