I thought I may as well churn the cheesy-cheese.
Write about how I felt - for my own relief.
And how I felt wasn't that uplifting or nice,
Something of the sort you'd call "quiet a surprise."
It wasn't supposed to feel as uncomfortable as this,
What you didn't really have.. how could you miss?
I wasn't meant to breath this unknown air,
I'd rather lay my heart bare.
That it would leave a little lump in my throat,
That it would carve a fleshy hole.
I didn't see it coming & hitting me this hard,
Expectations only work to raise the bar.
There's no good that ever comes out of them,
Why dwell into what you don't comprehend?
I would be forced to seek another refuge,
Neglecting your ears to preserve my muse.
I yearn to know what in me you fight,
I need to know I'm in this right.
That my prose would be shoved away with a sweet sugar coat,
A whiff of arrogance in a praise-worthy note.
I do not expect it for I do intend to be fair,
Yet humanity presents in imperfections my share.
I do pray it never matters as much as this night,
That I'm forever awed by the days bright.
Thursday, January 26, 2012
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Sight
I don't know what's going wrong,
what is right.
In the craziest ride along,
I've held on tight.
A sense of where we belong,
hoping for an actual sight.
Praying with an urge so strong,
for there to be no..
...nightmare tonight.
what is right.
In the craziest ride along,
I've held on tight.
A sense of where we belong,
hoping for an actual sight.
Praying with an urge so strong,
for there to be no..
...nightmare tonight.
Labels:
a moment on my timeline,
perplexity,
poetry,
search for peace
Saturday, October 29, 2011
Buried Deep.
Buried deep.
Feels like an eternal sleep.
Exhausted from the screaming.
Dirt's all the support I'm held in.
Have food to keep me fuller,
Have tidy cloth for cover.
Why must I yearn more?
Flames behind every door.
Suppression - does it really matter?
Roll me a joint brother.
Let me rise in shades of gray.
Blown by the wind astray.
Stuck miserably in the same air,
Until Mercy descends on every inch, every hair.
Whatever comes up on this road.
Awaiting the day the sun folds.
Feels like an eternal sleep.
Exhausted from the screaming.
Dirt's all the support I'm held in.
Have food to keep me fuller,
Have tidy cloth for cover.
Why must I yearn more?
Flames behind every door.
Suppression - does it really matter?
Roll me a joint brother.
Let me rise in shades of gray.
Blown by the wind astray.
Stuck miserably in the same air,
Until Mercy descends on every inch, every hair.
Whatever comes up on this road.
Awaiting the day the sun folds.
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
9.
"Oh Lord, please! I know you love me... I love you too.. I know you'll accept this, accept it tonight... you can do anything you want.. accept this tonight..," she pleaded.
"Oh Lord, please summon me... take me to where you are. Let me meet you tonight." At 9 years of age, she was praying .. rather begging to die.
"At 9 years of age?" you ask me, "seriously?"
Ahan 9, I say - she'd rather die and meet with her Lord, than face this man or the consequences he would bring about and leave her in, forever.
"One messed up kid!" you say. I smile and nod.
But look at it this way, at 9 - she was much more assured of her Lord's Mercy than any mortal man. She knew that even if she'd die, she'd be fine with the Almighty. She just thought people in her own world, on the Earth wouldn't be all that kind anymore.
She just felt that by dawn - if she were dead, her Lord would be making space for her amongst the departed souls with perhaps a word or two about what she had done.
But if she lived to see the dawn of a new day - she would be worse than dead. She'd be alive among mere mortals who would punish her for her imperfections.. for her decisions.. for not breaking but smashing the rules to smithereens..
Most of all, she felt that one look at her and the Lord would understand why she did it - she was wrong but it was "understandable".. it was part of what she did as His human. Others would never get it.. she'd never be able to convey it the understandable-way because owning up to it would include all the guilt and embarrassment that would be a punishment itself.. they would just be disappointed and heartbroken.. they would never understand.. they'd say she was only and totally wrong.. she'd be stuck in that light forever.
Of course, at 9 years of age she didn't realize that the Lord wasn't just Merciful up there.. He was equally so for those of us still walking the Earth... that He was just as capable of making His creations be kind as He was of being Kind Himself. He understood even while she was alive.. and He made it all fine.. with all the people involved.
And obviously, having learnt that lesson.. it's impossible for her to not expect His Mercy again and again... and let Him be all she hopes from.
"Oh Lord, please summon me... take me to where you are. Let me meet you tonight." At 9 years of age, she was praying .. rather begging to die.
"At 9 years of age?" you ask me, "seriously?"
Ahan 9, I say - she'd rather die and meet with her Lord, than face this man or the consequences he would bring about and leave her in, forever.
"One messed up kid!" you say. I smile and nod.
But look at it this way, at 9 - she was much more assured of her Lord's Mercy than any mortal man. She knew that even if she'd die, she'd be fine with the Almighty. She just thought people in her own world, on the Earth wouldn't be all that kind anymore.
She just felt that by dawn - if she were dead, her Lord would be making space for her amongst the departed souls with perhaps a word or two about what she had done.
But if she lived to see the dawn of a new day - she would be worse than dead. She'd be alive among mere mortals who would punish her for her imperfections.. for her decisions.. for not breaking but smashing the rules to smithereens..
