Ok I know my blog has too many poems but I cant help it..i just love writing poems.. :)
Here is another one..I just closed my heart and the words started to flow on their own..So this is a poem from my heart with no help from my brain at all.. ^_^
In the distance
I could see,
a soul was walking
towards me.
As it came near
it grabbed my hand,
and took me on a journey
to a foreign land.
A land so twisted
I wanted to scream,
I wanted to wakeup
wishing this to be just a dream
But nothing I did seemed to help,
the soul took me deeper and deeper
it took me to an abandoned house,
where I believe people once dwelled
there was broken furniture all around,
blood on the walls and on the ground
as I entered a room I was shocked,
in a bloody cradle,i saw a teddy with its head chopped off.
I stood there aghast
I was blank as a rock,
who could do such a thing?
If not for devil himself.
With tears in my eyes
and with little courage left inside
I dared to ask the soul,
what evil has sent this family to the other side?
With questions running in my head,
without waiting for an answer I asked again,
what horrid place have you brought me to?
What I see, do you see it too?
Calm as a spring time breeze
the soul looked at me and said,
this my child,
is the future of mankind.
What?I was shocked,
tell me who are thee I asked
I know you are not just a soul,
you are something much more
I am the sun,the soul replied
I am the moon,I am a flower in its full bloom,
I am Buddha,I am Ram,I am Jesus and Allah,
I my child,I am God
This must all look so queer,
you may wonder why I got you here,
but its just not you,I have come in everyone's vision,
and showed them how this world was moving towards destruction.
For ages now,
men have fought over me,
claiming my one name is grater than the other,
and have landed themselves in this catastrophe,
You go to temples and churches in search of me,
you search for me in every part,
but why don't you just close your eyes and look inside,
I am present in every heart.
I wanted to ask so much more,
but at last,I found myself on the bedroom floor,
was this just another dream?
Or was this the harsh reality?
War is not the answer we seek,
its meditation, which will lead us to peace,
so,now every time I close my eyes and look inside,
I find God sitting right beside.
decorated and brought to you..you take a sip and you are like.."Umm,Nice..but not what I was looking for"...A glass of lassi in anna lassi shop(A small shop near Richie street) costs 11 bucks..You have just one guy who turns on his traditional lassi machine to make you a glass of lassi..Then the glass is tossed at you..You take a sip and you are like..".....".. speechless..The Lassi is so amazing that you cant leave the place without having another glass..amazing..it has the most authentic taste of lassi..And to top that the guy adds a little homemade makkhan in your glass..yummmm...Its a very small shop but the food Items they serve are outta this world..Kachori,samosa,pattis,gulab jamun,rabdi and many more things..one bite will take you on a trip to the flav
ors of the north..Roadside junk..thats what people call it..I tell someone that I ate in taj and that person is like.."wow..You should take me also there once" but when I tell the same person about this roadside shop..his face drops..he gives me a nasty look and walks away..Why don't people understand that small places like these can give you pleasures that no big place can.. Its fun to eat roadside..Its fun to eat with your hands rather than looking at some waiter who would be happy to spit in your food if given a chance..Roadside..I just love that word..I feel like using it again and again..People say life is short..but to me life is big..and we should make use of this big life and enjoy these smaller things in life rather than living a routine life..bunk your college or
work one day and go for a drive..just you and yourself..go to places you have never been before..eat the hot pagodas they sell on the beach..go to a village(there are many villages near chennai)and teach the kids there the importance of ABCD(ABCD..again is a small thing to us but means a lot to that kid)..Gift the children there a small 2 rupees pencil and a 10 rupees book and see the priceless smile on their faces..These small actions can make a big difference..And thats why with a big smile on my face and a anna lassi shop kotcori in my hand I name this post..The Big joy in small things.. ^_^
