Written in response to The Daily Post:
“I am an alien to you. I have no voice. We communicate by sending thoughts where we live. We can perceive your voices through emotions reflected in it. Ours is a different world. We cannot fight as we already read each other’s minds. We feel much more appreciated as we can perceive others thoughts when they appreciate us in their mind. We are more understanding as we need not depend on others to tell their story. We already know it. Ours is a world without voice where there are no voices that are unheard. We like to be here more.
We would like to know though how is it like to sing a song, and listen to just the beautiful sound.
It would be good to trade off places sometime with you.”
Well, if this alien was true, would you like to have its powers to speak and listen without voice?
Let me know in comments.
#thedailypost #postaday #voice
Edged with love are his teeth
that bite but not so hard.
Mesmerising are those eyes
the innocence that sparkles through them
reminds you he is just a baby
A man’s best friend,
loyal and loving as ever
is my friend
a combination of
childish and clever!
#dogs #love #postaday #dailyprompt
I don’t like monotony, not even in emotions. As much as I like to be filled with happiness and feel it in every cell of mine, I also like the intense anger that flows through me and brings out the power in me. I also like to cry my heart out when I feel sad. I like the feeling of anticipation, when I have to eagerly wait for knowing about something that means a lot to me. So yes, a constant state of emotions doesn’t appeal to me. I like ocean because of the waves. I like playing with colors to bring the new ones. I like boredom too as when it reaches extremity, it gives birth to creativity and to change!
So I made a list of the activities that I did as a child but don’t do anymore. And with no efforts from my side, I started doing them today. Call it the power of thoughts, focus or the law of attraction, call it anything, all I know is, it works.
I personally spend quite a lot of energy and thoughts on what’s not working for me. This is something I have observed in others too. So thought of writing this simple thing just in case any of you take a break from making a mental list of what’s not working for you and create a new list of what you want instead!
Here’s to the people
who are transparent like glass
the chatterboxes, the candid ones
who everyone knows and everyone has.
They are the ones,
who laugh, until their bellies hurt.
All the stories in their hearts,
they can simply blurt.
When sad, they’ll cry in open
When angry, they’ll ruin or run
They will write you simple lines,
and won’t meddle with any pun.
Here’s to the people,
whose tender hearts melt like snow
Here’s to the people,
whose faults always show.
They’ll fill your space
but when you feel low,
they’ll listen and talk slow.
They get on your nerves,
and make you mad,
but they hold your hand,
when you are sad.
They perplex you
with how much they care,
and yet, sometimes annoy
and make you glare.
Well, you love and hate them too.
But, no matter what,
they’ll be there for you.
Here’s to these lovely people,
who dare to show themselves,
and not hide beneath the veils.
In their innocence and vulnerability,
their truth reveals.
Keep these people close,
do not let go
They’ll color your life,
for they aren’t black or white,
they are rather a full rainbow!
Aren’t good times a myth,
for they end?
Are the passers by in ones life
entitled to be called a friend?
Don’t all secrets turn
to useless facts,
making those in past,
Which bond comes
with a life-time validity?
Does “being in touch”
ensure real proximity?
How does one measure
how close are the hearts
when they could be like neighbours
living so close, and yet so apart?
What measures the reason
for damp eyes
How to tell if it’s joy
or the silent cries?
What tells that the smiles are real?
If everything’s about just the times
Don’t we all die a million times
before we say goodbye for real?
We’re all flying..
like kites in the sky
Forgetting what for..?
We laugh within limits
and cry when we must
We shake hands as a norm
like its a ritual to perform.
In all this
where are we gone?
How do we trust
when its ourselves
that we deceive..?
How do we just be..
with nothing else to sieve..?
Don’t you be be so swift
that you forget this life is a gift!
Be full of love for each and every moment
or at the end, you will only lament.
Be apathetic to the periods of strife
It will groom you to be a kinder soul
which is one part of your role.
Look back when happiness sways you ahead,
so that sweet blessings you don’t forget
Have the imprints of beauty on your mind
when rough waves wash away good times like sand.
Trust and smile, today and every day.
Try living your life, like you only had today.