Let The Stars Heal You

A picture of stars, with a motivational poem in it.

Broken road, and a dark path ahead,

No sense of direction, no sense where these roads are headed!

Looking back, these days seemed like a choice that was unwise,

For he knew, it was filled with lies;

All that gave him was hate and misery,

And caused him pain, that couldn’t be healed even with therapy.

Tough it was, living with hypocrites,

Tough it was, being surrounded by ungrateful cynics!

Those difficult days, drained him of hope,

And that’s when he realized his life headed towards a downward slope.

While the mind of his were still on those thoughts,

He kept driving on the mysterious path.

Looking back, he thought, he would eventually find something good,

Alas! All he could remember are those awful memories,

As there were some days, he did end up living in the streets!

Like many he did sacrifice his life, money and career,

But his only mistake, he did it on someone he thought would end up becoming his future.

It took long time for the wound to be sealed,

But he does know, if dug, it could bleed.

Like many, he did, want to give up,

So, he decided to live his final night in a grand way,

And he went to the bar, to have what he thought would be his last drink,

What he was unaware of how life changes in a moment of a blink,

And there she was,

Courage he had to speak up, for he thought this night would be his last,

The entire night may have still remain a blur to him, but these lines, he hasn’t still forgotten,

“Tonight, look up the stars,

And you’d know, there is always light.

Far from you they may be,

But they burn, so you’d clearly see.

Alone, people think they are in this world,

That leaves them scared, so weak that they can’t say another word.

Scars of the past, can hurt you like hell,

It can make your life miserable, like you’re trapped in a well.

But never for once think, that you’re alone,

You can get up on your own!

For there is no one more important than you,

And it is for yourself, in this maze, you have to pass through!

Try not to think for the world, for it is busy in debating on useless controversy,

And sometimes only discuss why the world is in a state of catastrophe.

So, the day you die, don’t think who’d be there to mourn,

For life is about living, so just move on.”

To date, he still reminisces,

Not to the times he collapsed,

But to the times that made him feel alive,

Driving through the unknown path,

Even today, he looks up the stars,

And looks forward on the path that is now clear,

For he knows that things could’ve been worse,

He has realized, there is nothing to gain if all he does is curse.

Although they did not end up together,

This did end up making him stronger,

For now he knew, not everyone stays forever,

He learned that life is a such a journey

Where we meet many, who teach us a thing or two,

And return to the world they came from.

He understood, death isn’t a bad thing after all,

It’s the fear of not living that would end up killing us all.

So why wait for something magical to happen,

Just drive, for the path is always new,

Don’t bother for not everyone has a clue,

Of where they belong,

And that’s what he did.

He walked out and started to drive,

And he looked up to the stars above,

And he said the below words, hoping to keep them in mind when things get tough:

“At times, when you feel low and are filled with stress,

Just look at the stars above, for everyone is in this state of mess,

There will be times when you’d feel broken,

There’d be times when you’d feel dead,

Just remember no one’s alone, it’s just a matter of reaching out,

It’s tough to reach out, so start small,

Work on what you love, let your heart lead you.

Let the light from the stars heal you,

Make sure you capture enough light in you,

For there will be times, when stars won’t be visible too.”

Hope this poem helps you in any way possible. This post is the last for the year 2019. This year has been nothing less than a roller coaster ride. Thank you so much for reading my blog this year, as this year has brought in the most views, with the least posts in the year and that has actually made me feel much better about my writing. Would really hope you keep reading and keep getting inspired from my blog. Hoping and praying 2020 would be a great year. Wishing you a Merry Christmas and a very Happy New Year!

Will make sure to post regularly in the upcoming year, until then please like and share this poem, and please do let me know what your thoughts are on this poem!

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An Unfulfilling Circle


Just another day of toil, it was for that guy,

Years of working hard, he had lost his hope that one day, this life would bring him peace.

Waking up and following that routine life,

To catch that scheduled rail, every day, he would strive!

Just another day of this charades he thought this would be,

But things never remain the same, and that day was one such instance,

Listening to the customized playlist of his, he continued his day.

Observing the entire crowded space, he could wonder what their stories would be.

Someone reading that fiction, that was a major hit,

While some listening to the old classics!

Gossip around the air, among that group of three,

Some kid, trying to get free, because of the unending curiosity.

And sometimes he could see familiar faces, living the same life.

Looking at this, did lighten his heart, as he starts his day,

Reaches his workspace and greets the ones he knew,

As the day kept going, he did feel exhausted,

Never was a point in his career, was his work appreciated,

By the end of the day, he kept asking himself, why he entered this field,

He just had his fake smile on him, and got up as he thought he was done for the day,

Well, the 9-5 job did think otherwise, and he had to stay back,

The energy to continue though, he did lack.

And finally, when he did leave, he looked around, there was not a single soul around him that he could see.

