In My Silence

I've been looking for you, you who I've been staring at the mirror

But every time I think I'm close you only seem more distant than nearer

I've been searching for a way, a way to understand the man but he seems lost forever

And the reflection seems to blur through the distance because I'm somewhere in there and no where altogether

I see so many faces and I wonder which one is the man looking back at me

Am I just the fragments of the imagination of others or is there more man in me.

Is there more to the eyes that stare back at me?, Is there the promise I believe and feel in me?

 There's promise somewhere between those blurry lines the picture is just forming and so far it's  been a  survivors disguise.

 All I have is a hint and I'm still riddling out the riddle of me 

Sadly the only thing I can make out of these pieces is that its not really me

What does he fear? Why don't he reveal himself to me? Why all these trials and why so much of mystery?

Somedays he feels like me and most days like a stranger

He builds himself up and in a second and the next instant destroys himself like an invader

Constantly looking and searching for how I truly should feel, while everything feels like a mistake and at the same time who I should be

I've been you through the moody Mondays and the distracting escapades

I've been you through the constructive hard days and the destructive mad days

I've been you through the pains and the gains

I'be been you when you were promising and when you failed

But nothing of what I am feels like its close to who I truly could be 

And at the same time I have never felt so intimately close too this version of me and I have never felt more stranger than the stranger still hiding in me

The man behind the dreams and the puppet who's still held down by invisible  strings

The man searching for his wings while the winds so turbulently kick him off his heels

I am all of these and much more than what you can see cause the real me is yet to be revealed

Been trying to understand you but I guess I'll never figure you out 

Cause you're so rare and unique, the one like no one around

So when the journey gets lone and tiresome 

I just close my eyes and lose myself in my silence 

Where unfelt words lighten up

Sparking emotions that blows through me like a gentle breeze

And in the dead center of that silence 

I become the miracle I'm always meant to be

Suddenly I recognize the man in the mirror

While I drift away in my silence keeping this secret hidden in me forever

Be That Man

 

I want to be that man who is very relentless in his life

The one who won't give up even when the odds doesn't seem right.

I want to be that man who walks a different path 

A path no man has taken before,  a path no one dares to walk

I want to be that man manly like the man who gave him his life

The one who isn't afraid of what life throws at him 

And enjoys each moment specially the challenging times

I want be that man who never shies away from a fight 

But picks them wisely as he knows his strength and he's tamed his demons quiet

I want to be that man that looks at his challenges with a smile

Even when his enemies outnumber him, he's a whole other animal if provoked so they better hide

I want to be that man who's gentle and kind

And yet flirts with danger as he is also a monster in his mind

I want to be that man who's calm headed and wise 

The one who creates wonders and leads his clan to greater heights

I want to be that man that turns the wheel of destiny 

The one that achieves the impossible in-spite of all the misery

I want to be that man that stands against unjust minds

A man not just with a voice but also of action when its the time

I want to be that man that takes it one day at a time

Living life to the fullest even when life seems boring or a struggle to survive

I want to be that man who lives no fake life or a lie

The one who is bare as his soul just like the Gods intended unique creative and passionately alive

I want to be that man who's given the hardest tests

The one that's given those challenges that prophecies speak off in old tales and legends

I want to be that man who stands for something in his life

The one that brings the change that everyone was waiting for a long time

I want to be that man who's full of honor

The one who lives by a code and his word, humble and grounded

I want to be that man who is all do or die

The one that will go the distance where others won't even try 

I want to be that man who isn't afraid to stand alone

Even when the masses won't call him their own 

I want to be the man who's tried all and went the whole extend

Even if he meets failure at the very end. 

