Shadows..



Light was her companion,
Shadows her playmates,
Born with a heart of gold,
The kid was always full of hope.
Taking her little fingers out,
She made shapes of butterfly and goat,
Laughing at all her creations,
She never thought that she would face a retaliation.
Growing up she made jokes on all the shadow creatures that she made,
Making stories for her play,
She directed them how to move,
And was proud to write their screenplays.


Situations changed,
The kid grew up to become a fine young woman,
She never remembered her little friends,
And forgot about all the plays that she made for them.
Now,the light she loved became dimmer day by day,
Atlast,to find herself all alone in a dark way,
Scared to death,
She tried to find back her shadow friends.


All in a vain,
Not knowing about the darkness that she was in,
"Where are you all? I'm afraid, please come back", she screamed,
But, things were going to unfold in a way that she never would have thought or could have dreamed.
In darkness, her friends started to show their true colours,
Even her own shadow disappeared leaving her distressed,
All other ones played a different game with her,
This time, they wrote a screenplay for her.
-JMJ

Fingerprints…


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 made me,
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.

-JMJ

Do you feel?

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?

Under The Moonlight

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

You Are Strong…


When the whole world stops,
And there is nothing to hope,
You give your smile,
To convince me that all is well,
Oh baby! You are strong.
When my heart starts to bleed,
And it gets hard for me to breathe,
Then you hug me and kiss me to calm my mind,
I see the resilience in your eyes,
Oh baby! You are strong.
When it gets hard to take another step,
All I see are the walls and there is no way to escape,
You take my hand to go for a walk,
And show me a world beyond those walls,
Oh my baby! You are strong.
-JMJ

When someone rocks your boat…

When someone rocks your boat,
And there is nothing that you can do about,
Calm your body and mind,
But stand tall and keep this in mind,
That even a storm can't touch a tree,
With roots so strong and deep caused by all those hardships on the tree.
When someone rocks your boat,
And blames for something you knew nothing about,
Calm your body and mind,
Fly high and keep this in mind,
That dark clouds can't stop an eagle,
When it's soars high in the sky,
Believing just on its wings it flies high above those clouds in the sky.
When someone rocks your boat,
All you have to do about,
Is to keep holding on to the oars,
And to believe in yourself to row your boat with those oars.
-JMJ

The Remorse


I saw a girl down the street,
A toddler who loved a treat,
With an innocent smile she wandered around,
From one place to another as she didn't remember where she was found.
With a plastic carry bag on her hand,
She was following the big girl who was in command,
Picking up the litters to buy some food,
But I'm sure it was no good.
I walked past her in a hurry to get my bus,
Thinking that I would get another chance and no need of a fuss,
Doing the same thing the whole week,
Finally I found sometime for the weak.
Waiting for her with a bag in my hand,
I never thought that I would be so late to understand,
That reaching out to others is never a waste of time,
Now, all I got is a feeling of remorse that I was not there for her on time.
-JMJ