The one I knew

The one I knew,

for long who grew,

into something important,

creating a space,

a tender embrace,

deep within my heart. 

The one I knew,

was like sunshine, 

illuminating my life,

flowing like fresh breeze,

blossomed into springs,

unfurling positivity. 

The one I knew,

nurtured feelings new,

into beautiful dream,

giving encouragement, 

allow vulnerable moments,

redefining my desires. 

The one I knew,

whom I valued,

changed with time,

that gentle demeanor, 

got obscured in haze,

of prior engagements. 

The one I knew,

was never true,

only glimpses of fragments,

and I wondered, 

was it just pretend, 

waiting to be replaced, forever...

Nuclear proliferation

It's a mess,

drawback of progress,

putting our lives in jeopardy,

and nations, distressed. 

From the discoveries of atoms, 

and research, on nuclear chain reactions,

it was only pursued by militaries, 

with an intent, for maximum destructions. 

With the arrival of power plants,

there was hope for peaceful citizens, 

gaining access to unlimited energy,

acting as engine for development. 

Still fear lurked in the shadows,

as nations treat others with suspicions, 

lacking commitments on disarmament, 

continued secretly with modifications. 

While many rogue powers grew,

illegally testing for gaining positions, 

using excuses, or genuine concerns, 

being threatened, of imminent invasions. 

Nuclear proliferation... 

Using loopholes and ambiguities, 

they are used for status, or deterrence, 

in the absence of central authorities, 

to strongly implement universal adherence... 

Pushing our present world, 

Into the brink of extinction! 

P.S : It's really worrying about the world when superpowers blatantly project nuclear arsenals. 

Sea Otters

Sea Otters... 

They are the floaters

cuddling their babies,

or holding the paws,

rafting with others. 

They are so cute,

holding those rocks,

for breaking shells,

of clams & mussels. 

Sea Otters...

They are playful creatures, 

living in coastal waters,

cleaning & fluffing furs

between hunting, or slumber. 

They are so charming,

with flippers, short tails,

wrestling, rolling, chasing,

or grooming each other. 

Sea Otters...

Keystone species of ecosystem,

their presence is vital to world,

still, were close to extinction,

due to human activities...

Of pollution & habitat destructions!

If someone doesn't agree

If someone doesn't agree, 

keep holding to opinions,

which might contradicts,

leading to collisions,

then, we shouldn't speak ills,

branding them something evil,

for, there might be differences,

coming from our perceptions of reality. 

If someone doesn't agree,

not listen to our reasonings, 

even with evidences provided,

they stick to their false beliefs, 

for, they are being assertive,

blinded by pride or beliefs, 

requiring higher authorities,

to ever reach any consensus. 

If someone doesn't agree,

it might build our frustrations, 

with frequent disputes & disruptions, 

breaking the flow of conversations,

so, we have to surrender ourselves, 

for the sake of peace & cooperation, 

but, we lose need or interests, 

of seeking, deeper connections. 

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.