I want to be that guy who never gives up

Always hungry and ambitious chasing dreams bigger than all the universes put as one

I want to be that man who'll move mountains

The one that works wisely conquering his limitations

I want to be that man building his own empire

An empire for the generations that comes after he expires

I want to be that man who made his life worth living

Enjoying his time on Earth as long as he lives in it.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                

Blood Lines Calling

 

Ancestors from the past are calling

Whispers in the air, blood lines are falling

Millions of them souls, before our time

All connected by the blood that flows inside  

Great men that walked on these lands in the past

Alive in our veins and have become forgotten dust 

Guiding you from beyond the grave

To rise and reclaim your family's honor and lost name 

What has been lost and forgotten 

Buried away underneath the sands of time rotting 

Wake up, wake up, I hear whispers inside my head

Bring back what was lost and what lays with the dead

Rise above the ones that failed over time

And don't go to rest without a fight

Make an effort for the future bloodlines

Teach them that they come from forefather's brave, courageous and wise

Don't fret that you are alone in this fight

Your blood carries us all in your veins, together we'll fight

Just listen, you might hear our cries

We were once the reason for you to survive

You're all chosen, but to the one that hears our call 

The one who will redeem us through his worldly cause

Fighting to restore the honour and the balance

The reason behind, why our names still fly high in the heavens

To him we would stay forever in debt 

For he would be the one, who brough back what was dead

You my child, the weak one in the corner

Know that the ancestors are with you forever

So, don't worry, this is not a burden but a gift 

You will carry our wisdom, our courage and our strengths

Start alone and let them all call you a fool

As no man believe in such things in today's moons

But thousands of us dead and gone will be fighting by your side

As you stand for us, we stand with you no matter if it's day or night

We will help you change every wrong to right

Protect you from the world's remorse and unseen dangers that arise

Bloodlines are calling is there anyone out there to heed our calling

One amongst you will hear us, even if it takes a thousand eons in despair

The one with the strong heart and a lion's roar will he born again

He will rise one day and lead the herds back home

He will reunite the clans that have broken away through the ages gone before

He reassures them of the greatness that lies inside 

Sleeping dormantly waiting to be tapped and revived

He'll remind them of the ancestors that walked this earth before their time

Who had the same blood but lived life king size

His roar will call out to them and  remind them of the for-gotten bloodlines 

The ancestors from whom, they all have come  to life

And the wisdom they carry inside them, is not a lie

But a gift they carry, if only they realise

For lost fathers, mothers and great, great, great, grandfathers he'll fight

For them all he'll bring back the honor that was forgotten over the wine

The blood lines are calling they always do

Waiting for the chosen one to hear them or awaken in you

And maybe he's not that far from their cries

No dead is really gone as their essence always flows through our lives

And the dreams that were left halfway behind 

Will breath its first, when the right souls comes by

No one can stop the calling of the bloodlines

Greatness will always be followed by greatness 

Irrespective of the time gone by. 

------------- To all the great souls before me, let your greatness flow through me --------------

 

An Idea

 

You're just an idea evolving, flowing through time slowly dissolving.

The idea of you evolves and your body you have dissolves.

Death's sweet kiss takes your body away and the only thing left behind is this idea

you tried to live and it is a story you lived to say.

There is a quiet yearning to become the best version of your self and that's worth earning.

Challenges are there and no champion is born who is ignorant to his calling.

The process of evolving is not easy and its tormenting.

But if you go with the flow and you focus to only grow.

Fighting through the pain, soaring through the dark phase.

Searching for the light, hoping you're going to shine bright.

Not reacting to the all the bullshit that kept you down in a space you just couldn't fit.

Rising above those traps freeing your soul to soar to such blinding heights.

I know it could get scary sometimes, when all you got is an unwavering faith.

And nobody believes in you and makes you feel foolish while you're drowning in their hate.

But you keep flying into the unknown, not knowing what to expect.

With only a gut feeling that whispers to your soul of an idea that's haunts you to death.

This idea of what you are and who you should become before you rest.

But most don't heed to this calling and falls prey to the fear that is always controlling.

The fear is paralysing, too stray from the herd, to become this idea that no ones heard.

That's what separates the legends from the sheep.

The one that dares even in their sleep.

The quiet soul who follows none and dares himself to walk the paths where others run .

The darkness a friend a familiar territory, he's conquered his demons that eats away his glory.

