Mysterious Waters

Where did the magic in my life go? Where are the mornings that would fill me up with zest and endings that would lift me up with pride? When did I lose sight of the shore? When did everything become so difficult? Was it the moment I refused to see the truth? Or, that one when I signed myself up for disappointment, anger and grief by getting ahead of myself? Did it happen when I was busy playing a different tune that the one universe had in my mind for me?

Somehow the thought of losing never occurred to me. Winning was a habit. A winner is who I was. Love is the strongest force in the universe and it can literally move mountains. Finding magic in everyday life is nothing but finding the love. This love needs to be discovered, cherished and nurtured. It needs to be filled in bright cups and had with the finest thoughts. Finding love is easy. Staying on the path lit by love is difficult. Whether it is a person, a job position or truck loads of money- if we can truly, POSITIVELY love it with all our hearts then nothing in the universe can stop us from getting it.

We can reach wherever we want, we can attain whatever we want- all we have to do is Believe. Words are powerful. Words are all encompassing. Words manifest themselves in magical ways in the universe. Tuning into the frequencies of the universe requires being a master of words- their usage and control. A Spiritual soldier would stop at nothing to get to the light- to get true knowledge and understanding, to go beyond the imagined possible and create new dimensions.
We know the truth. We are all wise and yet, we are all hurting. The sparkle that we are all born with loses its sheen in a few years and then we get lost. This process of finding ourselves again and striving to be better is called Life and Life is the greatest teacher and the universe is the biggest school.

There are no set rules. Nothing is good and nothing is bad. Nothing is set in stone. The universe is constantly evolving. The universe is formidable, solvent and soluble, mold-able and molding, defiant and defining, very flexible. We create our own universe, our version of heaven or hell as we go. We hold the supreme power and yet we abuse it. This power can create the lives we want. It can give us not one but all of our hearts' desires. It is neither dark nor bright. It just is...far removed from all interpretations and judgements. If we truly understand this, we understand the universe.

The Jack and The Queen

Heal my heart

Take away the pain

End the misery

Let me fly free.

Come and get me

Lift me up, for I have fallen far behind

Do you know what I go through 

every minute of every day?

Staying worlds apart;

Finding your name on random shores

Tracing your footsteps to where you may be;

You are gone 

And what is left behind is your essence.

I close my eyes and I see your face

I stretch out my hand and all I get is an empty canvas

You have been gone for a long time now, I know 

Yet, Hope refuses to die within me,

something refuses to die within me

I re-trace my footsteps in our History every night

And every night a grey sky responds to me

It asks me why I still believe?

Why don't I let you be a thing of the past?

What difference does it make, love?

I know the answers, your soul knows these answers

We lie somewhere lost in the sand of time,

Thinking of the times that we held hands,

When you weren't such a distant dream,

When worries were unfathomable and the only tears were those of bliss.

I find you in the Moon each night,

You smile, and then slip through my hands

Like sand glistening on a moonlit beach.

You are here but not here;

I am here but not really here.

Love doesn't make sense,

Love doesn't have to make sense;

I am content with this illogical poison

It spreads through my veins, 

Pouring out from my ailing heart,

And renders all my senses useless.

I breathe but only to live,

I see but stopped feeling a long time ago,

I waste hours,

Reminiscing.

I spend hours,

Imagining.

What my life would look like,

Had you not been so far away,

Had it been certain that you would return,

Had you not been gone in the longest time,

And had you not become a stranger all in one day!

Things That Matter- You and Me

A quiet wind from the past rustles through the noise,
A page covered by stone lifts up and brings with it a flood of memories buried deep within.
Lovers in nature,  distanced by circumstances, living many miles apart,
Love that felt true, Love that felt real and Love that became inconsequential.
Will we ever be ourselves again?
Will I ever get to meet the real you?
Two lives separated like two paths divided in crossroads,
For how will life bring us back together...
When you won't be you and I would never again be the same?
There is no happily ever after in my case, Alas!
For whenever there is, it would be too late.
Many lives have been changed, Many lost ones have been found
but my yearning eyes still search for you
Every single morning
on that first message that hits my phone,
the minute I switch on my laptop,
the quick images that flash through my mind, and
the faces in the nameless crowds.
One day when the doorbell rings,
in the near future,
unexpectedly, unknowingly,
I want it to be you!
'Cause even after all the hurts, even after all the pain,
I want to see your face again
I want to hold you in my arms again
I want to feel your taste on my lips
And I want to know you again.