The walk back to get that rail, made him feel a bit frustrated,

A long weekend ahead it was, and the crowd did multiply,

He felt, how long would he let the job kill him like this

And this led him to again observe the things around him,

Looking around and guessing every one’s story,

He soon started to realise,

His life was far better than those whose life was filled with lies,

His heart, though broken, still had hope.

He could do better in life for he had so much more of strength and source that some did lack.

All he had to do was take that leap of faith,

But, he never did, for he lived in his comfort zone,

All this time, he just wanted to play it safe,

Forgetting his dreams to be free from things around him,

Yet giving his life a meaning!

All he wanted in life was to inspire someone,

So, he went back to his base,

And picked up his weapon that defined him truly,

He cleared the dust of the constant pressure of the society,

And started to write,

The feeling of purity started to flow back to him,

He wrote something of that sort after a while,

While writing, his eyes did fill, while he had a small smile,

For he knew, this is something people would like.

And he did not stop that night,

He went on for hours,

Until he finished his piece

That eventually gave his heart some peace!

All it took, was just another bad day,

And some stories to get him back on his way.

 

An unfulfilling circle, life is. We run and run and run only to eventually return at same spot we started, while expecting things to change.

It is often at such stages of life, people tend to forgo their happiness for the sake of things that matter for only some time, but I feel, life would be way better, if they did stick to what they love doing.

Hoping people realise the need of art. Let me know your thoughts on this and share it. On a side note, really grateful for the love I’ve recieved this year, with only a limited number of posts, I have recieved the highest number of views this year, and I appreciate this! Thank you.

I will be back with another great post, until then, #LIVEyOURLIFE !

Life and Passion

I’ve been here for so long,
Writing about where we as humans belong.
For a while now, I’ve been singing this song,
Without knowing about the things around.
Naive, I may have been,
But, I was just following my dream.
Spreading the word of passion, spreading the word of love,
Many did try before me, but none of us want to evolve.
Does passion really matter?
I have been asking myself this for some time!
I don’t know why it took too long for me to answer,
For without it, my life here would really have been a disaster!

Everyday, I wake up and start my day,
I only see stories along the way.
I can see people, who are stuck with a routine,
I can see kids enjoying their first day as a teen.
I can see an old couple experiencing a movie, without getting offended,
And I can definitely see the capable ones staying silent.
Why is it, we are suffering this intolerable violence?
It could be physical, it could be mental, lord knows what.
May be, it could be because, we have stopped caring about art.
Can passion change humans?
I still remember, a kid from my school, who danced with only one hand.
His passion definitely brought mine back to life,
And only thing that did bother me was, how much did he have to stive!

I sit down and watch the news,
All I see is bunch of people screaming, just for some views.
Defaming anyone they feel is guilty,
While they just randomly, sip tea and coffee.
Deconstructing rhymes and lines just to find something that is not right,
Well, don’t you read the disclaimer, that it’s a work of fiction, and not every word should be right!
If they do love critiquing, how good would they be in writing?
Amazing I believe, for they can create a fake story, which can destroy a man’s history.
I look around and think,
In this situation, can passion really sustain?
If it doesn’t, the work of many generations would be in vain.
For I can assure that passion can bring the change,
For the voice of it, can reach ears and eyes of even those who aren’t in range.

A blind can feel an art. A deaf can feel the music. A dumb can sing!
For there is nothing that can stop the passion within.
It’s like like the engine of the soul,
It’s the only thing that can help one reach their goal.
Getting up is never easy after they are down,
But when one has the passion,
They could easily win that crown.
But in reality, no one would want it,
For they know, they aren’t in for that.
I do say, passion can make every one a better person,
For it did teach me, the most important of lessons,
All you have to do in life, is keep going,
Even when you feel nothing has been moving.

I’ve been here for so long,
I don’t know how I ended being this strong!
I’ve seen things around me falling apart,
Calling me towards my unhappy past!
Loud, those noises may have been,
But, there is a lot throughout my journey, I have seen.
Holding on, staying strong, I know it’ll help me in going far!
All by my side was that one thing, the kept me hooked to that star!
My love for poetry, immeasurable it may be,
All I know, it made me believe in me!
All I know, it did make me free!
All it did, was prove how passion does matter in shaping in a destiny!

Everyday, all I pray, is for a future that I always wanted to see
A world where people rise above what they have been groomed to be,
More than a puppet, that is stuck in a routine,
Chasing something that they have created an illusion of in their dream!

Hope this poem helps you in any way! Oh, one person who could be an inspiration in this sense could easily be Beethoven. His love for music never left to cease even after his hearing ability began to deteriorate!

Do drop in your thoughts on this poem and will be back with another post soon! Like and share it, if you feel life here can get better!

Are we really living?

