Appreciate, For There’s Life at Stake !

Where do I go now?
For every where I see, is just a closed wall,
That keeps me trapped in a fantasy.
What do I say now?
For I’ve been screaming for long,
Oh does anyone hear my voiceless call?

How do I walk now?
For, I’ve been trembling at every step,
All those past horrors, behind me they silently crept.
I honestly cannot lock up this feeling now,
For it would only grow stronger, if it is just left to wander.

Getting hit by these rhythm less beats, inside my mind,
I kept on asking myself,
Was there any ultimate path, that I had to find?
People think it’d better for me to look back and fight,
But how could I, for it was the light, that robbed me of my right!

All those voices, noises inside my head,
Feels like, I’m being hit by a rod of lead!
No one I have, whom I could say this to,
I did give up on life when I could see nothing new,

Change they say, heals you,
But when would that change ever occur, I sure never knew!
You say, I should’ve tried,
Well if I said I hadn’t tried, that would clearly be just a lie!
Oh why oh why! my dear life, have you been so sly!

Why is life unfair I ask, then I see towards my left
I see a father feeding his kid, though he looked pale,
Hadn’t eaten in days, yet gave his child the last piece of biscuit.
If looking at that doesn’t make your heart melt, nothing will.

That little thing around me, kept me going that day,
For I felt there was hope, even for the hopeless,
But doesn’t it just take one little push,
To turn this world into a space, that’s just colourless!

I did realize, all I needed was a voice from outside,
That would have broken the closed wall,
And answered to that voiceless call,
Calmed me down and made me believe I could find and walk my path,
Helped me in trusting the light, that I’ve been blaming my whole life.

May be, it’s true everyone needs someone, who make them feel good,
Things that they’d do, just to see them smile, shouldn’t everyone deserve this too.
May be, the end, isn’t what everyone has been hoping it to be,
Because it ends up being another illusion that we will never be able to see!

Appreciate things around You.

To everyone who is reading this, just want to remind you that, life is incredibly short. I’ve seen two close deaths in the past year. You really never know when you are going to see someone for the last time. It’s about time, you start appreciating the presence of people you actually care about.

Sometimes, you never know what battles the person is going through, small and kind words from you could do wonders. Please do not hold anything back. One word. One Sentence. One Person. One small hand could make huge difference. This poem is just a tribute to that!

It’s really been an honour that you have been reading my blog. I started it 5 years back with the sole motive of helping people realize their true potential. I really hope I might’ve succeeded in helping at least one person.

Keeping this milestone in mind, I am thrilled to say that my debut book, “Lift Me Higher” is finally available for sale through my website! It is a compilation of most of the lessons I’ve learned in my life, penned in the form of poems.

Lift Me Higher – By Amith Chhabria

 

Hoping you would like it. Do let me know what you thought about this one and will be back with another amazing poem/post ! Until then, #LIVEyOURLIFE. ❤

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!

Is Art Necessary!

Is there a part of you,

That loves to hum to your favourite tune?

Is there a part of you,

That wants to be a part of a story, you just read through?

Oh child, if all these are true,

Then, art has had it’s effect on you!

Could you just imagine a day now,

Where all you could do is work,

And your life would just go idly by,

No memories, no emotions, even if you’d want to, you couldn’t cry

Because, all you’d be is just a droid with a useless heart!

Music, art and poetry, help us make and shape our soul,

Oh Child, so why do we mock them, for they are the one makes us human!

There are some creations that give us hope,

There are some pieces that help us gain control,

There are some songs that reminds us of our home!

Art is something, connects us all,

Art can bring peace in the midst of a war,

Art is all I could ask for,

Because darling, art is the language of love!

I wouldn’t have heard or seen an artist piece, never has there been a day,

And never will I deny that, their work has changed me in a way.

If you know me or have read my old posts, you may know how much I love art and artists too. Art has changed me, in a way, I could never explain. Art is an essential tool for survival, if you have been following my blog, you’d remember a post wherein, I looked into what would’ve happened if there was no art.

But, why is art important though?

Art is a result of curiosity and satisfaction. A human mind, over the years has used creativity to grow as a species, today, we use that creativity to channel a part of our soul into our creations, that is why we it is easy as a human for us to connect ourselves to any art, be it a song, an art or even a simple poetry.

Art, today has become a food for our soul, and that is why it helps us be ourselves. It helps us be in control and that is why, it ends us giving hope that one day, our life will also be perfect, just like that piece of art.

To put it in a different way, art provides us with a sense of belonging. As, human is a social creature in the end, we love to belong to a group we closely relate ourselves with. And most of the times it wouldn’t be difficult for us to notice that art is just a reflection of our culture.

Art sometimes helps us being emotional. It makes sure our soul has felt something, and when our soul feels something, it makes us more human. We may have created art, but in the end, art is the one that shaped us.

Many artists over the years have left a mark in the human history, but not all may be relevant to our time and lifestyle, so I’d love to leave you with a few words by a couple of great artists:

Dead Poets Society-01Stan lee-01

You could read more about how art affects us through over here:

Why do humans make art!

After I read a lot about how art actually shaped us, I’m proud to say that I’m a fellow artist. Thank you for reading, do let me know what your thoughts on art are! I’ll be back with another post (soon, I hope) until then, #LIVE_yOUR_LIFE and #StandUpForHumanity. I’ll leave it unto you to decide whether art is necessary!

