As vague thoughts meander along Quaint contours construing our lives Whistling past our intricacies Jolting us to where we belong… We are vagabonds, here to bond, Till we halt amid the wild throng And leave them with some memories; As vague thoughts meander along…
Journeys set on mysterious pathways Decided by our choices all the way To reach a Paradise, the goal of all; Yet our choices display disparate paths Encumbered with nearly-right alternates We flounder but name a mortal who doesn’t. Though some be made right, timely forgiven, Not all grave mistakes can be forgiven. One’s choices that birthed the gravest sorrows Own it, sincerely and wholeheartedly Maybe, that’s what can be rightly done; as You stand blemished in your choicest choices. Destiny reveals one’s paths, my belief; Do remember to celebrate each step!!!
Ancestors, veiled beyond time, Yet a part of them alive, In prayers and remembrances, by those of us who believe. Seeking their blessings, accepting their graces, I feel magic sparkling between the past and present. As we cherish the goodness of our heritage, In the warmth of friends and family… May we remember with warmth, love and respect The past that brought us our present to an even better future.
It’s amusing as I ruminate on a past long gone, As things are almost the same even decades later. Similarities and differences differentiating pals A slight regret that I never pondered much then. For when they felt my favourites were not theirs, Didn’t I also feel they were different as they felt I was? So, why didn’t them or I just accept our differences? Instead, we drifted apart, far as strangers Ignoring our similarities, accentuating our differences. In the struggle to fit into an accepted normalcy Conditioned and appraised through ages by the choicest; I, somehow felt that I am an oddity, Did they feel the same about themselves? I would never know. Now, as I regretfully contemplate, a thought lingers… In this normalcy drama engulfing us, Aren’t we similar in our differences?