Brindha's Musings

Stuck in a traffic jam

With no driving lessons

Or a certified license

We have taken on the drivers seat

To cause all the havoc

It's the peak hour

When thoughts peek

From everywhere

Causing a huge jam

With no GPS to guide

When the train of thoughts

Have nowhere to go

We simply struggle not knowing

How to let go

With no traffic lights

There is no way to regulate

stop , wait or go

The traffic simply grows

Until the mind, it blows

The only way to manage the flow

Is to create empty spaces

By sheddding some

Food for thought

Mind the traffic

Or the traffic shall mind you!

I am a caged bird

Who has set my own bars

I can clearly see the skies

Yet, I can't set myself to fly

There's no lock to the cage

Yet, I am locked up in rage

I live in a world of my own

With so little that I have known

I should know that I am blind

Crippled by my own mind

The day I set myself free

Will be the day I start to be me

Silent spectators

They have stood by for centuries many

Watching life come and go

Just as a mist formed on a windshield

They have guarded the land from tsunamis many

Watching the fall as life springs

Just as a wave in the sea

They have seen countless blue moons

Waxing and waning

Just as a breath rise and fall

They have been draped by rainbows and striked by lightnings

Unmoving they stand

Just as a drop on a lily pad

They have buried the treasure under their beginings

Standing tall and vast

As trees....

Centered in the Self

Sometimes you got to be self-centered

If you still keep thinking of others

Nights will pass as days

And the eyes won't droop to sleep

Sometimes you got to be self-centered

To clear the mind of those

Whose presence only nags you

And the eyes won't droop to sleep

Sometimes you got to be self-centered

To prepare the stage for a dream

If you hold on to roles of the day screen

The eyes won't droop to sleep

Sometimes you got to be self-centered

To let go of all that isn't you

If you hold on to the beliefs tight

The eyes won't droop to sleep

If you are centered in the Self

Even with eyes open

You can feel a deep sleep

From which you wake up as you

This too shall pass...

Days of dull doldrums

Or nights as restless crickets

Dawn without much light

Or dusk without much delight

This too shall pass

As there's hope to surpass

Every mountain to climb

Every ocean to swim

Every fear to conquer

Every battle to combat

This too shall pass

As there's desire to surpass

Every need for perfection

Every lack of clarity

Every urge to compare

Every inner conflcit to bear

This too shall pass

As there's will to surpass

Every ask denied

Every request dismissed

Every attempt failed

Every pursuit dangled

This too shall pass

As there's purpose to surpass

In the journey of life

Our journeys are just a mile

Our journeys are just a mile

In the journey of life

Shoot the troubles with a smile

This too shall pass

This too shall pass...

The special days of the year, that we celebrate...

A bee I have been

All my life

Never had the time

To sit and relax

Busy with my business

I have played the game

Upto the mark

Strictly by syntax

When the have's

Are more than the needs

Perhaps my heart

I could coax

To doing something

Valuable that would

carve my name

Beyond climax

What is love in its purest form...

Fond memories from ancestral home, to summer holidays, to first crush.... it will trace you back to your childhood

I wished for a rose

And it was granted

In the garden of my heart

It was rooted

In spring, it brought me joy

Bushes in full bloom

Fragrance it spread

In my chambers effacing gloom

In summer, with care

I sprinkled love

To prevent it from wilting

The heat, I shove

In autumn, it went silent

Leaves shedding

With prickly thorns it hurt

My very being

When winter came

I had to prune the canes

So I prepare it well

For the next season again

Perhaps love is such

And hence compared to a rose

With tender care it grows

When the time comes

We need to know how to let go