I think its always something a person who loves to read dreams of. When I think on the perfect space, its always been the same. A nice loft tucked away behind a secret door with ceiling to floor windows and a skylight. With a wall of multiple rows of moving book shelfs and a nice cozy sofa bed on the other end with a fold away table. I also imagine a small balcony with a tea table and a cozy basket chair to sit and read when the weather is pleasant. This could be a stretch but I also would not mind a small kitchen nook to make quick snacks and coffee. For me, that would me a perfect piece of heaven.
Author: wordhues
Time
Some would call me cliche. But for me, when a person makes time for me in their day makes me feel special. I am inherently an introvert, so I don’t like meeting up with a lot of people. However, I find it most fulfilling to listen to my friends talk about their day, I love seeing the people I love happy. I am most grateful for the people who share their moments with me. Even if its just their silence and we just sit together and breathe I can feel the calmness and care surround me.
My Sister
She was always a sister but more of my mother. My mother was the typical disciplined loving mom but my sister was the fiercely protective mom. She was a kid herself but that never stopped her from protecting me from people or situations who hurt me. She has taught me to love others despite who they are and to fight for myself. She taught me to stand up for things that I want and though she gave up on lot of her dreams she never let me give up on mine.
Life a prolonged Moment
Here is a short note on life … hilarious it seems today. One really wonders was goes through the mind of a eleven year old. Suppose it was an attempt on being philosophical. Maybe even trying to be a little positive..
What if Life was less than a moment
What if emotions ended in a glowering second
What if a a song ended in a blink of an eye
What if the wind dies out before it came
What if relationships are destroyed just after it is born
What if light become darkness at the next hour
What if we loose all our things in just a moment of thought
What if we live life as it comes rather than losing it in the thought of what is to come
Life is a gift once lived can never be retrieved
Live each moment as it comes to you
Heart ache
When you are a kid the worst thing that can happen would be breaking up with your best friends. We get so attached to people who were strangers. That on one day when they just say things that are so mean we wither a little.
I was a very emotional person, the first time I fought with my “best” friend I fell apart. This short note was written amidst flowing tears and a hand wrapped around my mouth to stifle the noise of crying. When I think of it today I wonder to myself – How could I have been that naive? Anyways, I got over that and many more worst situations. Glad that I made it.
WHEN ONE’S HEART ACHES
When one’s heart aches what can they think,
what can they tell, what can they shed nothing at all…
When a person heart breaks it shattered into a million pieces,
just one hit, yet no sound is heard..
When one’s heart is stabbed a million times the wound deepens but is noticed by none.
It happens in just a second but nobody knows.
When a person loses all hope,
When living has no meaning,
When dying makes no sense,
When emotions die out,
When positivism is replaced by negativism,
When love has gone away.
When loneliness grabs you,
When silence surrounds you,
When happiness is replaced by grief,
When you think it will never be your day,
When memories taunt you,
When ambitions scare you,
When dreams tear you,
When one’s heart aches..
A time when you only think about this world.
A time when the Lord stands so near,
Waiting for you to turn to Him.
When the love of God captures you,
When you know you can live on,
When you realize the life isn’t bad.
When you know that, He is there to help you at a turning or crossroad.
When the lost smile returns in a while,
When He lifts you from the pit of misery,
When He gives His happiness to you as a gift.
When a one’s heart aches, He must run to God and not to human fraud.
Dear Lord, lead me, mould me and teach me Your ways.
Help me forget all of my sadness,
With You I get forever gladness,
May I be forever happy with You even if my heart aches..
Whispers of the Soul
I wrote this poem while I was given a tour of a prospective college that I wanted to apply to. They kept on enlisting the merits of joining there the laurels they had got, the prestige of being an alumni.. the usual drill. All the while I was drifting elsewhere. I really don’t know what happened that day. It was along time ago. They had given us a notepad and pen as part of the welcome package. By the end of the session this is what ended up on my page.
SILENT TIMES
There are times when you don’t feel yourself,
When you find that there are things that cannot be explained.
There are times when you don’t feel yourself,
When you say things you mean but mean nothing to others.
There are times when you don’t feel yourself,
When you see things that others only occasionaly see.
There are times when you don’t feel yourself,
When you feel neglected when you really aren’t.
There are times when you don’t feel yourself,
When you sit under the sun yet darkness surrounds you.
