My God and I

No matter what I face in life God has never left my side

I am exactly where I was meant to be and He is my guide

From a mere perspective there are seeming complications

From far above and beyond all things these are vindications

 

No matter what I hope in life my destiny has been scripted

I have exactly what I deserve and He has my account accredited

All the deeds that I deliver have a due date stamped and credited

All transgressions I commit will also be charged and debited

 

No matter what I accomplish in life I cannot do it alone

I know exactly how much I can achieve and which aptitudes to hone

The immensity of what I have been born with given and shown

Humble me. His giving and forgiving both have my mind blown

 

No matter what I undertake in life my intentions must be clean

I know exactly how much it weighs when conscience is weaned

Good intentions clear the path to brownie points I glean

I prepare to meet my Maker light-hearted high-spirited and lean

 

 

 

Take a breather

Inhale slowly. Speak softly. Mellow down a little

Life is taking a U-turn and your spirit is brittle

Pointing fault of others will not let your conscience settle

Combining compassion with insight will strengthen your mettle

 

Listen attentively. Respond proactively. Don’t be a judger

Life is imparting novel lessons and your mind needs fodder

Open-mindedness will not let genuine feelings smother

Getting stuck in set beliefs and fabrications will bother

 

Reject dishonesty. Care intuitively. Kindness is the key

Life is removing pace and your time is for free

Times are difficult but time is precious use it judiciously

Add wisdom to your repertoire water the mind tree

 

The world is hurting. The have-nots are suffering. Sense

Life is offering opportunity and the scope is immense

If you can prove your worth to the mirror and not remain dense

If you could respond with love not fear and not sit on the fence

 

Cleanse the mind. Sanitize the heart. Sensitize your soul

Life is spring-cleaning and purging is your goal

Deliberate on ‘why’ of things mine the diamond from coal

Show some gratitude and your bounty grows ten-fold

 

 

 

 

Dark skies

 

Calm is on the edge human suffering is spiraling like a twister

What does it take for this misery and anguish to register

In the minds of those who have closed their hearts and soul

It’s the spiraling of avarice that desperately needs greed control

 

Stillness is in the air an eerie emptiness is escalating like a whirlwind

Hunger is real severance is staring in the face hopes are no longer pinned

On a tomorrow to come when a today cannot be salvaged

It’s the pitilessness of a well-fed world that needs to be managed

 

Compassion is feeling adrift rancor is gathering speed like a hurricane

Shrinking mindsets and set minds sold on simulated stories are bane

In a world where communication can be constructive or corrosive

It’s the message of the influencers that needs to be positive

 

Saneness is waning idiosyncrasies are gaining impetus of a tempest

Reason is no longer consulted to separate precarious from the rest

The wide divide between hearing and listening is having impact immense

It’s the quiet rebel of savants that needs to infuse collective sense

 

Empathy is going extinct self-absorption is whipping up a cyclone

‘Might is right’ is no rule of the jungle its people who are prone

To arm twisting the subservient even overbearing the environment

It’s this callousness which needs addressing. Can a pandemic be Godsent?

 

Dark skies are weeping dark intents are intensifying like a typhoon

Sometimes I wonder whether we earthlings merit nature’s boon

There remains enough good on earth still to regenerate and restore

It’s the virtuousness of a blessed few which needs to endure

 

 

March endings

It’s that time of the year when accounts need to be adjusted

I am looking at the value of things in which I have invested

 

The value of a simple meal in the luxury of your home

Cannot be replaced with 5-star feasts wherever you roam

 

The value of a close friend who can comprehend your silence

Cannot be duplicated with anyone else’s empathetic inference

 

The value of each family member when you need them the most

Cannot be cloned by n number of acquaintances you may boast

 

The value of those who support you and you don’t even take note

Cannot be substituted with posers who can one day rock your boat

 

The value of unconditional love from parent spouse child or friend

Cannot be taken for granted it’s a perennial orchard you must tend

 

The value of a sincere smile that warms the cockles of your heart

Cannot be measured by material means try giving it back for a start

 

The value of common sense in times when cerebral capital is scant

Cannot be swapped with academic counsel of those who rave and rant

 

The value of experience for real even if it sometimes invites trouble

Cannot be gained by staying submersed in your own bubble

 

The value of money in a rich man’s world like a double-edged sword

Cannot be denied when put to good use altruism touches a chord

 

The value of ethics and attitudes in times rife with cheat codes

Cannot be negotiated for affluence and status whatever be your mode

 

It’s that time of life when so many things are being given a harder look

Let me close my eyes and think what will I ultimately include in the books

 

 

 

