Active relaxation

Active relaxation, beyond sleeping hours,

not possible, when information showers,

is it from fear, of wasting precious time,

or being occupied, in building life... 

Yet, it's important for us to assign,

as we follow, the nature's designs, 

taking moments for rest and recovery, 

through channels, that promote wellbeing. 

For, we encounter various constraints, 

in the journey, face obstacles & stress,

creating tension, in mind and body,

adversely affecting our emotional state. 

We can practice diverse techniques, 

like meditations, and deep breathing,

leisurely walks, or gentle stretching, 

they work wonders, on a tired body. 

Still, there are days, we just observe, 

lying on back, not lazy but present,

or engage in some creative endeavors, 

like reading, gardening, and artworks. 

Active relaxation, not being unproductive, 

rather consciously, engage in activities, 

which releases pressure, calms our spirit,

for a happy, and resilient living!

Hope for future generations

They were the middle generations, 

knew the hardships of ancestors, 

as they continued, with dedications,

treading on sacrifices of predecessors.

Individual rose in social ladder,

learning tricks to become better,

provide us with the foundations, 

to create life of ease and comfort. 

Yet, many have miscalculated, 

while exploiting available resources, 

giving wealth and their possessions, 

and spoil children, with assistance. 

For, those who lived in excesses,

abused the power, left damages,

falling to temptations and impulses,

destroying the functioning of society. 

From human values, to climate change, 

actions starts impacting, with consequences, 

breaking spirits, of compassionate hearts,

feeling helpless, witnessing the ruin.

Yet, dark clouds, had silver lining, 

as modernity, brought together minds,

spreading awareness, of the prevalence, 

identifying and implementing solutions. 

Civilizations have come to full circle,

treasuring, destroying, then protections,

being spearheaded, by today's youth,

having access, to relevant information. 

And each blossomed, without nurturing soil,

away from grounds, but closer to sky,

using lessons, from previous exposures,

to invest in dreams, for a secure future...

Of human being and earth together!

In wrong hands

There's a reason,

we would need guidance, 

before given assess,

to hazardous elements.

For, in wrong hands,

there are severe consequences, 

when things escalate,

into something serious. 

Since ancient times,

only the special kinds,

were trained and tested,

before considered worthy.

From disciples to masters,

they have to clear levels,

before provided the chance,

to handle required tasks. 

Yet, things have changed,

weapons are easily availed,

without scrutiny or hard work,

power bestowed upon masses.

And those without values,

fall to impulses or accidents, 

harming self and surroundings, 

through propagation of violence. 

In wrong hands,

it's like clicking time bomb, 

there's lack of accountability, 

while passing judgments. 

When undeserving are armed

it have wider ramifications,

spreading fear in the society,

challenging law enforcement. 

Overall, destroying stability,

of a nation.

Running on the tracks

Running on the tracks,

straight towards destination, 

propulsion changed with years,

from steam, diesel and electric. 

Each station, newer stage,

carried passengers, not overwhelmed, 

reached terminals on times,

being trusted for commitments. 

The horn was loud, echoing around,

passing through tunnels and crowds,

spectators joined, cheered the ride,

filled with wonder, envy and pride. 

Yet, things changed with age,

losing luster, decline in performance, 

while new generations arrived,

better features, novel designs. 

With better visibility, they would shine,

shorter stops, captivating the minds,

for experiments, not the functioning, 

values replaced, for them to rise. 

Little by little, reducing footfall,

commuters complained, getting critical,

as if using the archaic model,

which was outdated, lost relevance. 

Running on the tracks,

where rails too developed cracks,

it still worked, for given tasks,

reminiscing days, of glorious past. 

Yet, there's no noise, just silence,

for, it had lost the zeal to whistle, 

being devoted to fulfill promises,

and waiting, for better days...

Negligence

They always show the signs, 

before breaking, crumbling down

with a sense of foreboding, 

warning us of potential dangers. 

Negligence... 

We are guilty of crime,

getting complacent in daily life,

only to be faced with repercussions, 

when things take a bad turn. 

There are regulations in place,

people have shared knowledge, 

letting them make right decisions,

when presented with difficult choices. 

For, there's nothing certain in life,

changes can be gradual or sudden,

adversely impacting us & surroundings, 

leaving behind guilt and sufferings. 

We have seen many examples,

unfortunate victims facing disasters,

for the mistakes of few ignorant ones,

leaving behind lasting consequences. 

So, let's be careful in our dealings, 

have healthy awareness of surroundings, 

to be prepared, prevent the plights, 

from the effect of our negligence. 

I am not possessive

I am not possessive,

but do understand, 

there's lies concern,

beneath the words... 

Words, that stings,

hurt your feelings, 

demanding scrutiny, 

of your dealings. 

And you get defensive, 

blame me for addressing, 

each prompt, every query, 

feels like interrogation. 

You raise valid objections, 

asking to trust intentions, 

still, actions defies explanations,

letting heart grow suspicions. 

I am not possessive, 

for, you are a special person,

and I wish to never damage,

sanctity of our relations. 

If only, there was reciprocation...

