Maps

Hope you enjoy this ballad. I do agree it’s a bit long but yea, i enjoyed creating it! Hope you enjoy reading it too!

A lost traveller is always ready

To face obstacles and is steady

Emergency kits and additional maps

Good to go and on with caps


They start their journey down the lane

To quench the thrust to travel again

To explore unknown lands of earth

To gain value for their birth


An ecstasy to earn an epiphany

To get the shoes more dirty

To face and rise above barriers

For their soul to be declared as warriors


The travellers usually have got a map

To find their way when they are trapped

They estimate distance and directions to walk

“Getting lost” fear is still there to stalk


They may go in wrong directions

But soon they’ll find that it isn’t the path

There’ll be time when they’ll know

About the path to be chosen at last


They make estimates again

And check the compass and pass the trail

By continuous effort they find their way

“Finally I made it” the quote to say


My dear, this is paralleled with life

We all are on a journey to rise

The travellers proceeding towards our destination

And there is a part called sacrifice


Sacrifice your fear of heights

Sacrifice the demons inside

Or else they’ll eat you up from within

To succeed this is the only price


I promise you’ll get moments to live

The glorious memories to remember

Before you reach your destination

And the death bed processions begin


We don’t have maps like travellers do

We don’t have compass to decide right trails

But we do have your heart that speaks

Louder than these mapping scales


Follow your heart and you are on right path

It’s like a clue or hints it shows

Take care, stay away from what people say

Cause or else you’ll find yourself on the wrong road


Your soul is created in that way

It will speak when the time will arise

The maps are inbuilt in your brain

And shall show up when you are drained


The hardship shall always pay off

You shall always rise

Only if you follow your heart

And pay that correct prize


Child you need to realise

The miracles you can achieve

The power lies within your soul

Will guide you if you hear


Stay strong stay blessed and shine

Leave all your fears behind

Listen to your heart and mind

The actual path of peace and divine

Pondering…

Tingling thoughts..

Hey everyone,

How are you all doing? I usually don’t share much of my feelings but I’ll be more frequent from now. Cause I feel like and I am happy writing down in here. Firstly I am very thankful to all my followers who support and inspire me to write more. It has been a great pleasure to be a part of this community. So this one’s for you guys “Thanks for making me awesome. Be awesome and stay awesome. I’ll always be thankful to you all!”

Alright so I started this post to say something else. I am still a kid and was pondering for my future career. I love to create, love to learn art and write, but what can be the perfect career for me..

I thought about CA (Chartered Accountant). It is a course related to finance sector. It takes five busy years where I just am not sure if I will be able to continue my hobbies. Main reason I was thinking about it a lot. I can’t live without writing, music, travelling, creating art and stuff.

I wanted to talk to someone. After around a week of thinking like a mad kid I thought of a person I could talk to. The person is elder than me, won’t reveal much cause I don’t know  if the person would like it. the person actually explained me very nicely.. I am happy I could talk..

So like in the end decision came in my mind. I am continue with the same course. Of course I can keep up with one poem per week. But not sure with the weekly photo challenges. I ay be more into the art later after 6 years. Right now i am still in school so yea, one year lil’ more blogging. I will stay here always, maybe not that frequent, but yea for sure like once in 3 days I’ll come here. 🙂

So, this week ate up my head a lot. There was a time I inspired myself. Focus on the present, things will fall in place, the right thing will come to you, lol like i inspire others, same applied to me  😉 yea sometimes we need it, we need inspiration.

After all, if no black then no white & no dark then no light!

C’yall soon in next post. Till then, love life, love living, live lovingly, keep smilin’, keep soaring, and yes! just breathe! 😀

Seasons

This is my first short story. Hope you guys like it. Help me know about that with your views so that I can improve 🙂

It was winter season of December in Switzerland. Snow had recently stopped leaving a lovely view with trees covered with snow. This exquisite view could be seen from the window of a small cottage in the village near the mountains.

“Hey Mom! It looks like Olaf! See I’ve made it so nice, it just needs a nose”

This joyful voice was of a little kid named Timo. He was overjoyed after making his first ever snowman whom he dreamt to be alive!