Trapped in my own soul,
Is this what I thought was my goal!
Certainly not, for doing that would only make me a fool!
Then where was the point I went wrong,
That’s a question for which an answer I’ve been wanting to find for long,
Alas, only if I had been strong.
While I say all these, all I can remember are those times,
Where all those dreams were young and everything seemed nice!
All I am left with, is a land filled with lies!
Running down the streams,
The irresistible feeling on my face, when I’m hit with a breeze!
Fighting all day and none getting offended,
Such days, now are just another dead end!

Trapped in my own soul,
Can’t find a single space, to get out of this black hole!
Everyday, I’ve been asking where I had gone away!
Yet, I still remember those days, when my imagination would go stray
And that would always make my day,
All I can see today is butts of cigarettes mixed with ash in the tray!
Coming back home while the clocks struck seven,
Delicious appetizers made hot by my mum, would always remind me of a time that was truly a heaven!
Those were some days, when innocence was a great trait,
Happiness and love never had any template!

Can I get back my childhood,
For now that I stand where my parents stood,
Looking up to my parents,
Today I realise all that they’ve done for me,
Has a value that no one can ever see!
I only hope people would realise this too,
Looking through these characters and illusions!
Living in fear from the senseless superstitions!

Today I fear for every time I try to rhyme,
For getting laughed at is a feeling worse than getting caught for a crime,
But as a child, I would have said things without any filter,
And everything would would be straight from the heart, that I always said without any stutter!
Even if the world laughed, I’d be proud that I had spread laughter,
For every thing around me, makes me want to slaughter!Can I get back that childhood of mine,
Where all I had was love and smile!
By the time you read this, I’d be away
Where there’s an everlasting day!

Been trapped in my own soul,
All that happened because, I never let the child in me become whole!
At that moment I knew,
And I say this to you;
If you had to live for someone,
Live for that child in you!
For he hoped a great deal of you!

In the end, keeping that child in us alive could help us survive!

Let me know your thoughts on this! Will be back with another great post!

Passion

Carpe diem. Seize the day, boys. Make your lives extraordinary.

~Robin Williams (Dead Poets Society)

How hard can life be? Is there any way we could make life easier?

I honestly cannot answer those questions, but there’s something that could help us survive along this path we call life.

Passion.

What is passion and why am I writing about it?

Every one would have their own meaning for it, but passion for me, is that fierce emotion that has kept me going for a lot of time.

But does it really matter, in a world where money runs things and we run after money, passion could be forgotten.

You’re only given a little spark of madness. You mustn’t lose it.
~Robin Williams

There’s this small piece that I wrote, hope it helps!

I’ve been here for so long,
Writing about where we as humans belong.
For a while now, I’ve been singing this song,
Without knowing about the things around.
Naive, I may have been,
But, I was just following my dream.
Spreading the word of passion, spreading the word of love,
Many did try before me, but none of us want to evolve.
Does passion really matter?
I have been asking myself this for some time!
I don’t know why it took too long for me to answer,
For without it, my life here would really have been a disaster!

Everyday, I wake up and start my day,
I only see stories along the way.
I can see people, who are stuck with a routine,
I can see kids enjoying their first day as a teen.
I can see an old couple experiencing a movie, without getting offended,
And I can definitely see the capable ones staying silent.
Why is it, we are suffering this intolerable violence?
It could be physical, it could be mental, lord knows what.
May be, it could be because, we have stopped caring about art.
Can passion change humans?
I still remember, a kid from my school, who danced with only one hand.
His passion definitely brought mine back to life,
And only thing that did bother me was, how much did he have to strive!

I sit down and watch the news,
All I see is bunch of people screaming, just for some views.
Defaming anyone they feel is guilty,
While they just randomly, sip tea and coffee.
Deconstructing rhymes and lines just to find something that is not right,
Well, don’t you read the disclaimer, that it’s a work of fiction, and not every word should be right!
If they do love critiquing, how good would they be in writing?
Amazing I believe, for they can create a fake story, which can destroy a man’s history.
I look around and think,
In this situation, can passion really sustain?
If it doesn’t, the work of many generations would be in vain.
For I can assure that passion can bring the change,
For the voice of it, can reach ears and eyes of even those who aren’t in range.

A blind can feel art. A deaf can feel the music. A dumb can sing.
For there is nothing that can stop the passion within.
It’s like like the engine of the soul,
It’s the only thing that can help one reach their goal.
Getting up is never easy after they are down,
But when one has the passion,
They could easily win that crown.
But in reality, no one would want it,
For they know, they aren’t in for that.
I do say, passion can make every one a better person,
For it did teach me, the most important of lessons,
All you have to do in life, is keep going,
Even when you feel nothing has been moving.

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How long has it been since I was away? Five months. That’s been a bit too long now, hasn’t it?

Let’s hope the next post doesn’t take this much time!

Do let me know your thoughts on Passion until then!

