My Restless Brain

It’s one of those days of the week where my brain just runs wild

With thoughts, ideas, reviews, people, images and imaginations

It’s an outburst of somethings which never seems to end – a song that never stops

A movie which keeps rolling – wanting to learn a language or play the bass

All kinds of things and musings in my poor restless brain!

 

My brain is filled with stories untold, songs unsung, music never played

The mental notes just keep playing its tunes over and over again

I close my eyes hoping to silence my mind and make my brain stop

Calm myself and take a few deep slow breaths – hoping to slow down

But its just another day in my restless brain!

 

I know not what to do with my restless brain at times like these

Unless to just let it exhaust itself to boredom and tiredness

And then again when I take a breath and think its all over

Here goes, all over again my restless brain!

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Imagine Fall

Photo by Vali S. from Pexels

 

So whats with me and fall, I’ll tell you why

I aint livin in a country where we have fall

In fact we don’t even have four seasons

Just the monsoons, dry and wet weather

 

I’ve read too many books that describes fall

The colors that is what got me thinking imagine fall

Oh! the photographs of all sorts on google and all

Just would not let me stop thinking about fall

 

I long to be in a land where there is fall

To see the colors in all its splendor and all

I do not know what to expect at real fall

But I know it will be a blast than to imagine fall

Songs in a Poem -1

Dancing in the moonlight to your Bitter Sweet symphony it Takes my breath away

It must have been love but I was hanging by a moment thinking of the Shape of my heart

I was Waiting for a star to fall in those Electric dreams with your Hungry eyes

Boys of Summer Don’t dream it’s over Wrapped in Brilliant Disguise

Time after time I’ve been Dreaming of you tonight singing Take me home tonight

Sweet child of mine Your body is a wonderland – Paradise

But you’ve kept me Free fallin saying Nothing’s gonna stop us now

Wherever you will go I’ll be the one Mr. Brightside Take on me

Always on my mind Jump Scream With or Without you Angels

Dancing on the ceiling with November Rain aint it Joy ride

Where the stars go blue When you say nothing at all Say my name

I wanna wake up with you with Drops of Jupiter and Careless Whispers

Say you say me Just the two of us All night long Jammin Always

Don’t stop believing in Livin on a prayer we can Rule the World

Do that to me one more time Sail Away to Funky town Please don’t go

Please forgive me Like a virgin Lady Pour some sugar on me

Love is a battlefield Wake me up before you go Man on motion

How will I know All my Life that We didn’t start the fire – Don’t speak

Black or White Wonder wall You need to know I can’t stop this feeling anymore

Staying Alive I will survive Superstition Billie Jean Just like heaven

Save a prayer when I need you Jess You can’t touch this Bette Davis eyes

Every rose has it’s thorn Michelle, I shot the sheriff 99 Red balloons

Don’t you want me Born in the U.S.A Owner of a lonely heart

Missing myself

I didn’t know what I was going to miss when I desired of getting back into the Corporate lifestyle with a desk job. Its been a little over a year and I cannot help but think to myself of the things I miss doing the most away from this all.

I miss watching flowers bloom, the dust in my fingers, planting something or the other. Photographing insects on plants, bugs and snails and other slimy things on plants. Butterflies and caterpillars on the citrus trees. I miss inspecting their ways and keeping myself fascinated.

I miss find my corners in all sorts of places to just indulge in a good read. An actual book that has pages to flip and bookmarks to include. I do miss that.

I miss experimenting ingredients and trying to make a dish I’ve tasted in Turkey or in England. Baking cakes and little things the way I like it. The sweetness to my taste and not as per the recipe.

I miss spending time learning to play a new song on the piano or the guitar. Some new tune in my head on to my fingers and then record it so I won’t forget them.

I miss writing sweet notes of surprises to the one I love and leaving them only to be found by him alone. And then enjoying the innocence in his smile when he finds them.

I miss my little time and space with my handwork. My little DIY projects sometimes gets messy but I do miss them.

I miss travelling places, meeting people, eating and drinking and treating my taste buds. I miss not being able to travel like before. Its what they say. When you have time you don’t have money and when you have money you don’t have time.

How I wish and pray for the life I once knew; full of laughter life and love!  My true identity of being who I am –  I miss myself.

