Say Yes to Life!
Say Yes to positive affirmations.
Say Yes to new beginnings.
Say Yes to gratitude in life.
Say Yes to the compliments you receive with humility.
Say Yes to your inner self.
Say Yes to self care.
Say Yes to your Soul.
Say Yes to peace in life.
Say yes to the Yes .
It’s a collection of Beautiful soulful poems and reflections by the author during covid lockdown period. Each and every poem is so poignant, Well written, relatable and asking you to pause and reflect upon it and your life. The writer takes you along in her journey of thoughts , introspections, spiritual evaluations, emotions and learnings. This is definitely a book to be digested poem by poem, line by line.
It was hard for me to choose one for my posts, but this poem ‘Keep’ is close to my heart, keeps me going.
I absolutely recommend this book !
Is it really a mask
we are wearing ?
or is it a mask off to
the invisible masks
we wore every day .
No longer can we hide ,
behind those
fake smiles wide
across our plastic faces .
Hiding pains,
Anxieties , pasts
and Emotions.
Do you feel relieved ?
Or are you anxious?
That now people
do see you !
Looking directly
in your eyes.
Where your
soul resides.
Isn’t it relieving
being yourself ?
Or it makes
you feel nervous?
You think
You are invisible
Behind these
cloth masks.
The masks
In reality though
have fallen
My friends.
Somebody remarked
You are short !
Another told me
Look at your hands,
They ain’t pretty.
Someone pointed
my feet were silly.
Few told me
I might be cute
But I ain’t pretty.
Some assured me
I can look good
Just that I
Need to weigh
A little less.
From 20s to 30
I kept stressing
How I looked
What I ate
Self-conscious
Self Doubting
Hardly happy
Or Carefree.
Whatever I do
I was never
good enough.
And then 30s struck
With a big blow,
All the stress
Self Doubts
Had transformed
Into disorders of
Autoimmune.
Here I was sitting
Looking back
at that pretty girl
in her 20s
Wishing back
that body ,
hair and skin
Which I never
really liked or
appreciated then.
Last 5 years
have been
Self reckoning
Self caring
Self learning
Transformational
Healing
Forgiving
Appreciating
Gratifying
Learning
Unlearning
Relearning
On my
Self- journey .
Being Happy
With the woman
I am becoming.
Grateful for
Every thing
Little and big.
Feeling Beautiful
And meaningful.
Inside and outside.
Don’t wait for your 30s or 40s
to love yourself
and outgrow your insecurities.
Discard them now,
live truly and enjoy your life !
Soul’s Joy
Look at the
soul’s joy.
The water,
When she sees.
Desiring to coalesce
And flowing faraway .
From the altitudes
of mountains
And the depths
of seas,
Determined to
soar she is.
Prior to, As if
aware she is,
Of these
pathways.
Her happiness ,
Similar to
the person
hopelessly lost
and wandering .
On finding himself
back in his alley.
Tried my hands in Hindi/Urdu with transliteration:
khushi dekhiye Rooh ki
paani ko dekhkar
ghul jana chahti hai
Beh jana chahti hai
Kahi door chale
jana chahti hai .
Pahado ki unchaiyyon se
Samundron ki gehraiyon se
Parwaaz karna chahti hai.
Pehchaanti ho jaise
In raasto ko Pehle se.
Khushi ka alam aisa
Jaise na ummeed koi
guma hua insaan
Bhatakte huye
apne hi gali
mei aa gya ho .
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I have a cherry blossom at home and these Mourning doves are regular visitors during the sunsets. Sometimes there is one singing his sad song , sometimes there are a group resting but yesterday it was a pair and Beautifully captured in my camera.
It was amazing how my mind signals me one dove for lonely , two as in couple and group as merry.
Perhaps one was just a happy single and singing his freedom .
However the ones which captured my attention most was this pair finding comfort in their company.
How good it is to be home with in the warmth of your loved ones and under the security blanket of their love .
This covid has made some people feel real loneliness and others find solitude .
What about the ones who lost their partner or family member due to covid ? and got further alienated by lockdown rules where nobody could come to share your grief or you cant travel to them or anywhere just for the sense of wandering .
I cannot imagine what it is to be like in that situation.
I can only pray for them and express gratitude for everything I have.
A short poem I wrote recently.
Empty branches
missing leaves
and the birds.
The lonely nest
ownerless , rests
On a cherry
blossom tree .
Nothing but
a black cat
roams around
Once on a
Wintry dark
night.
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Does this lake know
How beautiful it is ?
These trees, grass
The dirt road and
dried leaves
together,
All of them
making this
beautiful scene!
Do they know
their bigger
purpose?
Or they too are
in self doubt!
Are we too
like them?
insignificant,
small,
ordinary.
But together
a part of
Something
beautiful .
And someone
out there
Admiring it too
like we do
to these views!
For the promises that said forever and forever
I often wondered which forever?
their , mine or the one which never existed !
You and me , walking on the dimensional dimensions
where you are changing , I am changing , and these dimensions too.
These dimensions based on time, priorities ,
emotions and thoughts.
Are we going away or coming closer ?
Sometimes it’s a pulling push
Another time, it feels a pushing pull.
A dull Ache or brimming laughter .
Sometimes I feel we are on the same orbit
sometimes I feel I am another planet.
Between hearing and noise
between coherence and incoherence
between comprehension and apprehension
lie the promises of forever,
their’s, your’s, mine’s forever
or the forever that never existed ?
What do people with pain
Have with them
to give to others ?
Kindness , empathy may be
Or sometimes
it is just the pain.
A part of pain here
and a part of pain there.
Turning someone’s smile
into sadness becomes
their daily chores.
Mean , vile , poisonous
Words that sting and hurts.
Wicked smiles and shrewd
minds they become.
A pain they have gone through
An ember of pain which
they hold on forever ,
And refuse to let go.
Refuse to let it heal.
A pain which they share
With the world as Ripple effect .