You know what music is? God’s little reminder that there’s something else besides us in this universe, harmonic connection between all living beings, everywhere, even the stars.
~Robin Williams

Error 404: Democracy!

I try my best to live my life,

You come up to me, selling all these lies,

Killing my hope and trying to blow my mind.

Honestly, the fact that, you think I’m a threat,

Made me realise, I’m already perfect.

Stop your unnecessary hatred, for I know art is the need of the hour,

Let us be and let us bring that art to life, which you want to censor.

Oh my, that hurts your tolerant brain,

Oh my, but you said the idea of intolerance is just in our brain!

Scaring us of, by attempting to hurt us and our family,

Man, now this just crosses the line, silly.

I tried to stay out of this cat-fight,

But it’s about time, I bring these facts in to the light.

Freedom may be just a myth,

Cause, privacy doesn’t even exist.

PS. Did I mention this applies to those only who are innocent!

“Let the crime happen,

Then let’s blame everyone else, it’d be fun.

We’ll slide in to those DM’s by our media,

Cause, who on earth actually cares about sources!

Solving the problem temporarily, is how we roll,

Ruling for 5 years, indefinitely is our goal.

Development will be provided, to our team,

And let’s give the public a new topic to bash about.”

I’m sick and tired of the politicizing of the smallest of things,

Well, what can we expect from the people who would actually prefer an animal to a human.

Here’s a newsflash guys, humans are animals too,

Large species eat smaller species,

That’s simple science!

Sorry, you guys may not understand that,

Maybe because, one of you believe, artificial satellites existed centuries ago.

We gave the world zero,

But you make us look zero.

Then there those, who feel nepotism rocks.

Why is it so hard for you guys to see?

That democracy is efficient only when the nation is corruption and red-tapism free!

We need security and safety,

Sometimes, we seek some transparency.

Stop trying to curb our freedom,

To speak, to eat and to love,

Let go of your laundering skills

And actually give us development.

Give us education, and get yourself educated

Give us jobs, and get yourself some taxes

Give us better public infrastructure, and get yourself our trust.

And, maybe we will share the happiness, by giving you the power for the next 5 years and getting back the ‘JUST’.

 

In all honesty, we have fallen a lot to build the empire that stands tall today, but, we shouldn’t forget, who we are and what actual freedom is. We chose democracy, for stability and growth, but if it fails to deliver that, then something is wrong.

If you can’t stand up, leave.

Sting! Sting! Sting!

My head started to sting!

All I could do was let that hideous thought, kill my spirit,

I write my feelings out,

But then there comes in this guy

Being all smart and sick,

“Stop trying to get attention!”

Perhaps, your skull is so thick,

Can’t you understand,

Your one word may foever leave a mark.

One may be a Tony Stark,

Or even an Arya, hell even Sansa Stark!

Every one has to face struggle and sometimes they need help.

So, stop trying to be the cool guy with an attitude,

Playing with someone’s feelings, you are a fool.

We know you care for none but yourself,

But at least, use your peanut sized brain,

Oh wait, I forgot you lost your sesne of humanity,

Sometimes, it takes time to develop an immunity, for your stupidity.

Grow up and stop normalizing bullying and shaming.

For you never know, your child may be next.

If you can’t love or stand up for someone,

Just sit or better yet leave their space, for that ain’t no crime.

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Hey everyone, I was actually working on something else, but these verse actually came into my mind, so I continued with them.

I’ve voiced a lot of times against bullying and shaming. Well, the response I’ve received for those is actually mixed. I wonder why!

Most of them who read them, agreed to the fact that bullying and shaming need to be stopped. That’s good, isn’t it?

Perhaps, but, we have a lot on stake. There were people who actually felt, bullying and shaming is just a form of joke that a kid needs for them to become strong.

Big and huge person, with six senses and a highly developed brain, say what!!

No, nope, ne, non, nein, net, nahi.

I know people personally who have gone through bullying and shaming. It leaves a huge scar on their life for ever. If left ignored, it creates a huge hole in their life that it makes them unable to fill it up, and when it is too late, no amount of help is enough.

When someone actually conjures the strength to actually move on, and ask for help, it is our duty as a human to actually help them, no matter who they are.

I started this blog just for this purpose.

Parents, especially need to start intervening into these matters.

Also, I’d love to point out that there’s no social skill or any professional skilll to be gained by actually shaming people, except maybe a few laughs here and there with a pinch of popularity among your so called “friends”. But believe me, the hatred the victim may have for you, is nothing compared to that.

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In one of my previous posts, I had mentioned how CBSE had taken action on Bullying and many colleges have banned ragging. But, I have not seen any development since then. It’s like all the media and the government is interested in, is animals.

Will be back with an amazing post; until then, #LIVEyOURLIFE and #STANDUPFORHUMANITY.