Writers—“We are not insane.....”

This one is specially on behalf of all the writers....
Must read for poets and writers....

 

Poets they think, always write!!!

Creating sonnets of happiness,

They can always make lives bright....

But sometimes even we cannot express.

Our creative insights,

even we cannot harness.

Even we prefer silence,

To words sometimes,

We also feel the need to avoid,

the complex vocabulary,

Even we become sometimes,

Of our verbal skills devoid,

At times as such, we choose to rest,

in the lonely wilderness, of our thoughts,

As people wrongfully conclude,

We are not at all depressed.,

Leaving behind the living,

Drifting through our imagination,

At such times we are on a creative quest.

Thus I conclude by warning you,

That if you see a depressed looking writer,

Leaving you behind, going off alone very far,

Do not try to stop him,

His reaction will be unexpected,

And also aggressive it can be,

And then you will brand all of us by saying,

Weird people these writers are.....

Love—Express and Implied

Pre-Script—Love here is the general feeling felt in any relationship and not specific to romantic ones.

I would be focusing neither on the definition or the philosophy of love, but on the expression of love. Let the foolish task of analysing and defining love, be left to the philosophers.

Expression or conveying your love, I would call it, though seems a child's play, is indeed a difficult task. Relationships survive or sometimes even break due to this simple to understand but difficult to grasp and follow art. This art of conveying ones emotions to the the other person is an in-born quality in human beings but as many other innate qualities, it is underestimated and ignored.

This art of conveyance is made up of two parts. Express and Implied. Express means with the help of words oral or written and Implied means through the conduct or actions. Both of these elements of conveyance are equally important and supplement each other in different ways in different situations. For instance saying I love you to your wife or girlfriend is the express form of conveyance. Whereas caring for your mother and doing the household chores on her behalf is the implied form of love. Both these forms carry out the tasks of conveying your love to the person as you want in accordance to that situation. But the above indicated situations are just a simple condition prevailing for a short time in our daily life. But what about the long process of building and developing a relationship? Do these forms of conveyance help also in this long process independently as they did in the above mentioned examples? The answer is obviously a big NO!!!

Actions speak louder than words they say. But they haven't said that words don't speak at all. Its just that actions being overly expressive speak louder. But even actions are worthless without word accompanying them when it comes to conveying love in complex relationships. For well again take the example above. A man expresses his love by saying “I Love You” to his wife once when he wakes up, second time when he leaves for work, then he calls her from work to sat it. When he returns home he says it again and when they go to bed, he says the three golden words again. One should remember that overuse of these three golden words give them the position of bronze in a persons heart. Also this man, never gifts his wife anything, never kisses her goodbye when leaving for work, the wife can not even expect a small card from him. Now you tell me, if his actions are so contrary to what he says, will his “I Love You” carry any importance for his wife other than dry words of compassion that does not exist. So words should always be complemented by actions. Express and implies forms are those ingredients that if used in perfect balance will enhance the taste of love in the relationship. But if used in a faulty quantity and in perfect imbalance they shall ruin the desert called compassion. Even strong actions only are not enough. Actions can sometimes be ignored, underestimated or can go unnoticed. For instance in many relationships, then may it be a parent-child relation or a romantic relation, or may it be friendly relation, disputes usually occur as actions not accompanied by words go unnoticed.

For example, a lot of people have complaints that I have made so many sacrifices for my friend yet he considers me worthless and does not care for whatever I have done for him/her. My first question to such people is that whether the other person was aware of the sacrifices at the time when they were done? The answer is always no. They try to convince me that in friendship one should understand and consider all such sacrifices even if they aren't expressed. Also people tell me that they mentioned about these sacrifices when he dispute took place. First of all, I would like to tell all such people that the other person is not a born telepathy expert to understand and consider things that he/she is completely unaware of. The rule is simple, if you do not care to tell the other person about your losses no one else is going to do it for you. Secondly when you say that he should at-least consider the actions when they were disclosed during the dispute, Ill ask you that when you are agitated will you try and to listen to or consider the words or actions of the person who is the cause of your agitation? You will certainly not. Thirdly you should not ignore the fact that there may be similar unexpressed and unnoticed sacrifices on the part of the other person. So do not be ashamed of conveying your love in form of sacrifices through words. Do not feel egoistic or selfish about expressing them. Because ego or selfishness comes out of the pride that you feel for you sacrifices and Love comes out of the craving of sharing the fact of sacrificing with someone which is perfectly natural.

So use both the forms, express and implied, of conveying love, in a balanced and wise manner to develop a relationship and grow in it.......

The Most Precious Gift By God To Me

This poem is just a reply to a certain emotional forwarded message by a friend. This poem in no way utter anything about any situation in my life…. Though the word and feelings are mine, this is not me… So do not connect this to me…

Sometimes even the pain within, gives me a kind of joy...

And out of this painful pleasure sometimes, I do cry...

But though tears seem to roll down my reddened cheeks,

The corners of my smile are stretched up to the bony peaks!!!

With the fear of loosing, like the others I have lost,

A precious gift yet again,

Efforts to avoid the catastrophe have always been in vain,

When a pinching sensation is felt in the stomach,

not due to the lack of food,

But due to the emotions in my heart, associated with loss,

—So Raw, So Crude,

Yet I am happy that you are with me,

Though they say, the joy is for sometime that is to be.

They say your future together would be painful indeed,

To foresee such a catastrophic end, I say, shall rather avoid,

And make the most of now, My precious gift being with me.

Hoping, I am, one day you will certainly understand,

My most precious gift,which is so close to my heart,

is none other than thee....

Father, this much for you, I can certainly do….

This poem is just an outcome of an impulsive desire to write, subsequent to certain events. So read it like that…

I see what I believe, And not believe what I see.

Death is simple, I believed,

My grandparents when I see,

but, the belief isn't true it occurs to me.

Focusing on the painful procedures,

And the costly bills to pay,

The gleefully happy past, Forgotten have they???

Does it has to come after long tempestuous turbulence,

The last breath that calms forever???

Or its just the replication of their beliefs,

Under the complex mind's cover???

The latter I would believe,

The Latter I would prefer to see.

My father's last breath, Like this it wont be.....

Dad, you'll die in serenity,

Proud of my achievement that day you'll be.

Even though for the whole of your life,

I may have not fulfilled your expectations indeed,

I promise that time, you will be most satisfied,

unfulfilled will be, none of you need.

I will myself see my belief, come true,

And will make you see it too,

If nothing else at least this I can do,

In return for what in your lifetime you have done,

For me, out of your love, so pure, so true......