Why did I stop writing poetry?
No words come to the fore..
What was is not there
Nothing to express is it?
Once my head used to be bursting,
with emotions and expressions.
Now, it's quiet in there..
The trouble's subsided...
questions answered..
Focus narrowed..
All the remains are-
a few concrete ideas and wants..
Which doesn't trouble me..
But they give me a direction and no sleepless nights..
The confusion is gone..
And perhaps so has the poetry..
-SA
Hide, Vanish, Burn
in the run..
of the race of rising.
Hide, Vanish, Burn
in the run..
of the race of rising.
From dust you shall rise..
You may be just a speck of dust..
just a tiny dust particle...
But with time you grow into a storm
It is just one speck that rises
to the clouds to become the force to reckon with..
No matter how small you feel you are..
no matter.. how tiny, how unworthy
keep moving
keep learning
keep growing
keep collecting other specks and you shall become
bigger than you ever imagined.
in the dark night as you walk
and moon showers it's light on you
you shall see yourself
you shall see your shadow rising
As the shadow rises..
it gets bigger
Rushing towards the sky..
growing and growing
After the dark night, as light falls on you
the shadow grows and touches the cloud..
but be aware
that gravity doesn't release you
that your feet remain in touch with the ground
only then shall you rise higher
or your shadow shall fluffer in the empty void of the infinite space..
So let the shadow grow and remain grounded
then only shall you live..
In real terms
Not an imaginary life
Not a myth
Not a lie
You live the truth
So let the light fall on you
let us see your shadow touch the sky
but only if you remain grounded..
shall your shadow grow
to unimaginable heights..
Hide, Vanish, Burn
in the run..
of the race of rising.
Hide, Vanish, Burn
in the run..
of the race of rising.
-SA
Can you unlove someone after you have felt love?
What would it feel like?
Would you erase them in your mind?
Would their not being around, not bother you?
It is said that Hate is not the Antithesis of love,
But indifference.
Would you be indifferent to them,
If they don't want you for whatever reason?
Or, You will wish them well always.
Can you wish them worse if you have loved them?
Can you unlove someone who mistreated you?
Or, would you just let them go and hope they find peace?
Would the flame be lit after decades of separation?
Would love be alive waiting to be reignited?
Sometimes it is better to forget..
But would your dormant love wake again?
If they want to be a part of your life?
Even if they don't;
Would you be fine with loving them from afar?
Can you unlove someone-
you have truly loved and admired?
Can you call your love a mistake?
Can you agree you were a fool?
The probability of two people wanting the same things is rare..
Would you resent them for not wanting you?
Can you just love without its reciprocation?
Does love come in twos?
Can only one person be in love?
They say love is the freedom to be who you are
in your lover's company..
They say love is freedom.
Do you really want to bound your love?
Can you unlove after you have loved?
- SA
