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If only I knew

If only I knew how I could alter my past

Would I choose to try and put life in recast

It’s made up of moments which I treasure

Precious times which gave much pleasure

Plus lapses in judgement culpabilities mistakes

The past was a learning curve with no retakes

Is it best left untouched

A mindscape slightly smudged

 

If only I knew the exact thing to do

In every situation presently in view

I could always make just the right choice

No trepidation about a tiny doubtful voice

Could I handle a present so picture perfect

My actions could have lifelong effect

So complete really I think it would be odd

Unflawed seamless I could now play God

 

If only I knew what the future holds in store

Will I be content or will I vie for more

There could be countless thrills in it

There could be difficult drills in it

If I don’t know of the joys to come

I am also unaware of snags and some

Is ignorance truly blissed

Or is there something I have missed

 

If only I knew of so many things

I could cherry-pick a want and grow wings

But this fumbling erratic human that I am

Is what I love about me, perfection be damned

Do I really want to know past present or future

Or live in the moment each memory to savor

Where is the fun part if life is given on a platter

The smiles the heartbreaks the journey all matter!

 

 

 

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Why right?

Thought provoking thoughts which give rise to debate

Intended influences, premeditated ideas on rebate

That is what I seek every time I pick up a pen

Let some reflections roam your mind again and again

 

Sentiments given shape and infused with a passion

Shedding superficiality and empty banter now in fashion

That is what I attempt every time I pour out words

My refrains are for the discerning and not for the herds

 

A world out there as I see it and as I hope it will become

Optimism, some idealism, pragmatism, then some

That is what I aspire every time I communicate

I await your rejoinders oh it’s such an interesting wait

 

New lyrics for old opinions old adages for new fodder

Toss off longstanding stances some topsy turvy is in order

That is what I ultimately hope to achieve

Some attitudes to hold on to, some tenets to sieve

 

Sometimes I desire to simply get across, sometimes I serve

A warning bell to leave your comfort zone hoping to unnerve

That is why my tumultuous thought process refuses to settle

Till viewpoints invoke reaction and tests true mettle

 

 

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What can I give my children?

In a world which worships money

My views remain out of place and funny

I don’t accumulate material treasures

I revel in immaterial miniscule pleasures

I wonder how it will pan out in posterity

Do I will my children sheer austerity?

 

I can give them lots of love

Love is a treasure trove

With the strength to move mountains

And protect from despairs and pains

You may argue it will not feed

But beyond basic need lies only greed

 

I can teach them values precious

To be humble and be gracious

Self-respect and independent thinking

I would rather they do their own seeking

Education is not to be found in books

Character will sail you through, not looks

 

I can leave behind some goodwill

Set the right example and instill

A sense of pride and trustworthiness

Extended through our lives and harness

Substance and not mere affluence

A memory, a warm smile, some influence

 

 

I can give them the best armament of all

Prayers with unparalleled powers, stand tall

Amidst all the gifts I can ever give

In health and happiness, I pray they live

I could not leave greater fortune behind

Than this one binding energy of all mankind

 

 

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Appreciate

Appreciate sheer silence. Learn to observe

Typical talk can only get on your nerve

When eyes are open and the mouth is shut

The echo of the heart is heard in the gut

 

Appreciate your happy places learn to combat strife

Acquire ability to battle dishonesty and injustice rife

Trials and travails come only to the strong

Credentials that tell the world where you belong

 

Appreciate an endearing smile emerging through tears

You don’t know where it comes from. The friction the fears

When resolve has the ability to overcome all

When getting up is the key after each and every fall

 

Appreciate loyalty a trait you have to deserve

It takes integrity and métier kept in reserve

One deep introspective look will reveal detail

Of mainstays which bolster you and never let you fail

 

Appreciate what you have got not what you wanted

It is so easy to dismiss it off and take it for granted

Nothing comes easy and nothing comes for free

Gratitude entwined in attitude reflects real pedigree

 

 

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Superman

Each parent nowadays wants their child

To be bold and aggressive, bordering on wild

An achiever of the highest order

Einstein and Edison his textbook fodder

 

They should excel in studies and love sports

They should have mastery on topics of all sorts

From school to tuitions they are rushed to and fro

On weekends, they prepare for some reality show

 

Where is the childlike innocence in them?

Are they really growing older with each sem

Society, serials, a barrage of adult banter

In the midst of which they have forgotten Santa

 

Yes yes I know Santa never existed Sir

Yet I loved to believe it as it were

My world in my imagination was much more fun

Constant Google updates I’d rather unlearn

 

My mind was free my freedom was mine

My dreams and the real world often entwined

Home truths were simple. Fairy tales never lied

Failure was never a reason for suicide

 

Why don’t the follies of our ways we see?

