Little things matter 🌼
Do you see me?
Standing on the side,
Without any movements.
May be I'm just a pole,
With a bulb on my head.
With no special traits to attract,
But to just give all the light that I can.
When you struggle in darkness,
To show you the way,to avoid any harm.
So the next time you pass by,
At the very least, can you acknowledge my existence?
Do you see me now?
-JMJ
Sitting in my comfortable couch,
Trying to get a solution for 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 hollow eyes,
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
She saw herself in a castle surrounded by all the courtiers. In the mirror, which was placed right in the centre of her bedroom, she found out that she was the princess. They asked her to leave the place as it was too risky to stay there. It was a fight or flight situation and she was a fighter. She would never leave anyone behind.
Knowing her very well, one of her advisor handed her an egg. She gave him a perplexed look. What was this all about? He told her that the enemies had already reached the gate and she should protect that egg from any harm. That was her duty towards the kingdom.
So,she ran as fast as she could keeping that egg safely in one hand and holding the sword in another. While running, she developed an attachment towards that egg as if it was something which belonged to her. It gave her a purpose to live and fight with the enemies with all her courage and strength.
In that dark night, where the moon also forgot to show herself, princess ran towards the battlement to reach the tower. She tripped on something and the egg fell from her hand. She screamed out of fear and pain. While falling from the height, the egg cracked and she saw a beautiful baby. A human baby from an egg!!!
It was quarter to four in the morning. When I had woken up from the sleep all panicked and worried, I found myself all wet in my sweat after a terrible fight in the dream. Correction… Nightmare!
I still don’t understand why on the earth I was protecting an egg and why would a human baby hatch from it!! Any explanation or suggestions are welcomed.
Please leave your comments on the post as I would really love to read them.
When the night falls,
Sun leaves you and the darkness starts to fill your eyeballs,
When you stumble on every rock on your way,
All alone on a road in a land far far away,
When all you can hear are the screams of stillness,
And you find signs of increasing frailness,
Open your eyes and look in the sky,
As the moon and stars are not saying you goodbye,
Feel the ground,
And walk as if you own the land,
Listen to the sound of wind in the trees,
The music of the rustling leaves,
Settle your nerves,
Because you are a part of this powerful universe.
-JMJ
With a flawless skin which has no sign of aging,
And dark long hair which can be really engaging,
Deep blue eyes which has an ocean inside,
Anyone would love to dive in without knowing what is inside,
She has a perfect smile that can lit up the sky,
But with a dark heart reflecting all the evils under the sky.
Other one is an epitome of ugliness that's how the world see,
With no facial features or perfect teeth,
People love to swipe quickly as her picture comes on screen,
But her acts of kindnesses are always honoured behind the screen.
Her eyes are doves symbolizing peace and love,
And hands so warm that can calm any storm with a touch or a hug,
She is a free spirit woman who you can never tame,
So, if I want to define beauty what it would be?
-JMJ
Do you feel like sometimes whatever you do to make things right it’s not enough? You try and keep on trying to make other people’s life easier and happier but ultimately, you get blamed for the things that you never did.
You feel like everyone’s fingers are pointing on you and you don’t even know why? People take advantage of your silence because you don’t want to hurt others by telling the truth. Every morning you get up hoping that it would be a good day and try to be positive but you overhear people saying lies about you and spreading gossips.
You feel like to shout on top of your voice saying to the whole world that you are innocent but all you can do is swallow your words and take shelter in the dark corner of a room. You feel like you are walking on the eggshells.
Do you feel like even if you are honest about each and everything, everyone will make you a liar because that is what they want for their reputation and benefits? Have you ever felt how cold the world can be?
Yesterday, while walking back from work I was able to capture this beautiful sight on my phone. What a sight!
The light of the Moon reminds us that when we share the light of others, we shine in our own unique way.
Suzy Davies
There was something about the moon. The way it reminded me of the hope I sometimes clung to. A sliver of light in all that darkness.
Michelle Chamberland
Perhaps everything can be solved by a walk in moonlight.
Marty Rubin
I slept under the moonlight and set my soul free, caged within jars like fireflies.
Prajakta Mhadnak
Something strange happened today,
I got a smile for the rest of the day,
We met a charming lady on our way to the shop,
While I was rushing through and said my girl to chop chop.
This woman at an elderly age,
Was sitting on a wheelchair and looked like a sage,
She waved,smiled and gave my child a shake hand,
It gave me a feeling like someone has already planned,
To meet a stranger and to make my day,
I would love to meet a stranger like her everyday.
-JMJ
When you are physically and mentally tired and all you need is something that can lift you up, what will you choose?
What I do is, I search for my pencils and when I find them, then it’s sketch time. So, here is my sketch today.
Hope you will like it.
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
A Life's Journey 