Most of all, she felt that one look at her and the Lord would understand why she did it - she was wrong but it was "understandable".. it was part of what she did as His human. Others would never get it.. she'd never be able to convey it the understandable-way because owning up to it would include all the guilt and embarrassment that would be a punishment itself.. they would just be disappointed and heartbroken.. they would never understand.. they'd say she was only and totally wrong.. she'd be stuck in that light forever.
Of course, at 9 years of age she didn't realize that the Lord wasn't just Merciful up there.. He was equally so for those of us still walking the Earth... that He was just as capable of making His creations be kind as He was of being Kind Himself. He understood even while she was alive.. and He made it all fine.. with all the people involved.
And obviously, having learnt that lesson.. it's impossible for her to not expect His Mercy again and again... and let Him be all she hopes from.
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Some alone-time, all the time?
When it comes to forming new relationships, there are mostly two kinds of people you find out there.
Neither I say! The only sense there is to this: Human relationships are very human!. You can't expect an ever-changing, growing, evolving being like us humans, to have ONE way of interacting and making bonds. No, not all of our loved ones will stay that way and not all are gonna turn out to be sour lemons.
In fact, there is ONE Entity, who is closer to us.................. than our Jugular Vein.
The "true love is forever" kind and the "relationships are meant to end" sort.
And the funny thing is, in the face of certain hardships, you can find people from both views wanting some "alone time". Occasionally, lovers take a break and even 'all time' friends may ask for some space. Others may just back out or disappear, thinking it was "inevitable". It doesn't matter which of those theories they believe in, you will find people from either ends reaching the "limit" to people's company and wanting sometime away "from the noise of the world". Their loved ones may say they 'understand' while others may accuse them of never committing fully to a bond or relationship.
The question is: Whether its to take a breather, or end it.... Who's got it all figured out?
Neither I say! The only sense there is to this: Human relationships are very human!. You can't expect an ever-changing, growing, evolving being like us humans, to have ONE way of interacting and making bonds. No, not all of our loved ones will stay that way and not all are gonna turn out to be sour lemons.
How I see it, both these views depend on an extremely impractical thought: that humans are absolutely, 100% consistent in they way they think and perceive themselves as well as those around them. That is NOT humanly possible!
So what I'm getting at here is that... inspite of how the b*****s out there don't affect us, and despite all the support from our "dependable-friends" or "loving family members" ... we are inherently alone all the time. Its a humanly truth, not a bitter one.
There's a limit to how perfect or imperfect someone can be and that's the limit to your relationship with them.
The silver lining or should I say.....Absolutely-Amazingly-All-Encompassing Truth to this: we may be alone, but needn't be lonely.
No, this isn't going to turn into a sense-the-beauty-of-nature and indulge-in-your-favourite-hobbies lecture, for they too are human activities and there's only so much they can hold.
In fact, there is ONE Entity, who is closer to us.................. than our Jugular Vein.
He Alone, is our Eternal Company = Always Present .. All-Hearing, All-Seeing, All-Merciful, Most-Beneficient and Beyond All The Praise that I can utter.
So quiet simply, it is when all your relationships are based on His Love, for His sake, that e.v.e.r.y. bond can be cherished without there being any heartbreak, and only g.r.e.a.t.e.r. love.
For there is nothing to expect out of anyone except Him, and there is nothing due to anyone except the love He has asked you to give for His sake. That Love is indeed true, yet the only relationship you have is with the Almighty.
It is a beautiful mechanism, really.. and one that deflates any speck of an ego left within us.
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Around the house!
Continuing from the previous post, being home has its advantages.. you finally get down to completing those half-done diy projects, here are some of mine:
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| Part of a wall-mural I made.. Some of the butterflies are popping out cuz they've been stuck on, while others have been painted =] |
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| A runner-and-seat-cover set I fashioned from some scrap cloth. |
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| Canvas wall hangings, also fashioned from scrap cloth. |
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| Oooh (off topic) and a butterfly stopped by our house the other day =D |
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| A pillow case I stitched recently.. Scrap Cloth diy again. |
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| Have been cooking loads lately so maybe I should be starting a "Dudey's Kitchen" Series ;) |
Around town!
Been cooped up in the house for too long, here's a few out and about pics from my world:
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| A tiny fountain at the Abu Dhabi Corniche, that's absolutely lovely in the winters. |
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| A dash of red amidst all the city-grey.. |
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| Rare, abstract sign art in Auh. |
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| Driving into the Sunshine =D .. Dubai-Abu Dhabi Highway.. |
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| That's one long title for a movie! (in Malayalam I believe) |
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| A construction site being fitted with designer panels that look like wedding brides with veils. |
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| Quirky, damn-expensive socks I discovered while gift-shopping. |
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| Quote plates at Gulf Greetings. |
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| Quote plate with a point! (Gulf-Greetings) |
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| I really like this teddy and he appears here as a stuffed toy.. with barely any eyes so he's almost Halal i guess =D |
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| Creative advertising, much? |
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| Genuinely cute trolley bag I discovered, at a tiny shop, near my place. |
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abudhabi,
scenery,
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