Go soft

when you can raise your voice and make so much sound

when you can show off your power and throw your weight around

that is the time when you must step back and evaluate ability

that is the moment when you must go soft and seek humility

 

when you have health wealth and success at your fingertips

when hangers-on obey each command that leave your lips

that is the time when you must realize this will not last forever

that is the moment when you must go soft and savor

 

when you feel your preeminence detaches you from the rest

when you begin to fancy only you are the best

that is the time when you must let self-worth trounce ego

that is the moment when you must go soft and let go

 

when you are being celebrated by so many around you

when your aficionados and followers forever surround you

that is the time when you take stock of genuine perspective

that is the moment when you must go soft and reflective

 

when you are keeping up late into the silence of the night

when your demons you have rested and are in no mood for a fight

that is the time when a hundred home truths will be driven

that is the moment when you must go soft and ask to be forgiven

 

 

My search

I am not looking for honesty in everyone I meet

I am not seeking integrity in anyone I greet

I am cultivating determination to look beyond fault

I am leaving behind tall expectations in my safe vault

 

I am not looking for candor in every friend I make

I am not seeking ingenuity in relationships for the sake

I am fostering a nature wherein I offer forthrightness

I am looking at my own life reflecting openness

 

I am not looking for impartiality in every of my dealings

I am not seeking empathy or reciprocation of feelings

I am attempting to be the person I am looking for

I am wanting to effect basic goodness at my core

 

I am not looking for epitomes of rightness and perfection

I am not seeking archetypes of sensitivity and affection

I am building immunity to heartbreaks and disappointment

I am consulting my own self nowadays. Only by appointment

 

I am not looking for excellence in every task performed

I am not looking for sympathy for each loss mourned

I am learning to forgive and absolve the world of culpability

I am looking inward to improve my personal capability

 

 

 

 

 

Wishful

I threw some wishes up in the sky

Some came down in the form of dew

I wished some old habits goodbye

Each day then became as good as new

 

I stopped turning back again and again

To see the road I was leaving behind

Some memories felt betrayed and vain

Past tenses can play tricks on the mind

 

Autumn leaves continued to fall and rust

The tree stood strong awaiting spring

The sheer tenacity the absolute trust

Showed off miracles a future can bring

 

I embraced my imperfections and moved on

Some stars were laughing from above

I only had to learn, not live from what’s done

I did not need disapproval I only needed love

 

I gathered the flowers the dew was garden-fresh

Even as desires crumbled in my fist

I kept just one thing – gratitude – to refresh

I had grasped the art of living in a gist

 

Thank you

A home

Our search for a home led us to several houses

There were walls which spoke of joyful carouses

The element we were looking for was invisible still

The warmth and the welcome came with a hefty bill

 

Everywhere we looked there were undisclosed clauses

Trust lost its way somehow through indeterminate pauses

Betrayed by such little things we often hold on to

I cannot consent to your petty sphere even if I want to

 

I am searching for conversations over a cuppa chai

In times when WhatsApp runs every topic and emotion dry

I am looking for peace and quiet in neighborhoods neat and  clean

I am looking for 1989 I think, in 2019

 

Scribblings on walls which speak of carefree childhoods

Pillow fights on soft mattresses even in parenthoods

When sounds of laughter numbed noises of aches and pains

Small spaces were no constrains when love ran in the veins

 

Now the world has grown up. We are still where we were

We look out for quaint emotions and affections so sheer

The place we are looking for need not have many a room

Just some skill and sensitivity to turn a house into a home

 

 

Portable problems

They demand total devotion with unedited glee

They seek complete attention and obedience for free

Ubiquitous creatures on a ruinous spree

Mobiles are the bane of the 21stcentury

 

Whilst driving in the midst of heavy traffic

Or sailing on a cruise ship in the Pacific

You pick it up in air in water on land. In the bathroom!

In the middle of your wedding even if you are the groom

 

It gives you information and news 24X7

Every ‘tring’ is like manna from heaven

You dare not ignore its messages and posts

It will haunt you forever like Casper the ghost

 

Social media has you eagerly lap up its hogwash

With a chilling influence it completes your brainwash

You are no longer in control of what you believe

Before you fully fathom you lose ability to sieve

 

It now rings in your head even when switched off

More expensive the handset the more it shows off

The comfort of a boring black box I used to call telephone

I recall some ancient Neanderthal age in which I have grown

 

Then there is God

Do your best

Don’t take rest

Until you accomplish what you aspire for

If you settle for less

You can never guess

What you could have got had you asked for more

When things go wrong

Dreams sell for a song

And someone shows you the door

Rework the keel

Remember to kneel

And your ship will sail ashore

 

Success follows perseverance

Luck follows endurance

Struggle forms the core

Old fashioned uncomplicated

Yet rarely rated

The virtue of patience is no folk lore

When things go right

Do not take slight

At those who helped you to the fore

Your story in a gist

It needs a catalyst

How else can He reveal the wings He gave you to soar

 

There is intention

There is determination

Yet there is so much unknown in store

Ups and downs

Laughter and frowns

You may love some and some you may abhor

Give it your best shot

Mastermind your plot

A creation at your command should leave you in awe

Once you have done your best

Simply let it rest

Then there is God for sure