A STANDARD SET

A standard set
Equilibrated with history
Contaminated with the moving times
Calibrated into units of wrongs and rights

Footsteps laid
Exact- Size 5
Red ones in the corner
For contemplations
Blue ones for the happy times
Marked to the right oscillations

Frequency set to the "normal styles"
Deviations make you fall
Overlooked
Laughed at by the passerbys
Sludge- patchy
You carry on dirty for entire lifetimes

Feelings-measured
Only a certain volume
Excess of it
Bring tides
Love calculated
In the head
Mistakes hazardous
To THE SELF

Rules laid
Time set
Deviations...
Lethal to the soul
Neither by the path or my self
But by the standards set.

Labels and degree of insanity
For the "different ones"
Your path not your own
But those dictated by the normal norms
Your life a reflection of the passerbys.

Maiiya 23.05.2009 11am

LOST AND FOUND

An object searched for
Maybe within the possession
Or maybe never was
A search never ending
But the soul yearns for the end
And humanely wishes it to be a happy one
Compares with other smiling faces
Yet feels that it somehow does not fit
Finds it a little too made up
Or maybe it’s covetous of the happiness around
Maybe the whole world’s made up
In the thoughts
Yet the made up smiles, the seemingly genuine care
Yet the love, yet the tears
A little too lost
Or maybe another day found
Maybe....


Maiiya
18:08; 12.04.2008

ME

Realizations- what your heart really wants-
The reason for your breath- your life-
The value of your smile-
The worth of your existence-
The road-long
Life-harsh
Decisions caught between love and hatred
Conclusions smothered with feelings of guilt and victory
Battles won yet lost in a million ways
Thoughts clouded with memoirs and uncertain futures
Opinions of many caught between netted waves of happiness and sadness
Yet opinions that matter none the less
Selfless prayers- Selfish prayers- Yet prayers heartfelt
Answered-Unanswered calls to whom we’ve thought to own the world
Our world and yours- My piece of space- My walk of land
My love for me
Above everything- just me
Selfish- Selfless- Battles lost yet won
In their own selfish - selfless ways.

Maiiya
10:35 pm
3.1.2009

CHANGES

Do you know this worlds' strange
Times' strange
It changes
Hearts, minds, feelings
Changes
Views, thoughts, perspectives
They say change is the only constant thing
The irony is consistency
The irony is change

We mould
Waxlike- melted with the heat of love
We solidify
Sculptured by the craftsmanship of time

We sublime
Liquid to stone
Hard-metallic-polished
Trying hard to hold on to the tide

Natural-supernatural changes
Slowly loosing grain by grain
To time
Learnt-unlearnt
Gained-Lost
Merge
The only constant thing remains- Changes

CONFUSING-SIMPLICITY

A dialogue from the movie Blood Diamond:

"Solomon: You are how old?

Archer: Me? I'm 31.

Solomon: Do you have no wife?

Archer: No.

Solomon: ...no children?

Archer: No.

Solomon: ...and no home?

Archer: No.

Solomon: But you have money, yes?

Archer: No...some.

Solomon: ...but not enough?

Archer: No

Solomon: If ya get this diamond, you will have enough money, yes?

Archer: Yes.

Solomon: ...and you will get the wife and children.

Archer: Probably not, no.

[Solomon chuckles]

Archer: What?

Solomon: ...I'm confused.

Archer: Yeah? ...Makes two of us my bro. "

A home, a wife, children, food, clothing- basic necessities of "normal human existence". Simple- basic- yet, do we all achieve the basic needs? Or even after we get all of them what is it that we are running after? What is enough? What is fulfillment or satisfaction? What is the end? What is "being settled"?

We all know deep inside that - we don't know where we are heading. We all picture a home in the lush green fields blooming with yellow flowers and the chatter of birds and children..settled-ideal.

Yet we run...after money...after fame...after people...Do we even have enough time to sit and think of where we are headed? And in this wild race of God alone knows where the end point is- we loose- so much of ourselves- emptied , hollowed, hardened, being pushed, pushing others...we just run. Confusing and complicating to the core. Simplicity is just one picture hung on the overtly decorated living room of a house waiting to be made a home.