DEAD AND BREATHING

Dead and still breathing
Some fragrance seeking
For blossoming the soul
Before ultimately leaving

I want to gather memoirs
Remembrance collecting
All that will travel along
Final sigh almost heaving

Threads of the thoughts
Now gradually unfolding
Loosening upon the grip
That I was busy knitting

But awakening insights
Off late finally realising
Upon which I built trust
This world was deceiving

LESS ORDINARY

I think I’m less than ordinary
For I just can’t be compared
To anyone wise or visionary

Truth might taste a bit bitter
But to me its flavour’s sweet
My idea’s quite the contrary

Success may lie in triumph
Yet for me it’s like a sacrifice
Peace that’s contemporary

Its knowledge people preach
To be followed n’ understood
Except I’m short of vocabulary

I do not strive for the riches
Nor do I build upon wealth
I only wish for the necessary

RAISON D' ÊTRE

(reason for being / justification for existence)

Its coz of my own efforts
And time I have devoted
Can’t be easily sacrificed
And is to be clearly noted

Quite aware of the truth
I know the route is tough
The voyage won’t be easy
For problems fair enough

With tryst may overcome
Along with sincere efforts
Reaching out to intention
As all the senses concerts

It is not aim or ambition
But it’s more of the quest
Also a battle within self
Soul desiring for conquest

Reigning on own thought
With calmness and peace
That thro’ the soul spread
By which life will appease