Paths to Glory

Uski nazrein to kahin aur hai Ab hamara dard unko kya dikhega Mar bhi jayein hum agar Kafan bhi na odhane vo ayega Chalo ab ye gum bhi seh lete hain Zindagi ko vida kar chalte hai In aankhon ne dekha hai Tadap teri us insaan ke liye Kar nahi paaya mai kuchh teri qasam Dil ke haathon majboor the kiye Chale jaana chahtey they tumse door is kadar Ke nafrat me tum dekh , mujhe yaad na karo Kambhakkt yadein itni taazi hain aaj Tere har ghav ki, Pyaar me bas pagal hun,rahunga. Mit jaun aaj mai is qadar is dunuya se Koi hai nahi mera tere siva Tujhe to chahiye us bewafa ka saath Meraa pyaar kahaaan padega poora Faaslon ne mujhe har waqt tadpaaya Khush rehna tum oh meri jaan Teri yaadon me manzoor nahi rona Mil jaaon mai mitti me, qabar ho ya masaan

So much to say, no words today What can i do, my life just gray Wanted to paint the rainbows of life Turned to see, my heart in strife. Where do I go? Where shall I hide? My eyes well up at the thought in tides! What answer does my heart seek in its grief His love made me full in this time brief.. He has no answers to what my mind asks The heart in his love wants to bask Little does he know, what my life has been It has plunged into murk from all the sheen I wish today in tears for two hearts, I would have still danced to Mozart But God decided to give me just one He sits high up there, has fun. His words pierce like dagger through the soul Like feet on a stony path, in a ragged sole Praying for his love shield, I cried, I begged I knew, this path only to my grave led. Heart writhing in pain doesnt speak Just lets out a little squeak All is well I say to the broken pieces This is all the work of Iblees That day will come, when he will the exp...

There are times when I just sit back and think, Of a time far behind; the past I see, Regrets and memories lean precariously, Circle in a line, sadness on its heels. The mind buried in thought of the future, Myriad cares of the world; the present, Hope and happiness abound in me, Circle in a line, thoughts pleasant. Cares and worries weigh on my soul, Where do I go? Where do I hide? There is no place to find solace, Circle in a line, I have to lose that pride! The wondrous touch of friendship, Luminous anchor of joy and hope, There is a place for that face grim, Circle in a line, the time to cope. The beautiful drops of pearls, On tendrils, leaves, buds and flowers, The beautiful morning, the soft rays of dawn, Circle in a line, choicest blessing showered. I wonder of the times I think too much, Of what will happen; the future may not be kind, I am sure now that my overthinking mind, Just wants it to be a Circle in a Line. x...

'Let me think', screams my mind, Confused at the epiphany I just had. 'Just let go' beats my heart, I am confused, I am going mad. Thinking about life, fickle existence, Smiles, tears, worries aplenty, Holding close my heart, my mind, Trudging the eventful monotony. Comfort in soul, silence disconcerting, The tongue set free, the mind racing, A beautiful life, filled with sorrow, Thoughts abound, breath pacing. The confidant thinks of the weariness of relationships and credence, Doubtful trust, conviction dusted off A voice familiar trails , Could I be trusted? Hurtful dialogue, immense pain, The heart numb, the mind bleak, The soul cringes, my being shrinks, One word, all havoc wreacked. Tongue tied, shoulders drooped, I sink into the darkness within. Trying to win over thoughts melancholy, I gently breathe in.

I lay down bedazzled by the irony of life, Being stabbed at by a jagged knife, Nursing and licking the wounds, Receding into my newly build cocoon. My voice has failed me, a mute, My soul no longer yearns the truth, My mind feels restless, empty, A thing of the past, its beauty. My ears have I turned off, deaf, My heart of all emotion bereft, Blinded by the light of one's pride, How can I just take everything in stride? A rage boils over, spews fire The mind is unsettled, peace desires, But a slave to human urge, It just feels like another purge. There is no loneliness in this time low, My trusted aides, my heart they know, By my side they are, the way they show, At a time when most of the world is a foe

I have the baton in my hands, To save, to care, to nurture. I have the baton in my hands, To nourish, flourish the future. I hold the future in my palms, To grow, to show, to learn. I hold the future in my palms, To love, to give, to discern. I have the light shine in my eyes, To lead, to glow, not follow. I have the light in my eyes, To truth, no lies, bright tomorrow I hear the voice in my ears, Advise I need to listen. I hear the voice in my ears, Strength to travel the distance. I feel strength flow in my feet, To walk the path to greatness. I feel the strength flow in my feet, Taking me closer to (self) awareness A sense of calm in my heart, To suffer, to endure, be brave. A sense of calm in my heart, To experience, to encounter, to sustain! I sense the awakening of my soul, To harmony, to calm, to quietude. I sense the awakening of my soul, To consciousness, to peace, to nirvana!

Empty mind, evil thoughts . To the mind that has been accustomed to overthink, the love for finding a reason to worry is pocket change. A small change in attitude, driven by unrelated elements, may stretch the imagination to think of the worst. Why the mind tries to play such tricks on the pitiful souls, one will never know. But, arguably, no amount of cajoling is enough to put to rest the insecurities that lie buried in the mind. Being of such emotional nature generally makes the heart weep at the thought of being separated from the recesses of the soul. An over thinking soul would always find his way to a fear. There may be nothing beneath the wraps, but the mind knows the trick to play up on insecurities. The mind finds a way to prey on the inner peace, all it needs is a time to pounce and what better time than when there are no other thoughts dancing around. The dance of insecurity Loneliness breeds insecurity. The desire for companionship, friendship and acceptance drives the...