random thoughts – Page 2 – My Tales Within

All, that is me

There is good in me That peeks and yearns to be seen There is bad in me That seeks To cast shadow on the screen It’s not that the good, is what is me And the bad, is not me It’s just that what I choose to keep, Is all that is Me

Critical ingredient for success

Still like a stone

Felt weary and filled with lethargy. Just didn’t want to move a limb. The stillness and heaviness I felt, I shared in common with the unmoving stone. The stone that is essentially full of inertia, lies unmoving, anchored. It’s entire being is filled with inertia and heaviness. It’s own weight keeps it rooted. It onlyContinue reading “Still like a stone”

Colour of the sky

है आसमान में कौनसा रंग वो तो दिखता है हवा और बादलों में है बादलों में कौनसा रंग हल्के हैं, तो सफ़ेद भर गये, तो काले हवा मैं कौनसा रंग है सुबह का नीला है श्याम की लालिमा और रात का सावलापनहै आसमान अठरंगीहर रंग में ढाला वो देखती हैं आँखें जो हो मन मेंContinue reading “Colour of the sky”

A different sky

I look away

You are the sea, I am the sun

The seaTranquil and at easeAware of the shimmering mirageOn its restless wavesFrom it’s warmthIt felt the sunWhy? it wonderedAnd asked the the warm one While you play among my wavesyou turn meInto a cloudAnswer me oh mighty Sun!Why may I askDo I drift as a cloud in the breezeCover the skyAnd mask your lightTurn darkContinue reading “You are the sea, I am the sun”

Together for forever

They carry a burden Their pace is slow they will reach This for sure They know they are moving they are together they are already there They are Forever

What makes me laugh

I make the worldto live a lifeand enjoy and then I feel hurtand cry start believingmy own lie and then I wonder what will happenwhen I die and thatmakes me laughandsometimes cry

Grime sticks on the dishes

The grime stuck stubbornly on the plate. Blood red, dried and flaky, remnant of the meal, they never finished. It started amicably but then turned toxic, like how it had always been. It was a relief if some of the dishes actually reached the sink. Rest unfortunate ones shattered on her face and stained walls.Continue reading “Grime sticks on the dishes”