This quest he's put himself is just a choice.

He seeks no prize and no glory, he's just in for the adventure curious how far he can push his boundaries.

The idea of such a man is what legends speak of.

They come and go over time inspiring the herd to stray from their defeating beliefs.

To stray from the limiting self that seeks to be free.

Explore your limits beyond imagination itself could see.

There is a legend in us all, waiting to be set free.

Why wait for another life, when you can change today even if you think you're too old.

The idea of you can begin today if you just let go. 

An idea of such sorts that's never existed until you had to live it for it to be told.

This awakening is what all men and women seek.

An idea of oneself that will last forever even after the body decays and the soul rests in peace.

To be that someone who came and inspired others who were asleep.

An idea that was given for others to also discover the endless possibility in them waiting to be released.

A Star Is Born

 

Billions of stars twinkling in the skies, each bright and perfect telling a story we are yet to find

Like we humans gaze upon the night skies 

Wondering what it is like to be a star on the heavenly skies

What if a lonely star among them to wished off being human and having a life.

What if it gazed upon our planet each night 

Asking the heavens for a chance to be born as a human to experience a human life

And what if the heavens granted its wish

And the lonely star was born to a mother and father he chose and got what he wished

Born as a human he started his life full of dreams and full of adventure

And soon forgot he was once a beautiful star, and now searching for that beauty being another

He grew up to be a young man, ambitious and wise

The magic of what he was, still hidden in him soon began fading in time

He was trapped in his human form and lost to the human beliefs instilled in him 

And the magic stayed silent and forgotten in him

Young and bursting with life he was exploring and learning to survive

Money, he earned, and it bought him comforts 

And with money came success and a name he earned

Married a young woman and called her his wife

A beautiful wife who loved him dearly who gave him children and a beautiful life

Life seemed to be everything he wished for, but he began to feel distant

Something was missing, he couldn't explain what it is missing in him

He almost knew what it was but then he just couldn't remember, and it was bringing him pain

He gazed out into the skies at night and began to wonder what it would be like to be a star and it sounded insane.

For he was becoming tired of being human, living a human life.

And yearned for things that didn't seem humanly possible as he wished to be among the skies

He secretly wished to be a star someday perhaps when he dies

An old man now he waited for death, his children all grown up 

He finally retired for his rest, a life he lived like his forefathers

Grooming the generation that came after. 

He still sat each night on his chair staring at the stars 

Wondering what the mystery was and it seemed to be calling him from afar

A part of him knew the truth but he dared not speak 

As the last thing he wanted was end up being treated as a mad man with a mental disease

 Things of magic have died on this planet centuries beforehand

But the old man wished if only he could be a star secretly while he lay on his bed

We all wish for things not knowing what we truly want

And when the wish is granted, it begins to be a curse of a sort

Because we wish for only the comfort it brings and not it's challenges

What seemed like a desire turns out to be torture that needs to be vanquished

Isn't this the story of us all, searching for that fulling thing to full us 

Fooled by our senses we seek for it in the world

Not knowing all treasures, we ever wanted was in us 

Secretly waiting to be heard.

The journey always ends where it started 

And you end up looking for that person you failed to discover

The greatest gift is to be yourself 

and if I were you, I'd never change it nor look for it in someone else

For all the stars are too in you and you need not seek to be among them

Because the beauty you saw in them is the beauty you saw in thyself 

Star Light-(Part-3)

She just stood there quietly on that beautiful beach expressionless, motionless staring into the blue trying to remember what a beautiful life felt like. It was hidden somewhere deep, deep within her and she's trying to remember but its buried so deep in her she now has forgotten what it felt like. But there was something about that blue waters reflecting the blue skies as she stood on a golden sandy beach mother Gaia, the mother Earth whispered into her ears, "remember", she whispered "remember". But all she could do now was stare at its beauty, silently, motionless, feeling a ripples of emotions running through her forcing her to remember, what it was like to be truly happy. The past few decades, a significant period of her life, an ocean of time in her existence has flashed by like a second. Those years were not kind years for her, those years were not anything close to beautiful, but of horrors she silently holds in herself. Still mentally trapped by a darkness that now is fading slowly and gradually, she cannot remember a time in her life where she felt alive and happy, as it was way so far back in her life that it almost feels like it was a dream. It feels like it was a figment of her imagination or maybe the undying hope she held on for all these years. Time has not been kind to her, it has tested her to her very last cell in her body, she has given and given and given to such an extend that nothing of her exists now . 

