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Time

TIME

Not of this time
Time is not spelt in me
Before & Ahead
Beyond Time
Time Is Me \

©Sherin 2014

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Distant Dream

a tiny spark

a tiny spark

 Slumped not slayed
Hope’s distant dream
That tiny spark’s
Still alive in me…

©Sherin 2014

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My Path

My biggest gain
Will be my loss
My help and strength
Will be my pain

I trust His plan
Just dont know how
I ll walk the path
He leads me on

The path I tread
Just don’t know how
Will lead me home
Somewhere somehow 

©Sherin 2014

A Change

“After all your avowals of friendship; it hurts me sore when you hide it all.

A declaration to those few ‘friends’ who have noticed a change in me or bothered to ask whats’ wrong/right. 
I’m tired of being the optional backup friend. I’m tired of waiting to be acknowledged & affirmed. I have been silly. I have been naive. Now I choose to be cynically wise.  I choose to hold back. I choose to not share.

Like I said earlier, it hurts me sore when I get to know about you through others. You never did tell me what u have voluntarily told your other friends. And then I realise yet again how completely impractical my expectations are- in this day & generation. Yes, even among so called believers. 
I am tired of being hurt. To guard ones heart and be lonely is a better option than to be bruised by false words and promises.
I guess that’s all I have to say for now.

My picture, My identity

 

Some minutes ago, a friend asked me why I had changed my profile pic(ture) on Google.
I stopped to think and answer and words flowed on…

“Enough of faces…Enough of masks…
  Enough of telling the world “THIS IS ME!”
  Now I pause , now I gaze.
  Now I simply see things clear!!”

Sway Me

Image

Let me be swayed by emotion

I tend to stifle them so.

Let me be blind to logic,

I tend to be controlled so!

 

Spontaneity, Caution,

Impulsiveness…

Are but words that keep me,

From adventure and risk

 

For long have I waited

For long have I been safe

For long the mysteries kept afar

For long the breach stayed

 

The life, to be lived,

Passed over

A joie de vivre,

Is then missed!

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