POEMS

Time Waits Only In Dreams

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Another day is over
A new one has begun
But time has no beginning
And no end except for us
It camouflages its passing
With changes in seasons
As if to mark its path
With memories of how we were
Our joys and sorrows
Framed in stills of time
While time itself whizzed on

Time gives us what it can
Junctions at which we have to pause,
To reflect, rest and to take off again.
As if to draw us to chase after it
To try and recover our lost illusions
But time has no time to wait on our whims
Day follows night, day and night and day and
Light follows dark, light and dark and light and
Our senses try to adjust
To events as they unfold
But time does us no favours
It leaves us trying to unravel the present
While gazing at a past we can’t seem to let go of

Before we know we are done
Time speeds ahead, not a minute to spare
While we rest and play and work,
And some sleep and some even die
Time does not even stop to blink
It marches on untouched by our human drama
Summer, winter, autumn, spring
Simply loops on which time cycles
Riding on in its pomp in mockery of human frailty
Moving upwards in spirals of motion
Unperturbed by our emotions
Un-delayed by history, it marches on
Never to repeat the cycle of today
It heads for tomorrow at break neck speed
And we chase after never catching up

Time is resolute in its commitment
To move forward come what may
It does not hold on to events that trip us
No matter how gruesome or glorious they may seem
While people mourn the passing of a great one,
And historians record other milestones
The new dawn greets us with the cry of a new born
Another doomed to chase after time
Time does its work with certain conviction
And so must we from one day to the next

So no matter how hard today may have been
We must remember tomorrow is on its way
So we prepare to say bye to the now
Making each ticking second worth our while
Whether we choose to rest, play or work
The choice is ours, now is a gift soon passing on
Intangible memories are ours to keep
While we strive to keep in step with time
Today’s events hide the beginnings
Of a new day that will soon pass too
It’s no use being in a hurry
Or else you’ll miss life which is for living
And still not catch up with time anyway
It’s no use withdrawing from the race either
Life is still the time we spend in living

The time you are given is gone when it is gone
Time is on the move, it waits for no one
It has a journey it must complete
And so do you
This is your time, right now is yours
But never forget that with or without you
Time moves on
You can choose to dance or give up and cry
And still Time moves on

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Inspirational Snippet #15 – Smile

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Smiling does not cost a dime. It is a valid announcement that yesterday has not left you defeated.

You are in control of the day if you set its agenda and make it give you what you want out of it. The day is in control of itself and of you if you let the disappointments and hardships of yesterday continue to weigh heavily on your mind so that it distorts your organising processes through the lethargy, worry, stress, anxiety and hopelessness it leaves in its wake.

Today is a brand new day. It can give to you what yesterday never did and it can be a leverage for a better tomorrow. Time and tide waits for no one. Every minute that passes is a loss you cannot recoup after the fact so live fully in each minute of this day. Smile at the day, it will smile back at you. That’s just the way it is.

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Inspirational Snippets #7 – Take Action

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Have you ever met a dreamer? Someone full of hope and optimism for what tomorrow holds for them? They are inspirational aren’t they? But even more inspirational is the dreamer who can show you what they are actually doing today to make their dreams for tomorrow a reality. A dream without action is nothing more than building castles in the air. Castles never to be occupied. Crowns never to be won. There is no magic formula. No pain today, no gain tomorrow. No story, no glory. No labour, no favour. Get up! Take action. Every little effort matters. Little drops of water make a mighty ocean.

POEMS

Get Off The Grass

  

 

Everyone is looking around

For the best green fields of life

Don’t want no hard grounds

Too much toil for the hands

 

Everyone has their own field

Yours may not be as green

It may not look as fresh

But still it is your field

 

Don’t reject your own

By actions you do not take

Do not leave it untended

While admiring other’s harvest

 

Don’t waste your buried seeds

When they’re still within your grounds

Although your field looks ragged

It holds your future harvest

 

Your breakthrough is in your field

A field yet to be tended and dressed

Your harvest will be yours to keep

If you take the time to dress your field.

 

Watch over it with care

Water those buried seeds

Don’t let the thorns grow wild

Don’t let the walls break in

 

Standing, looking longingly

At other’s well manicured lawns

Attempting to find a way in

To what is not really yours

To reap where others have sowed

Is a display of wanton foolishness

 

Even you must surely know

The harvest of that field

In whole belongs to its owner

And If by chance he shares

Even if she is so giving

It will never amount to your own one

 

So hear it loud and very clear

As I shout these words of wisdom

To jolt you back to reality

Get off that green grass now!

It looks good but it’s not yours

Your own fields are still unkempt

Go spend sometime over there

 

Be wise, don’t misuse your drive

Getting busy on other fields

Looking for those greener pastures

While yours still overgrows its bounds

Where thorns and nettles abound unaided

A tangled untouched messy mess

One you are afraid to start to tackle

 

Get off that green grass right now!

It will simply lull you to sleep

Satisfied with a meagre wage

Which for now is more than enough

It will wreck you for your future

 

First get your own harvest

Then you can name your price

Others will willingly pay with their time

To stand with you on your green grass

To share in your harvest  if you will

Just get of that grass, Go till your own