Live if you wish to

Savour the beauty of the valley, if you wish to
but do the climb, bear the heat,
plan the trip and spend your gold

break the law if you like to
but then only if you can deal with the law
smell the rose for the moment
but if you can avoid the thorns

drink your wine if you feel like,
then accept the folly you do
and fall in love if you want to
and bear the pain, if you could.

live your life if you wish to
but then you need to live it full.

Metamorphosis

from a cocoon you spread wings
and adore colors and rise with the wind
from the shell you shine bright
and the pearl comes out giving light
from the pond dirty and filthy
you rise as lotus bloom
but when time passes by
why do i try
to build the shell around me
with deals and exclusivity rights
and eyes covered not to see the plights
no person, no human, no thing around
just deals and contracts and flings
and the sentences in legal lingo
making and framing relations
ah well... i like it
when i am no longer the emotional fool !!!

IF - by Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!

Let Go

I have learned to let go
to let go of the things which
i would have gripped with me tight
for which i would have fought
till the end of my breaths
for which i used to negotiate
and try to bargain
and try to talk over
and put forth mutual gains
try to promise
and run to deliver
not anymore
since i have learned to let go
let go of the feelings
let go of the possession
since i have learned not to change
someone for your needs
and i have learned to let go
and walk to where life leads

People with conviction

Rarely do you see people with conviction and sincerity written all around. And I happened to meet one of them. The whole paradigm of working, the quest for knowledge and the readiness to do whatever it takes to reach there.
People who dedicate their entire life to reach greatness. Who do not want anything in return.
Who sleep four hours a day and work for 20 hours and who thinks that anything can be done.
People who have met with failures in the past but still kept on learning to try again in the future.
Well you have no option but to respect them and help them achieve their greatness.

The fact that they have worked so hard to reach their goals that their entire health has deteriorated. The fact that they keep on striving..
you can but look at them with awe.. and the fact that one such person has started association with us is something to be proud of.
That there is something in us to be of value to them.

talent is given by the creator, so is opportunity
but people who create opportunity with talent and attitude, the world has to salute them..

stoic walls

Pretty face, she looks away with the pretty face
and sits so small .. petite and cute
with her eyes so sharp and smile so naive
smile so naive and yet so deceptive
the lips that curl and all those words
and all those stupid stupid thoughts
ah.. those notions and the rocky walls
those stoic cold and damp walls
how i wish i could rip them apart
burn them down or tunnel them through
one day they will fall as all walls had fallen
but for what price...
and is the struggle worth..
wars are misery if the reason is money
fame or power or even love..

no regrets

all my nerves and bones and skin
and all the ten thousand odd muscles
they are straining and pulling all the while
and how i wish i could just sit down
and stop being the steamy boat
let me stop thinking for a while
and play my childhood again
and be the small tall boy
who just had an old umbrella to look after
who had walked all the way back from school
for the glass of milky tea and corridors to play
but at the life which is passing by
and i look at me, my body and mind
and pull it through to take control
drag it through to take control
and sleep one day with no regrets
i hope
to sleep one day with no regrets..