Oh Baby My!

When life gives you a choice,
Betwixt licking your wounds 
& Prepping for the fight,
Oh baby my! Give the healing to time,
To the next adventure you dance along!

When life gives you a choice,
Betwixt hating the fools,
& Letting the garbage go by,
Oh baby my! Bid the hate good bye,
To the next adventure you dance along!

When life gives you a choice,
Betwixt a thick dark frown
& A big fat smile,
Oh baby my! Don't think before you laugh,
To the next adventure you dance along!

When you feel that only one way lies,
That life wants you to feel low & dry,
Oh baby my! Trust these words of mine,
A choice hides close by, 

To dance as life's adventure carries on!

PS- A random scribble at the airport as I return to Raipur after seeing Niyati and our week-old Zen.

Stars - Servants of the Light

Inspired by the waterfalls around, a free flow of thoughts filling my mind. This was originally drafted on the first professional camping in my new stint. Night stay at Kutumbsar, barely a week after I joined as Bastar Collector…

 

Stars blink across the sky- like moments of passion across a day,

Days with no clear beginnings and forced snooze presses,

Snooze-less fluctuations of chaotic time schedules,

Schedules -     that keep changing with every passing hour,

Hours -     Finish, Leaving a taste of satisfied tiredness;

 

Body's tired but mind isn't - like a ravenous animal unaware that it can stop,

The un-stopping floods with the emotions of thorough exhaustion,

Emotional bursts of that alcoholic cancer in family and friends,

Friendly -          bursts of the sweetheart back home,

Away from Home -     Unbounded happiness, Cluttered with emotional bombs;

 

Yet the night glows - hinting of a shine far bigger than that of individual stars,

Shine of the productive timely work done with a clear heart,

Unparalleled energy that pushes through emotions deep within,

Emotionally -     Sometimes I feel tired of being a star,

But -     It's not about me, It's just that the light needs to go so far;