Experience: A comb, Nature gives Us when we are Bald!!!!!

“Men are wise in proportion, not to their experience, but to their capacity for experience.” G.B  Shaw

There are few things in world which always leave you richer. One of such things is Experience. Experience is earned the hard way through our mistakes and failures. Life’s vicissitudes may seem tormenting at times. Life is often criss-crossed with failures and success; an opalescent potpourri of happiness and pain. Buffeting of fortune and failures may often unleash pessimism and lack of will to pursue any further. We may even be disheartened and may give in. But failures are Nature’s way of teaching things. It’s only human not to appreciate this at a present situation. Though i bet many of us (including me) may laugh at our own mistakes in retrospect. Our mistakes and acts of stupidity may bring a smile on our face when we think about them in leisure. Experience can only be derived if we learn from our mistakes; only if we think about our failures and try to improve upon them. Only then can it be said Experience makes us richer all the more every time. If you will call your troubles experiences, and remember that every experience develops some latent force within you, you will grow vigorous and happy, however adverse your circumstances may seem to be.

 

Sleep

O soft embalmer of the still midnight
Shutting, with careful fingers and benign
Our gloom-pleased eyes, embowered from the light
Shaded in forgetfulness divine
O soothest Sleep! if so it please you, close
In midst of your hymn my willing eyes
Sneaking past all weariness on airy toes
Halo my pillow where my head lies
Save me from curious Conscience, that still lords
Its strength for darkness, burrowing like a mole
Turn the key deftly in the oiled wards
And seal the hushed Casket of my Soul !!!

To Mother

When by my solitary hearth I sit
And hateful thoughts enwrap my soul in gloom
When no fair dreams before my mind’s eye flit
And the bare heath of life presents no bloom
O mother, ethereal balm upon me shed
And wave your silver pinions over my head.

Whenever the fate of those I hold most dear
Tells to my fearful heart a tale of sorrow
O sweetest mother , my morbid fancy cheer
Let me awhile your sweetest comforts borrow
Your heaven-born radiance around me shed
And wave your silver pinions o’er my head.

Should ever with unhappiness my bosom pain
From cruel love, or a bitter affair
O let me think it is only quite in vain
To shed tears in the midnight air!
O mother, your sweet love upon me shed
And endow your sweet caresses over my head.

Missing You

My heart aches within from missing you
My lips long for the feel of kissing you
All I need is to gently touch your skin
To look into your eyes and see deep within
Just to look upon your face
Just one little touch
From the one I love so much

If I could gaze upon your smile
For just a little while
To know that you miss me too
As I am thinking of you
Every little kiss from you
Was like a dream come true
This love that I have in my heart
It all belongs to you

It’s funny, all those little things
I never thought I would miss
Like all those conversations we had
Or the first time we kissed
I guess that what I am trying to say
Is I miss and love you more each day!
It hurts me not to see you
Or not to know if you are ok.

We can never part
You know it from the very start
The tenderness I feel from your loving heart
We go together like a horse & a cart
Sweet memories to hold forever
Etched in my mind, never to sever
No matter how many miles do us apart
My love, you will always dwell deep in my heart!!!

HOPE

Emotional storm that buffeting of fortune brings
Leaves us in pain and so crestfallen
Despondence and fear shrouds our thoughts
And heart quails at every difficulty brought
With its ploys and vicissitudes
At times life seems so rude and unjust

But a thing we mortals are endowed with
In a narrow niche in our hearts reside
A divine, a golden bliss called HOPE
Hidden yet easy to find, but at times needs some grope
With hope we can scale obstacles high
Hope indeed is a precious thing!

In guttering flames of a lamp
In the unfathomable depths of the sea
At the core of a seed that grows
And in the little wings of the sparrows
In the doughty currents of a stream
Resides this mighty HOPE

Every heart has this innate HOPE
That gives us courage in difficulties to cope
So why not persevere and seamlessly try
For this beautiful thing called HOPE shall never die!

Love to Live

Life is so short
And things so many to do
Ever dwindling like sands of time
So much to achieve, so less to lose
A lot to explore & so far to travel
About self to know and lots to feel
Joys to garner and sorrows to heal

Life at times seem so bright
But most of the times full of blight
But it’s us to take the blame
Joys are killed with craving for more
When come difficult times
We linger it with worries and gripes
We can’t add a moment to our happiness
But to sorrows teach to stay

In solitude we find loneliness
And sorrows in our happiness
Why not love to live each day
Grumble less and smile more
Row our boats in life’s breeze
And drink the cup of life to its lees!!!

Jouney of a Drop

I trickle down from a soaked cloud
My birth heralded by thunders loud
Falling freely, riding the wind
Gathering my mass, round and rotund
Here begins my downward journey
Accompanied by drops so many

Shimmering in the golden sunlight
I scatter the colours bright
Sometimes I form a rainbow
Iridescent and with hues which glow
Cooling the wind and stealing sun’s heat
I make the climate cool and so sweet

Blown by the wind, I ramble in the sky
To many places and dark lands I fly
Barren deserts die for my touch
Rivers wail that they don’t get much
Forests wish for my soothing feel
Drooping fields want their wounds to heal

At times I seep in grounds deep
Sometimes I run down the slopes steep
I am lost in the thirsty sand
Or trapped in pools deep inland
I quench the thirst of men and beasts
Or run in the veins of the trees

Standing alone I am so vulnerable
My shape and form easily mutable
Strong winds blow me astray
Sun’s heat can wipe me away
But when with other drops I coalesce
My existence lingers with an ease

We form a stream with currents strong
Cutting through the land, meet rivers long
Threading my way through all obstacles
I finally empty into the ocean
Lifted into the ethereal clouds again
I complete my journey from where it began!!!