 

Death is inevitable


Why are we so afraid to die?
While, truly, the whole concept of reality is a lie.
It’d be a simple task to run away,
And it seriously takes huge courage to stay.
Yes, sometimes, life may seem to be dead,
And we fail to realise there’s still an unconquered path ahead.
Sometimes, failure breaks our heart into pieces,
But one who sits idly and mourns over it is the one who actually losses.
Crawl. Walk. Run. Fly. Fall.
Make mistakes, and stand tall.
People may stalk, talk and may also laugh,
Just let them be!
Because, there’s more to you than just being a gossip queen.
That haven’t seen the hell we were raised in,
They won’t realise the pain that we have survived in.
A dead life may seem a better option than hell most of the time,
But well, why not love and serve and get the heaven we truly deserve.
Death ain’t a thing to be scared of,
Like life, it’s a step into a new era,
Not yet discovered and not yet seen.
Maybe that’s why we find death terrifying.
The time we get in between life and death is minimal and equal to most of them,
So, why not do something great and remain a legend,
Instead of being a mystery in the unsearched and unrecorded history.
Death is inevitable, so don’t frighten,
Just live your life and spread peace, because in reality life is beyond what we can imagine. 

Peace – Do we deserve it!

Human. 

A petty little creature it is.

Prays only when it falls,

Never working to find out the cause.

Laughs and dances all night long.

Starts bashing and boasting as soon as it’s dawn.

Peace it needs,

But does it deserve, is the question.

Hell and tortures we brought unto ourselves,

So, stop demanding like we are a princess.

We brag of human rights and equality,

But there are some still dying of hunger and are still thirsty,

And all we do is say, “Oh, what a pity!”

A man expresses his feelings, by crying,

Gets bashed, for being a sissy. 

Oh, but look at that tomboy, whom we end up complimenting.

She expresses her opinion but is ignored totally.

He gives the same opinion and is rewarded, well, that’s funny,

Because, this is what we call equality.

Humanity, someone says it exists,

But, wasn’t he the one who was back-bitching about one of his “ex-es”!

A child gets bullied, ain’t that fault of the bully’s parent?

“Oh no, why would we teach our kids to bully!”

Er, you could teach them not to do that!

Or presumably help them sort their mental health out!

We criticize the victims of rape and harrasments being weak,

But, never have we understood the necessity to teach.

Teach your child, it’s not okay to hurt others, mentally and physically.

Teach them the need of responsibility.

Only then, we will be free.

Only then, we will truly deserve peace.

Also, Teach the one you know, those drugs would end up being costly.

If they don’t listen, let them go, you don’t need that kind of negativity. 

Human.

No matter how petty it is.

It is capable of achieving great things.

Hope you liked this one. Do give in your views in the comment section below, will be back with another amazing post, until then #LIVEyOURLIFE. Go ahead and like and share this post and #StandUpForHumanity.

Are We Really Free!

Are we really free?

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                Modern times; Modern thought, yet living in hypocrisy.

                Democracy prevails; Democracy is the key, yet restrictions still lives.

                He does this; She does that, still a concern for the society that’s lazy.

                Oh what a pity, we don’t follow the order, because that’s the dream, it seems.

                Born a boy, be an engineer or auditor, it’s fixed.

                Or join the family business, you shouldn’t argue with this.

                Born a girl; Love, you are lucky to be born!

                So, go ahead and study medicine or do arts, that would be enough,

                Argue with this, and you’d be married off.

                *Society does a witty laugh*

                “Oh, I have an idea!” said an over-excited teen,

                “Follow the system or you’ll break your spleen!”

                “I’d love to live here; I’d love to study here; I’d love to work here!”

                “You’re required to a pay a small processing fees my dear.”

                “Oh, such a gifted voice you have, it’s sad you are doing a job” said every other aunty

                ‘Weren’t you the one to advice me that I won’t succeed and forced my parents for a job’ thought the young lady.

                “Come home by 9.” Said a concerned mom to her daughter,

                “But, why does he get to stay out the whole night.” She pointed her finger towards her brother!

                ‘Apparently, men are victims of rape’ society believes!

                “Raise them to respect women!”

                “Oh you are so weak, a guy doesn’t cry. Don’t be such a sissy.”

                ‘I’m a human, and we do end up being emotional at some point of time.

                But, why it is okay to be a tomboy but to be a sissy is not okay!’

                “He loves him. She loves her. He loves her. She loves him.”

                Wish love was this simple. But some believe it is unnatural.

                There’s a ban on spreading love, what’s tomorrow, it’s sophistical.

                One can’t have a say on what one should eat,

                Wait, was it mentioned that it’s a democratic nation we live in?

                Why throw the garbage in dust bin?

                Doing everything illogical and not calling it a sin,

                Well that’s something.

                Let’s see how the story ends;

                “Hey, I have an opinion!” shouted a common man.

                “Your voice will die, just like the others did.” Whispered thousands of men!

Oh, we are definitely free!

                Wars are fought; hatred is spread. Why is it necessary?

                Live in peace and come together, isn’t that what humanity is supposed to be?

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                This may not be a situation everywhere, but it is a major concern. Please don’t turn a blind eye towards these concerns. Development takes place by coming together, not by killing each other!

              Do let me know what you think of this. You are welcome to share it! Will be back with another post. Until then just LIVEyOURLIFE!