There are times when you don’t feel yourself,
When you want to cry tears just don’t seem to come.
There are times when you don’t feel yourself,
When you are accompanied by millions but supported by none.
There are times when you don’t feel yourself,
When your body is at rest but your mind is restless.
There are times when you don’t feel yourself,
When your life seems endless but time is fleeting.
There are times when you don’t feel yourself,
When you are surrounded by happiness but you find yourself plunged into sadness.
There are times when you don’t feel yourself,
When times just go on and you find no time to ponder on these going times.
Wishful Thinking
DREAM
Dreams are a whole new dimension to a world full of happiness, to a world of your choice. The beginning of a dream starts with a wish, A wish to have a life your way. Dreams, a wonderful fictional reality.
Dreams, where your imagination comes alive, where hopes arise.
Dreams, the best hours of your life.
Dreams, the best life transformer.
Dreams, the biggest treasure of secrets.
Dreams, the fulfillment of a wish.
Dreams, the hopeful life of tomorrow.
Dreams, a mind calmer
Dreams, the best of this world
Dreams, the beauty of life
Dreams, a soul pacifier
Dreams, a time of no worries
Dreams, a time of inner exploration
Dreams, a spring of freshly bloomed flowers
Dreams, the world full of adventure
Dreams, the world where science does not matter
Dreams, the factory of imagination
Dreams, a second heaven
Dreams, a time teleporter
Dreams, are anything or everything that you want to happen in your life.
Dreams are just meant to be the start of wishful thinking.
Death
This is not a “poem”. It’s something I wrote when some part of me was done with life. It was one of that day when the “Cool” kids at school had discredited me. I preferred to remain invisible you know “Live and Let Live” policy. But that day they chose to humiliate me. Things they said were not true but I saw the change in people’s attitude to me. The days that followed made me yearn to just end everything. I was fascinated by the prospect of dying. So I ended up writing about death.
DEATH
Death is when one no longer breathes, when the heart beat stops and no pulse is detected. Death is when the body, soul and spirit separate from each other. We all know about the joy of living but have we ever thought what would be the pain of dying. When your life drains out of you. What would be the pain? When somebody squeezes out the air from your lungs. When your brain stops working. When the memories rewind as your soul is sucked out. When your heart stops beating. For that microsecond one remembers their whole life, their ambitions, their dreams, their hopes, their family… almost everything they know. That moment one wishes they could be still among friends. With everything incomplete their soul leaves this world. At such a moment the pain of death cannot be felt when these things are running through one’s head. As such, death does not pain because leaving one’s loved ones hurt even more.
Definition of Love
So one day my friend comes up to me and says “Hey your good with words right? I want you to write something about love.” And like the “helpful” person I am I did it. Little did I know the reason she asked was to send it to her boyfriend and as you will be able to read it’s kind of crude.
LOVE
What is love?
Love is a bond that binds two people
Love is a flower’s petal
Love is a sweet little song
Love lasts life long
Love is the essence of emotions
Love sets life into motion
Love is pure
Love makes you feel so secure
Love makes your day
Love enlightens your way
Love is a sign of care
Love has no fare
Love has a lot of meaning
Love is a multitude of feeling
Love is a source of joy
Love can’t be replaced by any toy
Love is the lone comforter
Love presents you with laughter
Love is a converter
Love is a pacifier
Love is by you
Love is you
Another Page from the Memory Lane
So this is another one from the good old days. It’s a wonder that even as a child I had a very weird approach to things. The write up below was my take to life when I had my first real bout of sadness. Now come to think of it.. I don’t understand why was I so obsessed to rhyme my lines. Well here’s to the joy of being naive and totally unpractical.
LIFE
The four letter word with no actual meaning.
Some consider it a curse.
Others feel nothing can be worse.
Some feel it a blessing.
For others it’s all about enjoying.
People say it is the human fundamental.
But I say it’s all about being practical.
Life is a fruit that has to be eaten at the right time.
And be sure not to add any lime
Life is a river that keeps flowing.
No matter whatever is it’s flooring.
Life is a teacher.
And also a very good preacher.
Life is the beginning
Life is the ending
Life is a sweet memory
Life is a bitter tragedy
Life is a price
Life is a grain of rice
Life is inexpressable
Life is malleable
Life is a mender
Life is a muderer
Life is a journey
with many a turning
Life is with us
Life is in us
Life is us
