Approval!

Encouraging works better than criticism.

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I’ve been a critic, an over-thinker too

But trust me it has just made me more blue.

Has made me wonder how hopeless I am

Makes me think, I’m just another human sham.

But it’s weird how our minds respond

To every thought, idea and beyond.

It makes me feel trapped and useless

And we go on saying a “NO” for every yes!

So today, I’m trying to open that door

The lock that I’d always ignore.

Trying to break self slamming

Bringing gratitude in place of damning.

It’s strange how my mind still reacts

To thoughts and ideas, the way it acts.

Making me confident and waking the cells

Turning me from expels to excels.

Making me feel good about myself

Understanding the respect for myself.

Getting out of the trap and being free

Making me foresee and agree.

Worrying about being wrong got me nowhere

Taking the step to become right might take me somewhere.

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Discipline!

Bridging the gaps between loads of work and time.

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There’s a path between goals and accomplishments

A path through enhancements to adjustments.

Adjustments that teach us that changes are vital

Vital for one’s life story to have a great title.

At times they make us mend priorities

Turning confidence to crazy anxieties.

The paths can change with different makeovers

At times giving value to invaluable takeovers.

To habits we develop on our way

To chances we have to take anyway.

To make sure that the path may vary

But the goals, should always remain same; scary.

And for that to be our win-win

Th bridge to build in-between is discipline.

Younger Self!

We often follow the values that were instigated into us in our childhood.

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Talking to my younger self today

Looking at myself back in the way.

Nothing is changing everyday

But as I look back, time has passed away.

The time that had a treasure box

Of tight hugs and a paradox.

Paradox of so many realities

Away from accustomed formalities.

As I grow up I relate to mom and dad

As a kid too, I wish at times I had.

It’ll never be easy to be in their shoes

As a young girl, I loved moms big shoes.

Going back in time, regretting a little too

Of mistakes I made and for whining so much too.

But today when I see this grown up girl in me

I think of how years passed and how I became me.

Getting to know myself better I had a word

With my younger self about this world.

Asking that kid to forget about the pasts

And to think about all the treasure that lasts.

And as a result I’ll run back into dad’s arms again

The way I did as a young child then.

I’ll kiss my mom and bring back the lost time

For my younger self knows it was pretty sublime.

It’s Okay!

It’s okay to be wrong, it’s okay to fall.

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It’s okay to fall down

And okay to lose the crown.

It’s okay to be sad sometimes

All mountains have hard climbs.

But what’s important is to get up

Stronger to reach the run-up.

To take the leap and touch the sky

To cartwheel and fly high.

It’s okay if it takes time

Having faith is something sublime.

To believe in yourself and keep moving

It’s not easy to keep proving.

But go ahead and prove it again

For there’s no pleasure without pain.

And tomorrow will be a life so new

When they applaud for you.

When an audience will cheer your name aloud

And you will stand there tall and proud.

So it’s okay if you fall today

Get up again and try anyay.

Somewhere!

Striving to reach a destination I’m not sure even exists.

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Looking for a quiet place

A place for mind space.

A place where my soul is at peace

Where I have my own think piece.

A place where my dreams are understood

Where I’m fearless and stand withstood.

A somewhere that defines my mind state

Somewhere I can find my imaginative state.

A path for my perseverance

A plateau for thought clearance.

A home for family and love

A sky where flies the white dove.

Looking for a quiet place

A place for mind space.

Living!

For today, when I woke up I didn’t want to exist but live.

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Work, eat and sleep

Waking up on alarm beep.

Run, earn, look good

Don’t smile, wear that hood.

Don’t laugh, don’t feel

Be hurt, but don’t heal.

Don’t take a break

Time to be awake.

Don’t explore, no curiosity

Understand your work intensity.

It’s time to sleep, go to bed

Listen, obey, don’t use your head.

Mind language, don’t take much time

Be the best! Be sublime!

Leaving this existence far behind

I come out as strong and kind.

Keeping that fear away

And making special my today.

With taking less and more of giving

Now I guess, my life I’m living.

Rueful!

Sorrow, regret and contrite.

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So much in my treasure

Under no single pressure.

Loved, pampered and cared

Blessed and unimpaired.

Receiver of all good things

Repairing my guitar strings.

Learning and growing

Easy and never hard going.

I’ve had the best of worlds

Poetry too and happy words.

Then why so sad and remorseful

What really in life is so rueful?