In the end what matters the most is how deeply did  you love, how fully did you live and how gracefully did you let go .

                    

                                                  

                                          .......Anonymous 

 

                               

Searching in the depths

You ask me 

What do I feel so deeply 

And I have felt everything so deeply

And wondered

how deeply the deeps can be

I felt the depths of nothingness 

and grateful 

for  the privilege to think of it

For life  is strange 

The easier it gets

the greater the unrest 

I felt deeply 

of what a philosopher once said

Till I felt deeply 

of an opposite what another said 

To pursue the beyond 

that intoxicated my mind

Some deep contradictions 

I suppose were swaying  

at my mind

But knowledge to no amount 

could pacify my heart 

And I decided upon every simple thing

a simple man would do 

To try to be true to self

To try not to hurt anyone else

For above all the unseen possibilities 

Is the possibility of what lies 

Right in front of my eyes

Written for 

Friday Writings #220: Feeling Deeply

The ardour of the waves

A night 

the seaside

the passionate ramblings 

of the waves 

The stars 

they blink faraway 

some thousands, no countless

miles away

A hamlet 

humming 

silent whispers 

in the horizon 

Evening waves

swearing his undying love 

inspite having to leave the shore 

Of having to pull away

Unsure convincing whether she understood 

But still beyond 

And I sit beside 

Witnessing the eternal pain

The stars

They too Witness

If I may say

The  buzz 

In the not so silent array 

The wind the sun the moon

Everything takes him away

And yet  brings him  back again 

Friday Writings #212: Luxurious Feels

I don't  know about luxury,  but I like watching the waves on the seashore imagining stories