The dawn arrives

The dawn arrives, with golden orb,

magnificent rise, over the horizon, 

still, the rays, are warm and gentle,

spreading gracefully, far and wide,

as skies, illuminates in reddish hues,

announcing the start of another day,

and birds, chirrup in sweet symphony,  

while activities begin, on the grounds,

every life welcomes, divine energy. 

The dawn arrives, with golden orb,

dissipate darkness, as night fades,

gradually illuminating every corner,

when ethereal rays starts to enter,

in the dwellings, and habitation,

softly whispering morning calls,

nudging us to leave dream world,

opening eyes, let the day unfolds,

with our active participation. 

The dawn arrives, with golden orb,

shaking violently, us lazy bones,

brighter & louder, increase with time,

forcing us to leave, comfort of sleep...

And appreciate the amazing glow!

Eyes of an artist

I wondered what they perceived, 

seen through eyes of an artist,

unraveling secrets as they explore, 

various elements of this world. 

For I, with amateurish tries,

could only scan and scrutinize, 

still, not reach the understanding, 

that dwells in the depth of life. 

The artists, are of special kinds,

actively utilize their blessed sights,

use the power of observations,

subtle details, brought to limelight. 

They break down given information.

into shapes, colors, values & symbols,

adding metaphors, feelings & insights, 

creating masterpieces, from borrowed lights. 

They deconstruct, interpreting reality, 

adding unique touch, adding clarity,

presenting their views, in complexities, 

that were often missed, or undermined. 

Eyes of an artist, is it innate inclinations,

or qualities, of heightened perceptions, 

being developed with consistent practice, 

or ability bestowed, by divine connection?

Endure...

Endure...

The heart that ached, 

from being unreasonably blamed,

for situations, not in our hands,

and be, victim of circumstances. 

Endure...

The twinge of guilts,

from expectations not met,

of hopes, facing the hammer,

widening cracks, waiting to shatter. 

Endure...

The hardships & obstacles, 

in the path, of desired future,

demanding compromise of values,

or sacrifice, fostering dreams. 

Endure...

The insults and criticism, 

leaving marks on self-esteem, 

becoming object of ridicules, 

in the gossips, of closed circles. 

Endure...

The fear of missing out,

when comparisons shout,

and worries, make tears stream,

from the eyes of dear ones. 

Endure...

The efforts that failed to reach,

scattered away, before I could stitch, 

my wishes onto fabrics of reality,

and offer, an ideal life.

Money intoxicates mind

There's a reason, we strive,

earn the riches, in our lives,

for the dreams, and ambitions, 

we would chase higher positions. 

We do have circumstances,

some restrict, others give chances,

our nature influences decisions, 

based on desires, and requirements. 

For, basic needs might be same,

still, individual or social expectations,

fuels our hearts, make us pursue,

professional & financial successes. 

Wealth, is the visible parameter,

bringing respect & recognition,

while pushing social comparisons,

forming a sense of self-worth. 

Yet, it comes with a price,

corrupting our heart with time,

when the intentions are strayed, 

controlled by insecurities or pride. 

And soon, we become compromised, 

when money, intoxicates our mind,

we lose sight, of things important, 

for the fleeting pleasures...

Of materialistic possessions. 

In the heat of the moment

In the heat of the moment,

we have committed many blunders,

being too invested in the front,

that we forget to pay attention,

into details of the matter. 

Emotions, they do run high,

in our fear, anger or excitement, 

demanding action, as stakes rise,

activating response, fight or flight,

without giving time to rationalize. 

In the heat of the moments,

we miss the chance to rectify,

losing opportunities in our lives,

of finding success, from endeavors, 

without stumbling, in unexpected sides. 

There are times, we are unfortunate,

when we encounter unforeseen events,

but, most decisions, can be planned,

prepare for situations in advance,

before facing, real world problems. 

In the heat of the moments,

we become slave to our impulses,

so wise one advice cautions, 

taking pauses, deliberate options,

before committing the actions.

Glass

They are brittle & fragile,

still being sought after,

for its various properties,

having profound impact, 

on human civilizations. 

In the natural places,

we discovered its uses,

when lava cooled obsidian, 

became part of ancients,

made into sharp instruments. 

For a million years we knew,

utilized primitive cutting tools,

but later developments brought,

newer functions into limelight, 

making utensils or decorations. 

But the most valuable thing, 

was its contributions in science,

changing the way we visualize, 

macroscopic to microscopic, 

elements of the universe. 

Glass, these amorphous solids,

have deeply influenced our lives,

as basis of important services,

which are visible, like our screens,

and invisible, remaining in backgrounds. 

Every rock glitters

Don't chase shiny things,

breaking stones into pieces,

for the minerals underneath, 

to be cut and polished,

into gems furnished. 

For, every rock glitters,

have their own presence,

building the foundations, 

for most lifeforms existing,

on surface, or burrowed deep. 

Yet, we mine their elements,

for precious ores embedded, 

digging, excavating, days & nights,

blasting lands with dynamite,

just to exploit resources. 

Roads opened, houses added,

building tunnels and subways,

each process adds to destructions, 

making ecosystems empty & hollow,

for artificial developments. 

Every rock glitters, 

nothing is wasted in nature,

if only we could appreciate,

let them gleam in obscurity, 

without human interventions...