NOT SO TINY

I thought it would be easy,
A walk in the park,
So I may say,
But I am lost in the dark,
Desperate for anything,
To cling on to.
Not planning on abandoning,
The whole mission hitherto,
For I am hopeful,
My wish will come to pass,
A wish that haunts my mind,
Because the thoughts,
Never cease to flood,
Overwhelm and get me all worried,
Afraid to mess things up;
With each day that goes by,
I feel torn apart,
The proclaimed hope diminishing,
The strength out of reach,
But a tiny part of me,
Holds on courageously,
An absolute reason,
To fight for my desire,
Yet the odds are against it;
Its tiny but will suffice, 
Seemingly,
My only inspiration,
Not so tiny after all!

A NIGHT'S WISH

Thought I should share this poem: Someone had me inspired on such a night and I had to write these words down:

The night is gradually faltering,
And the thoughts,
On my mind slowly diminish,
Cultivating a cool atmosphere,
For sleep to overpower me,
Inevitably, waiting the dawn of a new day.
The muted light escaping into the room,
Stops my mind,
From wandering away to utopia,
I start imagining the beauty of the sky,
Studded with sparkling stars-
For a moment, 
I envy their content way of existence,
A presumption made by watching them glitter;
An urge to catch a glimpse,
Of the tranquil and idyllic  night awakens,
Apace, but carefully,
I head for the window,
Surprisingly, the conspicuous moon is in view-
So enormous and ravishing;
Unexpectedly, I descry, 
A scud of dark clouds fast approaching,
An augury that rain is on the horizon,
I savor the spectacular sight,
Which purely purge the sadness,
From my heart,
Softly as the bright sky,
Disappears in the shadows,
I utter a wish;
My night's wish...
'If only I could feel the sky with my bare hands'

GREAT BOON COMPANION (PART 2)

It strikes,
When least expected,
Either when bereft of hope,
Or troubled by mistakes,
Precipitously, creating a twist,
On how we perceive life,
Forming an in-rush,
Of new ideas,
Bound to change,
One's emotional,
Plus psychological well-being,
Leading to rise,
Of a convivial atmosphere,
Which leads to the attainment of success,
As well as,
A panoply of mixed emotions,
Destitute of negative,
Chiefly, disquieting actions;
A tranquility,
That lasts in perpetuity,
Just like, 
Great boon companions,
Who resonate our,
Faces with smiles.

GREAT BOON COMPANION (PART 1)

We get to meet people who change our lives. In some way, they also get to inspire us. This is a poem to show some appreciation to such people:


In a life,
We desire so many things,
Weird, impossible and unknown,
Hoping,
To grasp them someday,
Unfortunately, not many live,
To see everything,
Fall into place,
Some relinquish,
While others,
Opt for change-
However, there is one thing,
Which leaves us unflinching,
Motivated and enthusiastic-
The catalyst for joy,
Also, the ascent to success.
Giving one the will and power,
To triumph over any,
Hindering obstacle,
Find a lasting solution,
To any incubus,
While ensuring,
One is incessantly sparky,
Far from loneliness incarceration,
That often,
Hover around us,
Diminishing the only strength,
Left within our hearts.

REPLENISHMENT OF HAPPINESS

Our lives take a twist,
When least expected,
Leaving a permanent mark,
That's hard to erase,
Acting as a remembrance,
Of our fortune and misfortune;
It's always positive or negative,
Either happiness or sadness,
For as much as we try,
We can never choose,
An option,
That suits us best,
To enclose,
The situations,
We find ourselves in.
All this make one,
Virulent about life;
Due to the villainous,
Experiences encountered,
But also,
Ensure our faces are aglow,
With a demure smile,
Garnered from the joy,
That entangles our paths;
Though sometimes,
It doesn't last long,
It does pep one up,
Relieving the pain,
Of the past disappointments,
Gotten from inconsiderate people,
Who with no time,
Become an eroded memory,
While their actions blur,
Impairing their power,
To spasmodically,
Blight and disrupt our lives.