A story by the river

Written for Friday Writings #82 

Many a stories I had read 

And many have I loved 

There was this story the frog 

with a  princesses  kiss

turned to a magnificent prince 

And many such stories as these

led me to thinking far from a

reality someday later that hit me 

With passage of time 

And my choices changed 

I read of one 

Where my prince with a kiss 

turned to a frog 

Yes I should have 

known better 

That to err was common 

To rise was divine 

So I adored my princess 

Who cried, prayed and  said 

"By the river Piedra 

I sat down and wept" 

PS" By the river Piedra I sat down and wept" by Paulho Coelho is one among the many favorites of mine. 

 "Life - every second is our mission. Love is only a gift, sometimes you give ,sometimes you receive. So don't belittle life with the desperation of love".

Once again born again

 Once again I'm born again 

(My being on flight like a bird with wings ) 

Swishing  through the timeless  wind

flowing towards the boundless sea 

from along the currents of the stream 

The sadness and the  pain parting away 

All to a new land and far away   

Sad memories of deep within  

The memories I  leave behind 

Yet I carry the sweetest of them

 In the silent chambers of my heart 

Stranger is the silence of the heart 

And still stranger my soul within

For some of  what is and had been 

Forever I thank the heavens tonight 

Promise the heavens shall I  rise  

From the ashes 

And reclaim the shards  

 of my fragmented soul 

Rekindle the light within my heart  

To be once again born again 

Like a lamp into night

Unfinished

My unfinished doings 

along with unstarted things

linger in my unfinished thoughts 

weighing me down 

Endlessly 

Maybe some of it was

to remain like the unshed tears 

in  an unfinished story 

of an unrequited 

Love

Or maybe I be wise 

get better of myself

complete this while the unfinished 

tasks of other 

Lifetimes 

Written for Friday Writings #79

Unfinished projects