A strange peace fills her, she feels safe now far away from the abuse, the fights and the emotional vampirism that has been draining the love and light out of her. She is finally free now, free to roam to her hearts content, free to fly away into the blue to rediscover herself, to remember what it was like when she was a small girl full of life, with dreams and ambitions. For the heavens have finally heard her prayers and they are giving her wings back, they are giving her voice back and her life back with the glory she deserves, with the dignity she has earned. A soul that had fought through all the odds when everything was against her, she was the only source of light for 3 souls when the darkness was fiercely against her. She fought through it all, all by herself, she stood through it all when no one sparred her any mercy, but just stood there and witnessed her sad life from a distance. But hope she held on with all her might and from that hope one day came out a miraculous life.  And there she is staring at that blue, not because she can't remember but she's silenced with sudden  disbelief that all her dreams are coming true. The relief she feels is beyond explanation, the surprises she gets in her life are unimaginable. Just a moment ago the universe had her at her knees, but she still believed with her unwavering faith and today the universe carries her on its shoulder giving her the experience of a lifetime. Times changes so quick and  it unjinxes the bad times and suddenly you feel the brokenness is fixed. It beautifully transforms you to the maverick you are, always meant to fly high shining among the stars. 

She, yes her, standing there right there on that beach with a warrior's soul is my mother. My mother I say proudly. A woman in form, but a power unearthly, Her story is just beginning, she's got much to accomplish. It is truly mysterious how life works, so never give up on hope and in yourself cause it takes just a moment for everything to turn around, it takes just a moment for miracles to happen if you keep an undying faith impervious to any external influence. No dream is small, and no dream you have is too big, fight like a fierce warrior to achieve them with an undying faith and you will accomplish wonders beyond belief. There is no other way than for it to happen, for you have challenged the universe itself and it has no other way than to give it to you. And the best example I could think of was my mother. She wakes up everyday in disbelief of how her life has changed and even now she keeps her faith closer than ever before cause now she believes in herself more than she ever has in the past. Nothing could awaken her but life took her on a journey and opened the eyes off  her soul, and that day it did open, she knew she will never be the same again. Just like her many of you out there, who are on a similar path, don't worry, your moment will come just like hers and when it does come it will be glorious. 7 seven years since the beach she now has come a long way, still healing, still recovering but soaring high.

While you are imprisoned in a rational world, that beats you down to be practical in life killing every ounce of your dreams and aspirations. It might seem foolish or impossible to follow your dreams, while you're held there in that suffocating space, know this, that every dreamer who has achieved their dreams started off once like you. The only difference is they took one step forward and then another until they reached their goal. No magic can be felt in today's world as we are all slaves to our own thoughts and emotions which are deeply controlled by our environment  and the people in them. We think that there is no other way than to work hard, and burn the midnight oil for giant corporations or any influence that keeps you in its grips. They in turn groom minds to keep people in a certain way so they chase the money they decide you are worth and trick you to believe this is your reality. And billions live this life not knowing there is another way, yes there will be struggle but aren't you struggling anyway, the only difference will be that you are living life under your terms deciding your worth and doing the work you love achieving the dreams that truly matter to you that inspires you and the others around you. You will no longer feel struggle the same way because it would become your bliss. Shining your own light achieving miracles in your own life. So be that star that shines it's light, for you are here only once as you, in that body, under whatever circumstances that surround you to play this game of life. So play it in your terms at-least and play a game you love instead of being reduced as a player in someone else's game. Awaken my starlight for you are meant to shine.