Mom wore a beautiful pleasant smile on her face. Her hands were busy taking out warm and delicious cookies from the oven, just baked. She put them down and took out her gloves, handed a small carrot to Timo..

“Here you go dear, take you carrot and make you snowman’s nose. I’ll clean up here and come to see my son’s first snowman! I’ll be there in 10 minutes!” She kissed Timo’s forehead and got back to work.

She cleaned up the kitchen and did the dishes. In the meanwhile Timo settled carrot nose on his snowman’s snowy face and sat near the window staring at it, living in daydreams, playing with snowman in his dreamland..

“Lost in your dreamland, Timo? Oh! Look at that! It’s so beautiful lovely snowman! Very nice dear I am so proud of you!” Mom came in surprised to see a small snowman in the garden.

Timo was brought back from his dream land through these words. He looked up at his mom who was standing with a plate delicious cookies, Timo’s favourite flavour, Choco Almond.

He grinned and hugged his mom, grabbed a cookie and enjoyed its first bite.

“Mom this is so tasty!!”

“Yes son I made them for you. I know these ones are you favourites” Mom replied with a lovely broad smiley face

“Thank you mom! You are the best!” Timo was overjoyed and sat on the couch eating cookies.

They both settles down making themselves warm near the chimney. Mom looked up through a magazine while eating cookies while Timo still staring at his snowman through the window and lost in his daydreams.

“Mom why do we have seasons? Can’t I enjoy entire life in winter making so many snowmans?!”

Timo asked this with a sweet and serious expression. He was enjoying his favourite season holidays and never wished to go back to school.

Mom smiled and looked out of the window towards the snowy trees and beauty of the season.

“Child, nature has seasons. It is simply made in that way. In fact, everything has seasons. You see a little plant grow into a big tree. Soon you will also grow taller and become a big man”

“Yes mom! I’ll grow taller! I’ll become tall like daddy one day!” Timo exclaimed with full excitement.

“Yes child you will. Let me explain it to you. These seasons help the plant to grow. In rainy season, they get water which are absorbed by the roots and transported to all parts of plant. The autumn is the fall season, when all the leave of the trees fall down. The trees are empty! They look ugly but beautiful! Then you have spring in which trees bloom and you can see fruits, flowers and a very joyful pleasing environment. This is like achieving a great thing.

Same is with our lives dear. We have seasons which are defined by situations and our feelings. Sometimes we are happy, sometimes we are sad, sometimes we may feel overjoyed and alive, sometimes we may feel depressed but everything helps us to grow like plant. You can compare our happy times with spring, sad times with autumn and alive overjoyed times with rains, they all are connected. Each season, each feeling is important for us. It help us to learn living, help us to grow. We should just be grateful for what we have and learn from our mistakes.

“Cause seasons are meant for change

And change is meant for growth

Be grateful for every season

Imprinting life lessons in you, it goes”

Mom looked at Timo and saw him asleep on the couch. The little boy was tired after playing. She smiled and covered him with a blanket.

Black

This is an inspiring ballad about a city of darkness where there is no happiness. The city marks one of the darkest times of our life, time when everything feels weak and we have no more strengths to move on..

I was lost in unknown land

A place I’d never been

The nameless place of darkness

Where evils ruled within


I could find people like me

Who were depressed and wept in sorrow

They said life has betrayed them

And got all happiness swallowed


Some people lived in this land

Others named the city “Black”

They said it is negative place

Where happiness simply lacks


It’s filled with scars and pain

The pain inevitable and inexplicable

But some angels told me with grace

That scars are always notable


“Black” may feel like hell

The place hated by all

Like drowning in deepest oceans

But was pathway to heaven afterall


The gateway may not be so pleasing

You may turn away from the road

But travelling across the city is meant

For legends who choose to soar


It is an exploration

Finding our inner strengths

Cause you don’t know how strong you are

Until it’s the only option left


When you find yourself in this city

When you feel lost in oblivion

Remember it’s city of dark

To help you make your own mark


Get up. Stand up and fight!

Work harder to travel across

In the other end of the city

People with strongest scars are born


So child realise the truth

We are given this life to live

To suffer pain and soar across

Cause we are strong enough to live


Find the shine within you

Cause you are lighthouse in the dark

And only in darkest skies you’ll find

The shine of brightest stars! ✨

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