Impulsivity..
a bit of spontaneity,
an act of emotion,
seeking of freedom.
Dry and monotonous,
my life on stasis,
everyday is same,
an unease in calmness....
a little spark of excitement,
or some thrills or adventure,
that we read in stories,
exposures of the characters.
Its a rarity..
to see something new,
or its my indecisiveness,
letting these worries grew.
I have a lot,
yet asks for more..
to feel more alive,
life points, I want to score.
Not to be hasty,
a planning is needed,
but does it brings the charms,
of something sudden or unexpected?
a little change in perspective,
may be all I need,
a little push to my back,
or a companion for courage.
Sometimes I do wonder,
what if, I break these chains,
winding my mental restrains,
to break out, to be free,
of fears of uncertainties,
but it feels insane!
Impulsivity it is,
that appeals my heart,
instinctive, passionate,
to pursue the real joy,
being passionate or emotional,
not calculative of actions,
and then may be...
find my true happiness!!
The sand of time,
that slowly moves,
but definitely moves,
forward and ahead....
even if we realize or not.
The memories of the past,
that come and go..
be it good or bad,
like waves of the sea,
invoking emotions in our heart.
but there are routines,
be it social responsibility,
or our daily activities,
driven by own desires,
making us lost in the moment.
Still, the time will move,
as the clock is ticking,
the gears are moving,
and when it gets our attention..
we are only helpless spectator.
we have our regrets,
the dread of coming fate,
the days wasted,
and things we could have done,
if given more time.
So came the thoughts,
as I watched the hourglass,
sitting on my table,
with its glass bulbs,
supported by wooden pillars.
being present...it denotes time,
the glass bulb of infinity,
and the slow trickling,
of the sand within...
displaying the magnanimous symbolism.
A lifetime includes,
past, present and future...
but its an instant in time,
a moment in an eternity....
in this sand of time.
I am dreamy,
a little warm and fuzzy,
just sitting on the porch,
looking at the clear sky.
The breeze so cool,
caressing my hair,
and the falling leaves...
giving little peck on the cheek.
The air smells something nice,
a bit of nostalgia,
the feeling of floating,
a complete relaxation !!
As a complete submission,
to the nature and the life,
no worries or worldly thoughts,
in my clear mind.
emptiness can be scary,
and loneliness be painful,
but today its welcoming,
like a mother to the baby.
These days of uneventful,
no responsibilities or activities,
just a temporary pause..
and then will come routine lifestyle.
but now I don't mind,
I can be carefree...
and appreciate the beauties,
charm of the small things...surrounding me.
Thus I wondered,
with a pleasant surprise,
sitting on the porch.....
on such a dreamy day.
