2013 to 2014

It began in the very first
Few days from the start
With but a simple missed call,
She found her way in.

Half a dozen days later,
Came a day when I,
Found love in a heart
A beautiful mind, a passionate soul.



Months passed, and events too
Some were good, others blue
But in all the darkness
She was a friendly guide.

Then one day it happened,
Like a black storm in heaven,
That ripped us miles apart,
Till today, we've stayed that way.

In the midst of the storm,
I found the strength
To soar over the tempest
To glide alongside the eagle.

Reached heights never touched,
Seen sights rarely seen
But for the hard work they've done
I'd never be who I am today.

Rock bottom, then I hit
In the darkest day of despair,
He came to me,
A true friend in need.

I found happiness and joy
A newfound feeling of fellowship
In Him we found a common refuge
This very month, He came to save me.

In all, it's been the best
Year I've seen all along
All these ups and downs show
I am me, and I, am alive.

You've been very eventful, very 'happening'
I love you for what you've shown,
Lessons you've taught
I thank you for the people you've brought
and memories you've wrought.
With this 2013, I bid thee, Farewell.

And 2014,
I am in the fire,
I am burning,
I am now weak,
but I, am ready.


Wishing you all a very happy, prosperous, eventful and joy-filled year ahead.
Nighthawk

                         

Beauty

'A thing of beauty is a joy forever.'

John Keats

True beauty radiates from within. And it spread outwards. In everything that the person did, beauty was seen. She was one of the kind. Beauty overflowed from her, so much so, that there never has been anything to compare her to. Like precious metals and gems that come out manyfold stronger and brighter, she had been through so much that no other woman should ever have to endure.

Yet, unlike the countless others who have been brought down by life's cruel tricks, she found a way to use it to fuel the fire that blazes within her. A fire so very gentle, that it was very often mistaken for just embers left behind after a bonfire, was in reality a steady burning flame, that even the strongest of storms failed to douse. She found inspiration within herself, as she trusted no one. Every time she did, they showed her a reason not to. So now she realizes that for her sake, she must live life like nothing had ever happened, to walk with her head held high, to show the world that she would never give up. She would remain a fighter.

A glance at her radiant face revealed hardly anything to the casual bystander. To those she considered friends, knowing her was an honor, because although gentle, kind and outgoing, she kept acquaintances at a distance. She lived in the fortress she's built ground up, brick by brick. Forged in the fire of her heart and cooled by the tears that flow in the dark of the night, there was but a humble entrance into her being.

She let a few persons in, people she'd known for ages. She alone made the decision to bring them in, and treated them the way a true queen treats her people, with unmatched love, devotion and kindness. And being the ideal queen, she gave them free will. They could leave as they pleased, but one thing she made very clear, once they left the intricate pathways within her fortress, they would never be let back in, to her private sanctum. Yes, she would forgive them over and over and over, yet she remembered everything that had been said and done.

She is the woman the world looked up to, for a model.But, unknown to them, she walked amongst them, hidden in plain sight.

In the words of Johnny Depp,

'She's kind of a walking poem, she's this perfect beauty.. but at the same time very deep, very smart.'

A cold winter poem

This cool December night
Where tinsel and stars shine bright
Lost in a wave of affection,
Families and friends exchange greetings.

The grin on the child's face is contagious
It spreads from one to the other
As he rips apart the wrapping
In delight, he jumps.

Not a care in the world
Not a thing to worry
Daddy and mummy are there
They've always got him.

Surrounded by hugs, I can't help
The emotions that come running out
I watch the infant in the manger
And unnoticed, a single tear slips by.

It's a time of joy and merriness
but it's just not so without you
I'd walk with you this winter's night
In the merry Christmas light.

A few Christmases away
There awaits a single day
We'll come from afar
From when on, as one we stay.

Friends

Tall, short, skinny and curvy

One sleeps too much, while another, hardly ever.

Serious, funny, gentle kings and queens of drama

Friendship knows no bias.

They come in like the breeze

Never know how or where from

One thing is for sure

When you need them, they'll be there.

There exist no boundaries

To how far you'd go with them.

They'll cuss with unimaginable things

From unforgivable swears to a simple 'butthead'.

Even with all this, you know

They've got your back.

In all the nonsense you go through

There's always advice with your friends.

Your friends define the person

Others see yourself to be

Look at them, you'll see

Who you are, and what you'll be.

Ineffable

In this very moment
Lost in the ecstasy
Drowned in a memory
Written amongst the stars.

To perceive such beauty
To know unquestioned devotion
To experience unshakable love
That's love in life.

Feeling these feelings
Thinking these thoughts
Remembering these memories
Despite what's said,
They're ineffable.

Rebel

In a world made by strangers
She lives in one that's hers
Though at night tears may fall
She'd rather die, than let it show.

Everyday is a new day
The dawn of a new life
Nothing from the yesterday
Will keep her from today.

She'll take tomorrow
What it brings, when it comes
The pain she's been through
Gives her strength, to face it all.

In her is a goddess
Made from solid steel
Sculpted by hands,that are her own
She is her sculptor, but denies it.

When everything's dark and bleak
She needs a little spark
To ignite the blazing fire
That further strengthen her passionate soul.

She speaks what she feels
She feels what she is
She is what she says
She, is a true rebel.

Sanity

Head touching the ground,

Feet up in the air

I'm on the couch

I think I've lost my sanity.

Running where people wouldn't walk

Talking where not a word is said

Being places I really shouldn't

Guess I've found insanity.

Where it's no, I see yes

Where it's push, I see pull

Where it's go, i see stop

I think I've definitely lost it.

I used to think I was a rebel

One thing's for sure

I do what others don't

Yup! It's definitely gone.

Where could it be?

Who might have it?

I now realize, how could I

Lose something that was never mine?