Winged desires...

At some point or the other in life, we find a question staring us into our face.The quest for finding answers to questions has been a journey that began at the birth of mankind,and it still stares us into our face.There are numerous questions,some small,some grave,some silly and some brave.All of them keep us fixated into finding answers.But everybody does not get their share of answers,it is ones who stick till the end who continue to pursue their conquest till the end. As goes the popular idiom, 'Every cloud has a silver lining' . We do find answers to the everyday questions in life albeit with some delay.It is the gravity of the questions that decides when we get our answers.The answers to the smaller questions are like dewdrops on the blades of grass.You brush past by them,and they land on your feet.It is the bigger ones,which need digging,introspection and patience. Nature's law of symmetry is omnipresent and omnipotent,good and evil,dark and light,joy ...

It was pouring heavily,John, a poor peasant was standing under a shade waiting for the rain to stop. Towards the end of the road where eyes could reach,John noticed people pass by a car blaring the alert lights. They waited for a brief moment and then passed on. This went on until John decided to move out from the shade and check out what was wrong. On moving closer to the car,he saw that there was an old lady seated inside. On inquiring, the lady told John that her car had broken down and  required help. She had failed trying to summon for help.   As luck would have it,John was a car mechanic. Though he was running late for home,Considering the lady's plight he immediately agreed to help her. The lady was very thankful to him, and offered him 100$ extra as a token of thanks. But John promptly refused saying that,"Someone did good to me ,when I was in need. Now the goodness is with me and I want to share it with you."  A few miles ahead,the  lady saw a coffee...

T he smile on my lips is a lie the blush in my eyes,even bigger a lie that's the time, hind the pillow I rush to cry. The hole in my heart, the void in my soul give me back the heart you stole You are on my mind, you make me whole And when you are gone nothing shall remain but a hole. The promises of love, the promise to live forever The strings of life woven together And when you bid adieu does that mean for ever? Thy promised me joys worth a lifetime And when you are gone, there persists only time sans life I am living to watch you die when you drift away I am already dying inside. To keep your heart beating at least for a while. when i smile you know tis a lie.

Give me a reason I want to smile Give me the hope to tread, yet another mile Too long has passivity bound me Too long my life turbulent has been put my sails on rest,to be peaceful I am keen Open thine arms and let me fall Give my tumultuous youth,a passion to think and stop But for everything my living is a bane. Give me all sunshine,I want no pain My heart is frail give me trail to follow,where love may prevail. It's been long my eyes have been hollow since ages they've been made to many a tears swallow. Reasons are many,for me to die Give my existence a meaning I want to try Break all Barricades Give me the sky Open my wings and let me fly!

When you get what you want in your struggle for self And the world makes you king for a day Just go to a mirror and look at yourself And see what THAT man has to say. For it isn't your father or mother or wife Whose judgment upon you must pass The fellow whose verdict counts most in your life Is the one staring back from the glass. Some people may think you a straight-shootin' chum And call you a wonderful guy, But the man in the glass says you're only a bum If you can't look him straight in the eye. He's the fellow to please, never mind all the rest, For he's with you clear up to the end, And you've passed your most dangerous, difficult test If the man in the glass is your friend. You may fool the whole world down the pathway of life And get pats on your back as you pass, But your final reward will be heartaches and tears If you've cheated the man in the glass. by Dale Wimbrow

TARRY a while, O Death, I cannot die While yet my sweet life burgeons with its spring; Fair is my youth, and rich the echoing boughs Where dhadikulas sing. Tarry a while, O Death, I cannot die With all my blossoming hopes unharvested, My joys ungarnered, all my songs unsung, And all my tears unshed. Tarry a while, till I am satisfied Of love and grief, of earth and altering sky; Till all my human hungers are fulfilled, O Death, I cannot die!

Today in the morning upon the shores I saw women of forties lazily stroll Holding hands,walking eyes in the skies They spoke of joy and of cheer Together they explored fantasies anew Bid adieu to worry,and goodbye to fears Then flashed upon my mind dearest mother 'o mine How hath she waken when dawn and hurried until dusk? Engaged in bread winning and baking Mother 'o mine How did thy manage to bake me so fine? O' mother hast thou eight hands? that you go performing dancer like. Or hast thou a billion hearts that overflowed with love and compassion. O' mother 'o mine, in your starlit eyes do there shine dreams only of children of thine? Did ever thy look back upon dreams in the past you nurtured. In living life,thou livest for thy children O' mother 'o mine countless of thine sacrifices suffice in my mind,as in my heart your love thrives. The bread thou baketh in me the fruit of thy proficiency shall sweeten thy life with honey of pride.