In life you are measured by the promises you keep and the dreams you make true, and not for the promises which you forgot and the dreams you gave up on.
Tag: experience
Ramblings 1
I have been buzzing with questions
So silent and so Impatient
So loud and so volatile
I have yet much to decide
The paths that set me free
And the holes to the void
After all we will die
Leave immortality behind
And the dreams you dreamt
Time sweeps them aside..
My Dreams
Oh!, How I dream?
About dreams lost,
About my past,
Of ccompassions,
Of passions,
Of emotions rushed,
Of desired hushed,
and I have dreamt.
Of rough mountains,
Of tender oceans ,
Of rocky moonlight,
Of blazing lights,
And bewildering sights
Oh, how I dream!
About her eyes
I dream of lies
That I tell myself
When I wake up
That it is reality!
And I am living
Only in a dream.
A Little Poem
“The bird that flew the highest
Captured my glance
I spotted it amongst the clouds
By a mere chance
She drifted in the skies like clouds
Almost in a dance
I watched her disappear far away
And stood in a trance.”
– sahar
Task at Hand
“Learn from the winds
Listen to the rain
Express your happiness
And feel the pain”
– sahar
Love In The First Degree
I once thought of love as a prison,
A place I didn’t want to be,
So long ago I’ve made a decision
To be footloose and fancyfree.
But you came and I was so tempted
To gamble on love just one time,
I never though I would get caught,
It seemed like the perfect crime.
Baby, you left me defenseless,
I have only got one plea,
Lock me away inside of your love
And throw away the key.
I am guilty of love in the first degree.
I thought it would be so simple,
Like a thousand times before.
I’d take what I wanted
And just walk away,
But I never made it to the door.
Now, babe, I am not begging for mercy,
Go ahead and throw the book at me,
If loving you is a crime I know that I’m
As guilty as a man can be.
Baby, you left me defenseless,
I have only got one plea,
Lock me away inside of your love
And throw away the key.
I am guilty of love in the first degree.
– Alabama
Smile and Sadness
When you are all alone
And once in a while,
A candid thought or
A nostalgic feeling
Curves your lips up
That’s the best smile
And
When you are happy
Amidst a crackling laugh
Little pearls roll down the eye
You do both, laugh and cry
Trust me in all this madness
That’s the best form of sadness
- Sahar
Time Again
There is no stopping time
No turning back or
Jumping ahead the needles
There is no stocking
No transferring of it.
It is yours if you
simply relate to it
Else it simply adds
To the wistful moments
We called life
Tick-tock as the clock
Unleashes end in
Every beginning of
This new moment.
To feel time again
Rising from death
Embrace dark space
And time is real again
- sahar
Who We Are.
We are mean machines
Captured consciousness
Chaotic, disrupted presences
Vying for belonging
Living on in hopelessness
In a familiar strangeness
Above all, Death is relentless
And dying is not lifelessness.
We are measured extremes,
trying so hard to balance
our lives in weightlessness,
scrounging by on emotions
breaking our meditation,
trusting in faithlessness.
Universe is indefiniteness
boundaries are absurdness.
We are poised river streams,
flowing in chosen directions,
Living and dying to meet
oceans and then fall as rain.
Meandering by, a tamelessness
an epitome of abstractness.
We live as she lives by
a journey of ambitiousness.
We are forgotten dreams
in an eye of imagitiveness
it is discovering nuances
with a look of ancientness.
It is only right to wake up
experience anonymousness
remembering the dreams
live moments of breathlessness.
– sahar
photograph by sahar
It’s About You.
It’s not your style until you define it.
You don’t know it until you find it.
There is no road unless you take one
no path until you make one
No dream until you create one
No life until you appreciate one.
No journey unless you begin one
There is no going until it’s tough
No struggle to remember if it’s not rough
No tears to cry if there is no loss
No victory is decided on coin toss
No luck no destiny if you aren’t brave
No ambition unless there’s a desire to crave.
No friends no family unless it’s you,
You don’t preach unless you are through.
What I say, it all is true,
But you have to find it for you.
Whispers of Immortality 