Doodling away to glory...
hmmmm... hikku? good!but if there is no one, doesnt one's self, tell him, "hey, its ok!" ?
Its so true..but then we do feel helpless at times.trying to hold on to invisible strands of rope called hope....all the time wishing that the winds of change shall wipe the tears of our cheeks,heal the scars left deep in our hearts,set the building blocks right..the wish listnever ends..the topmost being the need of a soul mate!
Take life as it comes..Be cool !!
...and a bigger concern being, even if it's meaningful, is it worth worrying, knowing no soothing palliative is nearby?
As Mother teresa quoted,the biggest disease is the feeling of being unwanted.If there is none around to offer a soothing word,there is no point in worrying.I can't agree more.I very much relate to ur post.
Adhu mathiri yaravadhu irukangala? yarum illadha aal endru boomiyil yarum illainu cinema pattu kooda iruku (kaatrinai thoodhu vittu kavidhaigal pada sollu - ullathai alli tha). BTW enaku phone varadhu illainu naan sonna udane ennoda nilayama yosichu paathiya enna?enaku Abirami irukaa..aniraami abiraami....
Paridhaba Ottu kekkara maari than-ya ErukkKu ..!Sari JilLu-nu Mora AdichuTu Oru Thukkatha Podu .. Appa Theriyum Sugam-na ENna-nu !Vasu
Broken GlassI cannot but deny Life is nothing but a farce.Ignorant I may seemBut deep down You know Life is not just about roses and sweet cream.
Whither happiness?Whither my happy soul?Whither my pristine heart?Whither my SELF?Little did i know ur four lines shall open me up...
Do you know what are considered the three most dangerous things in life? (by people who are on a yogic diet and serene countenance)Curry,Hurry andWorry!:-)
Uninterrupted, I writeFearless and liberated.I would kiss the ground you walkFor on a journey I embarkAll the while using your mediumTo do away with tedium......
Time leaves behindDeep footsteps Too deepIt looks IngrainedIn the beaches of my life...
Little did I knowAll sorrow stemsFrom the seeds I have sown.........Little did I knowThe existence of "none"Is nothing but a cosequential harvest,Of all that I have done...Little did I knowThat future is but a reflectionFrom distant past stems its definiton.........
Little do you realiseThat you have been of great helpFor me To look at myself!
The warmth of the sun,The quenching waters of the river,The sweet rustle of the trees,I have been in Neverland.But,i am but a birdAnd do knowThat I have to go....Thanks for being Mother Earth!
How do you know? There might be a hidden hand, shoulder, person.!!So..don't worry.!
adhaane?Short,Sweet and Good one.
smitha,if there is none, then I think one has to say "hey, its ok!" to one's self...:)Cuz life doesn't stop...
adengappa,thanks for stopping by..:)
thennavan,I had two of those three today: curry (really hot spicy Thai variety)and worry..Guess I am not on the path to Yogic deliverance..:))
RS,Worrying is a futile activity in itself. Despite knowing that no solution to the actual problem may exist, most of us look for the soothing palliative of comforting words...
Mythili,welcome here.PB,amaam, unga Abirami-oda pesi pesiye office-la time waste panreengalame..Unga boss enakku phone panni sonnaar..:)
Anonymous,I am spellbound by your verbal rhapsody! If indeed I've been instrumental in helping you look at yourself, I am glad..:)
y r u so worried abt worrying.. Forget it
May be because there is no one to soothe, there is a better chance for self-healing by asking questions/writing poems such as 'is worrying even meaningful' etc...:).KP.
whoa ! KP, are you reading my mind or somethin ? i was gonna say exactly that man... subha, probably the best medicine for worry is calm introspection...which some people prefer to call prayer.. I believe in that.. :)
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