Praveen Kumar Wait, it's never too late for years, i have been sitting on the fence contemplating whether to go this way or go the other way;
unable to decide and unable to comprehend what i saw and what i witnessed;
i stayed glued to this fence occasionally walking to the edge only to scamper back to the middle again and again;
never quite really understood these colourful emotions and what they were trying to tell me or do to me;
the cautious person that life forced me to be i was sceptical of life itself;
when the fence that was my home just gave away under the onslaught of an external force that i carefully protected me against;
the time to decide and the time to take action was thrust upon me in one single night;
throwing caution to the wind, tired of living an existence for the sake of living, i jumped out of the fence;
i jumped out of the fence into the very emotions that i failed to understand and kicked out of my life;
seasons change and as the once silent heart whispered its way back into my life the words that were silent, came back alive;
just a couple of simple words i promised myself i would not cry, another day comes and goes, as i reach out to this thing called life i fill my heart with love ready(waiting) to share it with you;
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - One of the hardest things in life is having words in your heart that you can't utter. - James Earl Jones
In the End, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends. - Martin Luther King, Jr.
Words are the voice of the heart - Confucius
Words mean more than what is set down on paper. It takes the human voice to infuse them with shades of deeper meaning. - Maya Angelou
6 comments
silence can speak many things praveen..
Ohhh wow (=
I realy love these !
Poetry…
Words from the heart ?
or Words from the mind ?
some people will never know…
The Water
As the water rushed in it made a terrible sound, engulfing the people in town. The water rose high as they lifted their hands to the sky, and asking God why was this happening to us? Circling around and around, nothing left on the ground, all the people climbed high as the animals cried. People loosing their lives no food or water in sight, asking God when this horror would end? Breaking and crushing is all they could hear as the water covered their tears. Getting swallowed up and floating around of broken pieces of their homes and their entire town. Looters and shooters laughed as the demons attacked and taking from people all the treasures they’d saved. Ear piercing screams, seemed like special effects from a non-stopping movie without an end. Roads where locked up and bridges knocked down, just trying to escape this diminishing town. Where is our Savior? They all screamed, just loosing faith in God and all things. There is only one thing that “I” have to say, keep having faith in the Lord and trust in his Grace. Amen
William Blu Onstad
17819 Merridy st. #222
Northridge,Ca. 91325
Office # (818)739-6688
[email protected]
“Copyright 2006 William Blu Onstad”
hey its awesome dude …really fab….
the poem is really splendid. it exhibits in graphic detail the hesistancy of a person who must decide whether to choose between his heart or mind. his heart urges him 2 move forward but his mind restrains him from moving forth. at last teh tussle is won by teh heart only to realise that the world outside doesn’t approve of such an act. the panorama which had appeared so captivating to the heart, when trapped in soltitude turned out in reality to be a flimsy mirage which enacted a cruel joke on the love thirsty traveller in the scorching desert that constitutes this world. how beautifully does Yeats put this across:
I had a thought for no one’s but your ears;
That you were beautiful,and that i strove
To love you in the old high way of love;
That it had all seemed happy,and yet we’d grown
As weary hearted as that hollow moon.
that’s a good poem Huzaif that you just wrote i love it sooooo much