It's all over me and inside me, From the uppermost layers of dead cells of my skin, To the innermost dark caves of my soul, From birth to till this age, All those fingerprints had mademe, And moulded me.
The tapping hands on my back when I was born to make me breath, The soothing ones when I cried, The loving touch of my mother and father, And the caring ones of my beloved grandparents.
The naughty ones of my little brother who pulled my hair during fights, Teachers who gave their blessings on my head, The friends who loved to hold my hands and hug, And the family next-door who gave me food when my parents were not at home.
The touch of a person who I loved the most, The words of the same which made prints on my heart and soul, The people who disgraced me for who I'm, The hands which tore me inside out.
The little fingers which aroused all my motherly instincts, To love and to care without any conditions, To be strong against all the evils when it's needed, To find happiness and be hopeful about the future.
The person who left me hanging on the thread, The people who ruined everything what was left, The hands which shattered everything one after another, To destroy my life and to crush my spirit.
All those fingerprints in my life, Taught me how to be a human, To be brave and vulnerable at the same time, To be positive when I find negativity all outside, To smile and be kind to someone who is being unkind.
While fluttering around, Beautiful with vibrant colored wings, I captured your attention, And I saw that you were totally in awe of my beauty! Where is your attention? Is it on my wings? I'm not just that, Those wings are the signs of my success, From hardship and darkness, And I'm proud of them. But, I'm more than that. Once I was a caterpillar, Just like any other worms I used to crawl, To fill my belly, And I ate, I ate so much that one day I couldn'tmove.
I was not able to take a single step and I lost my appetite, No one cared about me, So, I found shelter in darkness, Left alone to die, I covered myself so that no one could ever see me. I spent several days in despair with no light in my life, But, that was not the end, I transformed that I could no longer stay in the cage, That I made myself for me. Now, I'm free, I'm humble and I'm strong, Not just beautiful, So, where is your attention? Is it on my wings? -JMJ
Sitting in my comfortable couch, Trying to get a solutionfor my boredom, I changed channels from one to another, That's when,I heard shrieking from men and women, From a land far away. Carrying there children in their hands, They are rushing to get all the help they can have, Those children have deep holloweyes, And with just skin and bones, We can count the ribs that they have got.
While the governments are busy to show off their political strength and power, Parents are selling children to satiate their hunger, They go door to door to ask if anyone needs a child, So that they can find some money to feed another child. Mothers are helpless Fathers are hopeless, Public is clueless, Governments show no remorse as if they are guiltless, And me, writing a poem on it is pointless! Unless, We satisfy those hungry eyes and stomach with love and food regardless, Of age,caste,creed,color, nationality, religion or sex. -JMJ
I'm swinging up and down, Not knowing what is coming along, As I go up, I see the most beautiful sight, And when I'm down I watch the lava flowing inside. At one point I have the heaven, An angel standing beside me, Telling the truth, separating the right from the wrong, Guiding the way, showing the perfect path for my journey. Then, suddenly I'm in hell, Fighting with my demons, Burning myself in the fire, Where temptations are crawling around me, And every inch of my body and mind is tired of struggling with the strongest evil that I have ever known.
I'm swinging up and down, Not knowing where I belong, The harder I push myself to be in a place where I can hear melodious song, To make peace with my past, Longing for the serendipity that other people have known, The deeper I plunge into an ocean of darkness, Into the void where I was left alone, Trying to get a grasp on my life, for one breath. I'm swinging up and down, Not knowing if I should carry on. -JMJ
It was so wonderful to have you in my hands, That I jumped in excitement like a kid, I hugged and praised all your colourful features, And my heart swelled with pride because I knew that you belonged to me. When the wind came, you started to flutter, And I knew that you wanted to fly high in the sky, So, I carefully chose the string to tie it with you, Then ran towards the highest peak that I ever knew.
I looked for the wind directions to help you with your flight, And slowly detached myself from you for your wish to come true, When I saw your happiness I had to cut the string that attached you with me, To let you go,to see you roam freely. But, when the wind settles and you find that there is not even a breeze, To keep you motivated with your flight, Find your way back home, And I will be waiting with the perfect string to launch you back in the sky. -JMJ
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As years pass by, I wonder if would ever see anyone to whom I said goodbye, All my friends from my childhood, And the people who lived in my neighborhood.
The teachers who taught me the right from wrong, My first crush with whom I never got along, The people who encouraged me to dance and paint, The grandma next door who told the story of a saint.
As years pass by, I wonder to how many people I have said goodbye, The people who once I thought that I could not live without, Now, sometimes I think what was that about?
As years pass by, I wonder how fast the time flies by, If I could ever walk back my life, I would never miss a chance to say a proper goodbye even though we had a strife. -JMJ
If you think that your time is gone to change your attitude, job or profession, then have a look at this rose. It is a late bloomer and yet so beautiful and elegant.
It’s not about ‘when’ that matters, it’s aboutrecognizing and accepting your talents and capabilities at your own pace. It’s about defining yourself who you really are, no matter the circumstances.
There are so many examples of extraordinary and successful late bloomers in the world.
An Indian actor, Paran Bandopadhyay, a retired government job employee started his acting career in television and films at the age of sixty.
Vincent van Gogh, a Dutch painter became one of the most famous and influential figures in the history of Western art after his death.
Colonel Harland David Sanders, an American businessman, who began his franchise, Kentucky Fried Chicken (KFC) in his sixties.
Oscar Swahn, a Swedish marksman won Olympic gold medals when he was 60 and 64.
MarjorieRice, an amateur mathematician who had no formal education in mathematics after high school, began studying tessellations at the age of 51 or 52.
If you ask me about one of my personal favorites among late bloomersthen it’sBoman Irani, the man who made his big break in Bollywoodat 44 years of age and is known for his versatility and talent.
So, do you still believe that you are too late to improve your skills or to dust off your talents? Have faith in yourself and take a leap.. Let yourself bloom…
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As Autumn comes in it's full glory, I see all the colors from my gallery, Getting ready for the cold winter nights, Trees are preparing themselves for their annual fights. While the green leaves are turning themselves into yellow,orange,purple and red, I wonder what is going inside their heart as they are going to shed, Are they ready to let go of their mates, Or just accepting what is written in their fates? While they are having their internal conflicts, What others can see are just those beautiful sights, Where the colors of their lives comes alive in front ofour eyes, And all we can do is admire their beauty and sacrifice. -JMJ
Is there a way to find out, What is inside your heart? Is it the feeling of happiness of loving someone? Or a feeling of pride of owning someone? Is there a way to find out, What your intentions are? Is it to bring out the best in someone? Or to tarnish by spilling out the the secrets of your trusted ones? Is there a way to find out, Who you really are? Is that the big smile on your face is honest? Or just a lie to hide your poisonous mind which is dishonest? Is there a way to find out, While I'm standing on this crossroad, To run towards you with all the love in my heart, Or to run away as fast I can with my life in my hand? -JMJ
A Life's Journey 