Scribblings From Heart -{4}

Life is not a straight road journey.
It's not  melodious as a nightingale's song,
It's not like the tales of a fairy.

For it's a journey, through a bumpy road.
You may pass through a dessert or meadow,
A broad highway or narrow jungle road,

You may stumble and fall.
Be pricked, beaten or torn apart
The gale may hit you hard,
The paths may not be what we dreamt,
But you ought to accept it.
Be Brave and hold on till the last.

Life is a game.
A game where every move counts.
A single move enough to decide,
Whether you lose or triumph.

So, brace yourself, my friend.
And never forget the values
Faith,Humility,Perseverance
Through your every stride.

---Mers

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Self Thought-1

"You have no idea what i am going through.I made a big mistake Jean...... I am in deep shit.I need to be alone!!!...".Those were his last words as he shut the door on my face and left into the darkness.

But did he really want to be alone??...

I walked to the window . The darkness of the night had been made up for.The city had been  lit up with lights from street lamps to the lights from the overcrowded buildings.Like an adorned bride she captivated my senses.But Pete's words disturbed me.And my mind floated into the world of thoughts.

"Failures are the stepping stones to success.", some great man had once said.And so should "making mistakes" be.For isn't it from mistakes we all learn?

Is there a man who came out of his mother's womb and learnt to be on his own feet the next moment or say walk without falling?How many innumerable times must a toddler have fallen before he managed to take his first  footsteps?..How many innumerable times did a toddler need a hand to lead him?And didn't he one day succeed to walk??...

This is exactly what happens in life.

We all do make  mistakes.We fall.And we need that strong hand to guide us through and make us walk.And that is why we need to share our sorrows.Because like sharing reduces the size so does it help reduce the burden from our hearts. Being left alone and imposing solitude on self won't improve our fate.We need to move on and rise to the situation.

For every mistake there s always a penance.And penances are meant to purify our souls and make us more firmer and mature.But there are times when no penance can bring relief and at those times we ought to leave it upon the healer, called "time".

For as time passes, the memory fades and the pain somehow manages to subside.

---Mers

RAIN

As every drop of rain brushes past me
A river of emotions pour out

It carries with it 
My sorrows and joys 
My highs and lows
And much more than,
What words could explain...

And with every pit pit patter
My soul hums a new song.

---Mers

FOREVER YOURS

My life was barren and scorched

And yet you arrived,

Like the early showers

Before the monsoons.

I had lost my smile

Yet you brought back my smile,

I had lost my faith

But you gave me reasons to believe.

I stumbled along the path,

You held me steady

And walked me through.

Through my rantings

You sat with me

Patiently bearing me

Our relation was one

Without rules, demands

It flowed out passionately,

Seamlessly

So long as the air fills my lungs,

So long as my eyes can see,

And my ears can hear,

I wish you would be near

Forever and Ever.......

---Mers

Peace Filled My Soul

My soul began to float

Away from my body

The throbbing in my heart

Seemed to be washed away,

The silence in the valley

Filled my soul,

Finally I am at peace.

Was it the wind blowing over?

Like a cool blanket holding me in a cuddle,

Or was it the greenery of the valley,

That was luring away my troubled soul?

I stood at the banks of the stream

Trying hard to smile,

As the Sun’s ray fell on the stream

Like a mirror’s reflection, there was my face.

I looked around me

Everywhere I could see life

The churning stream’s sound

Reminded me of girls laughter,

The swaying leafs of, children on a swing.

The squirrels running about,

The birds carrying twigs,

The ants making their nests,

The bee’s humming’s……..

Everything around me

Was, so full of life.

As though an aura of energy

Draped the valley.

I again looked at the stream

And there, was a smiling face.

Was it the aura of energy?

Draping the valley,

That lit through my face?

I stood there unsure, watching the smile

Like a river joining the sea,

The peace of the valley filled in my soul.

----Mers

Scriblings from the heart [3]

"I knew i seemed a joker to the world,

I knew they laughed behind my back

Through my sorrows and smiles,

They passed by unmoved.

Yet why do i care about them?

Why do i wish they understand?

I have stood through their tears,

Holding their hands,Lending my shoulder,

Yet why is it that there is ,

Nobody near,through my fear?

I need them the most and....

They are nowhere around.....

Deep into a corner i shrink in

As the world around moves on...

----Mers