Showing posts with label love and life(my perception). Show all posts
Showing posts with label love and life(my perception). Show all posts
Beyond horizon
Beyond horizon reached the woods dark;
where the Sun had sprinkled its scarlet hues.
With daggers of actions they left the mark;
for how long will they pay their dues?
:
Where the Sun had sprinkled its scarlet hues;
in liquid thoughts and distilled dreams.
For how long will they pay their dues?
In frosted breath and wondrous themes.
:
In liquid thoughts and distilled dreams;
reversing a moment of regret.
In frosted breath and wondrous themes
shedding the burden of upset.
:
Reversing a moment of regret;
with daggers of actions they left the mark.
Shedding the burden of upset;
beyond horizon reached the woods dark.
~~payal~~
poetry form: Pantoum
ripples
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| poetry in the kitchen, Gurgaon,2015 |
In this fleeting
moment
If I don’t speak a
word
Will you understand
my silence?
Listen to the
subtle undertones
of loving energy
that flows
passionately
from the quiet centre
as it silently
create
endless ripples.
Stay centered.
~~payal~~Day 5 of #OctPoWriMo
Always.. # Day 29
image 2014, Gurgaon
They ask me
what does joy mean to me,
I say
it’s his presence
That fills me with love.
They ask me
what does love mean to me
I say its his essence
that I feel.
Intangible.
They ask me
what do I treasure most
I tell them
It’s our story
Of finding bliss.
They ask me
what is bliss
I believe
The moments in which
we create
Memories-
ageless, timeless,
Concealed, revealed,
I tell them honestly,
It’s all about loving unconditionally.
~~payal~~
Peace
Come,
Let’s walk in the sun.
Alongside the roads
Where life pays
for each breath.
Come,
Lets spread some happiness.
On crossroads.
Where the life
stops and merge.
Come,
let's enter their world
With kindness and compassion.
Keep your hearts open.
There is so much to learn.
She is Sr. Soraya who is so fond of her geese. :) We met her when she used to take care of the kids who were mentally challenged, each with a distinctive quality of their own.
“Their parents don't want to keep them.” We could feel it in her voice.
You should have seen how her eyes twinkled when she spoke of their pain,and the pleasure she got in helping them.
One day she told me that she was getting transferred to an old age home in Old Goa.
*************
We went to meet her one afternoon. She introduced us to sister superior.
“She is Sister Fatima. She is a nurse too and takes care of our inmates.
....And sister,they are our friends from Caranzalem.” We felt connected to her the moment we met her a few years back on our daughter’s birthday. Love just flowed.
These sisters are taking care of their inmates who include old women and old nuns, a few ducks,hen and geese, some dogs,a dove that sadly went out and was eaten up by stray dogs,a parrot, beautiful flowers and old trees of Adam fruits and Chikoo. They have a vegetable garden too in the backyard.
She took us to the chapel.It was beautiful! She said, “You know,it’s not our house. This house you see, is a property of the archaeological department that has neither abandoned nor takes care. The department that is least bothered about the maintenance of the place.”
“The tall ceilings, and the doorways are so difficult to clean. And repairs?Forget about them. They stand there with pride and the dust accumulates.” I thought.
“It’s so difficult to reach them.” She said with her graceful smile.
**********
We had a sneak peek into their world. They took us upstairs in a room full of positive vibes. A Bible in a corner, a flower vase, antique furniture.
“We have our timings here. Time to pray, time to eat, time to sleep.”
Sister Soraya served us fruits,biscuits and soft drink. Sister Fatima joined us in the conversation and told us about her experiences as a nurse in a very small village that was too far from the city. “No medicines were available there. If I gave them crocin,they got better,no matter whatever the reason was,they healed themselves with faith. There are no strangers there, only God sent angels to share their pain.”
She told about the tales of deliveries she handled, all alone, in absence of medical facilities. She told about a young boy who accidentally got hurt and came to her all in blood and how she stitched his deep cut with regular needle and thread. It was her kindness and love that cured them.
You must visit her once. Her smile heals.
*************
They told us about the grass beads that they use for prayers.
“It’s so costly. We get it from Calcutta. He’s the only supplier.”
They showed us the places we never had thought of visiting otherwise. Sister Fatima took us to a window,which they called their secret place from where they saw the four hundred year old ruins that stood against the changing weathers while a part of them was shattered.
*************
We came back with a promise to meet them again soon.
“God Bless You.”
They said with their warm smile that reached our hearts. We felt blessed. Really!
~~payal~~
all images are taken at St. John of God, Old Goa.
LIFE
The book called life,as it is
Lies somewhere amidst
The dark dense forest itself
Cure for the venomous stings
~~payal~~
We have to come again in the lap of mother earth....in some other body at some other time....Souls destined to be together remain inseperable no matter whatever happens....Life is simple then why do people make their lives so complicated?!?LETTING GO..

Love is not to let go
not even to hold on
It is an eternal bliss
The ultimate truth
The only reality
That stays with your soul
Forever..
Even after you are gone..
~~payal~~.
People spend half of their lives in regrets, holding on to grudges , blaming others and trying to forget and let go..later they lead their lives repenting doing so!
I am writing about love after a long time..the love that surrounds us as nature ,that is within us as our inherent nature and that makes our spirits float freely..Its good to stop at times, analyse and then move with much ease without feeling the need to let go...!Yes,when love flows freely within us and surrounds us...transformation happens, seasons change and life becomes rhythmic.. Sometimes we don’t know what we want..It’s the lack of clarity that stops us from believing that true love can never be lost.. Its’ eternal.. Love is God and God is within us.. simple as always!:)
PAST (NaiSaiKu)
Past, a part of life..Can you run away from it?!
You already know!
PAST! A PART OF LIFE..
You already know
Can you run away from it?!
Past, a part of life..
~~payal~~
Even if the past is filled with painful memories and fear, its just a part of our lives..We sit and rewind it ourselves to see it again ..!If we closely look into it..we’ll see our betterment..No “body” is pain free..!By the way,writing serious stuff in NaiSaiKu form is fun!
TIME (acrostic)

Treading on the path with nature sublime
In eternal bliss or covered with slime
Memories engraved , moments rhyme
Exceptional is the power of time
~~payal~~
.
Ever experienced you plan an outing , suddenly you get a call and you have to rush postponing your outing or that you are dying to meet a friend for long but something or the other happens and you can’t meet..Then all of a sudden, one day you receive a call in leisure and both of you decide to meet over a cup of coffee..?!My experiences tell me that if something is destined for us, we at a particular time start working towards it.. Indeed, its just a matter of time..!
SUFFERINGS and CONFUSION..

Just the other day a friend got annoyed with me saying that I am in a habit of suffering..But I personally feel whatever happens in my life..good or bad, takes me a step closer to my-SELF.. God is the goodness of our deeds..HE is within us making us divine..Being God is easy but being human is a tough job…!
.
I suffer because I feel
I suffer because I feel
Feelings keep me human
Being human makes me suffer
All this because I feel?
Or its all because humanity lacks
And humans suffer?
~~payal~~
LOVE..

I have always believed that love is the base of all the relations between individuals as well as their relation with Nature and Divine..We can never see love but can always feel its presence within us and in our surroundings.. a love-filled heart creates heaven out of hell! Love helps us to grow patiently with faith,it makes us more loving,more human..Love connects us in this journey called Life where we all are the travelers..
.
"From one of my old write"
.
From mother earth
till child birth
Love exists..
Love exists..
Love is god
and
God is love..
.
For God
G overns
Our
Destiny..
~~payal~~
For God
G overns
Our
Destiny..
~~payal~~
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