Why can’t we let our children be?

They do not have to become your clone

They were not born to fulfil your wish alone

 

They have their own mindsets. Their individuality

Encourage. Nurture. Cherish this originality

If only you can teach them to be a good human being

The rest they will learn anyways by seeing and believing!

 

 

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Listen

A smile cannot always be trusted

Sometimes interests remain vested

You may have invested a lot of emotion

Yet some relationships are forever wasted

 

A friend in name may overturn

When fortunes and fates overrun

You may have believed in the promises

Yet some affiliations are never really fun

 

A bonding with an unknown soul

Can prove more productive and whole

You may have never imagined it possible

Yet some connections magically unfold

 

A relation cannot be effortlessly defined

Within constrictions of social cages confined

You may click with one, detach from another

Yet some unknown stimulus keeps it refined

 

A heartbeat whispers to the mind inaudibly

With whom to attach, with whom to break off gently

You may have been offered mixed signals

Yet gut feelings never lie listen to them quietly

 

 

 

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Keep connected

Keep connected with the people you love

It’s very easy to cut loose and drift apart

Not measurable not material this treasure trove

Of relations is fragile, careful handling is an art

 

Keep connected with the people who care

We often tend to take such for granted

Until one day they are no longer there

Then you realize just how much they are wanted

 

Keep connected with your elderly folks

Don’t dismiss them off as inconvenience

When you end up at that age with a few grey strokes

You discern how in experience lies the essence

 

Keep connected with your children per se

Pay attention be thoughtful reach out have fun

If you don’t listen to their small stories today

Tomorrow they won’t come to you with the big one

 

Keep connected to a real world out there

Not the one social media is telling you about

Page 3 lives belie the grime beneath the glamour

Leaving you in disarray dismay and doubt

 

Keep connected with yourself be aware

Stay away from unconstructive influences

Love your life value it’s worth and don’t compare

Be honest with the mirror don’t strive for appearances

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Being alive is a gift

To awaken every morning and feel the dew

Was never promised or verily your due

If it happens be happy. Say thank you

And pass on a winning smile to a few

 

That you should never die

Even as you watch funerals pass by

Is as obscene as your reason to cry

Take life gracefully in your stride

 

This obsession to overpower nature

This grandiose illusion to predict future

Don’t you think sounds a trifle amateur

What, if not death, does it take to mature?

 

As our knowledge and advancement increases

We research new cures. We fight old diseases

So far so good. Wherein suffering decreases

It’s our need for immortality that never ceases

 

We came from nature. We will go back one day

We must make the most of this in between stay

What we profit from living we must give away

And clear our dues. There are debts to repay

 

Being alive is beautiful. Ask the sick man

Being able is commendable. Do what you can

Being skilled to think introspect design and plan

Is a freedom and privilege given to man

 

Let us use it well and not retract

Let us enrich nature and not detract

Let us learn to handle life with tact

‘Forever’ is misreading death is a fact

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Brilliance

The canvas of the universe is dark black

Not because of lesser stars or the lack

Of light. Or shining. But merely by being

Itself. It’s very character defies seeing

Or believing

 

When a single ray of the sun breaks

Through a dusky dawn and wakes

Up half a world. A glow silently moves

Conquering space, seeping in the groove

Opening a treasure trove

 

Another soundless dominance called wind

Canters alongside breezily. Gentle. Kind

It carries life within itself and yet

Do we even realize its presence set

In each breath

 

Time begins. A giant cyclical wheel rolling

The avalanche of life gets going, snowballing

Into another day. Is there a way

Of knowing purpose or holding sway

On mud and clay

 

The boundless seamless vastness there is

Speaks of a freedom given on lease

Was I accident? Was I willed

An empty canvas? A mind filled

Or a soul healed

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The Mirror

I am not great friends of the mirror

I give it an occasional glance

I know of those who eye it with fervor

Never sidestepping it perchance

 

The mirror on the wall is quite a liar

Gently coercing you into a believer

Stop at your own risk and admire

The mirror can be such a deceiver

 

Sometimes it reflects my myriad moods

Sometimes it displays internal feuds

When it jolts you out of revelry

It can be point blank outright rude

 

Truth or dare, just lay it bare

And the mirror will devour, ensnare

Camouflage it behind arcane beams

And party the night away with flair

 

The mirror, not me, has dual façade

As if it prods me to play dumb charades

I try to lie and often succeed

Yet it manages to make me open my cards