 

In my world

photo by : @rosheyfotografie

 

In my world all things I wish for would be true

No poverty, homeless people on the streets

I’d not know what plastic or synthetic materiel

Every child will be well fed loved and educated

The skies will turn into all kinds of hues of colors

The oceans will have much more living in them

The trees and grass will have more colors than green

And there’d be apples of blue white and purple

There won’t be time and space for sadness and tears

Only laughter and joy resounding in the streets

People will love and not know hate

No racism nor division and pride

The young will respect the older

And the older will respect the young

I’d have a pelican as my pet and fly about

I’d have all kinds of seasons more than the four

Yes, this is how it will be in my world

 

On a day like today

On a day like today I’d climb a tree as tall as can be

Walk through an orchard and pick something to munch

Just walk on the beach for hours and hours sun or rain

Lay floating on a bed of water; pool or lake or sea

 

Its on a day like today that I’d like to be free and lazy

On a day like today i’d like to bake a something nice

Go out to the garden and plant something pretty

 

Just find a perfect corner somewhere and read

Pick some pencils and paper and draw my mind off

Its on a day like this that I’d really want to be out there!

Girl, You are Unique

You are unique and there is none quite like you; you may have a sibling who might look just like you, everyone might say you look like your mother etc, but, that does not mean you are your grandmother, mother, aunt, sister or friend.

Girl, You are Unique!

You are you and that is how God has created you with much care and love! Even if deny the existence of a creative God, please read on as you may find some useful tips.

Growing up, I was at times considered as a weird child who always wished for one-of-a- kind of things from clothes to shoes and even stationery I couldn’t bear the thought of wanting to dress and be like someone else (this excludes certain role models I had in my life) I had the practice of observing others and then absorbing what was best for myself. I remember, how I would not too happy if someone copied my unique style of clothing or the way I did things.

From a very early age as young as 5 years, I knew and believed that no one had the same fingerprints as me and I wanted to maintain my sense of uniqueness and identity as much as I could. But, I had problems! Teachers thought I was selfish, parents thought I was stubborn, friends thought I was weird.

What am I trying to say here?

Girls, be yourselves not matter what you think of yourselves, especially if you think you are not in par with other girls and feel that you are not in the zone!

Growing up wanting to be loved and accepted is a basic human need but with little or no tangible real love prevailing in the world, you are expecting too much trying to depend on others to receive love and specialization. Especially, if you must lose yourself and be someone else to be loved!

Why am I saying this?

Its because, I too at a certain phase in my life compromised trying to be everything ‘other than myself’ to be accepted in society and among peers; friends and family! To be what they wanted me to be, in order to be included in their circles.

I tell you, its not worth even the try, because once you have been there and done that, you look back and wonder what you have become and what all those pretenses has done to your true identity.

You end up looking at the mirror as asking yourself ‘Who are you? I do not know you?”

Remember, Girl! You are unique and there has never been, or ever will be someone like you! You are unique!

Know thyself, Woman!

Spend time with yourself and get to know who you are:

how your moods swings, what rocks you, what makes you dance, what makes you sing, how your body reacts to certain moods and thoughts, how well you absorb stress, how you think and how you perceive life, what are your personal values, what are your beliefs, and how well you can adapt to change which you have no control over, how responsible you are with your belongings and how well you can take care of others’ belongings, how slow or quick you are to anger, how big or small your heart is, how good or bad you handle bad news and surprises.

Well, these are a few of the many things you need to identify about yourself.

Why do we need to know these things as women?

We have been created with an extra touch of emotions. So, if we do not know about ourselves and what makes us react, and how we react, we will find ourselves in a mess of emotions drowning and not knowing the difference of what we are feeling and what we really are. Since we are not wired to be more of a rational being, when emotions overwhelm us, we will be restricted in using our common sense and make decisions in haste – which we will regret later, in life.

So, its best to keep a check of your emotions as much as you can.

As for me, I think I now know a little bit more of myself that I did 5 years ago and that has helped me to identify the triggers that only upsets me but those that rejuvenates my soul: somewhat of an early warning system is now in place within me, with indicators which will help me to be better prepared for whatever challenges I am faced with.

 

Leave a comment or two so I know if what I have shared has been helpful or offensive in anyway!

Life will not be life…

Since my last blog it’s been 06 months since I’ve actually decided to pen something. I’ve had the thought of wanting to do it sooner; oh! how time flies.

Life will not be life, if not for the seasons –  filled with colours, aromas and flavours

Life will not be life, if not for the people – acquaintances, friendships; lifelong relationships

Life will not be life, if not for the experiences – some regretful and others refreshing

In all that Life continues to offer me –  I’ve learnt to embrace with love

Without “Love” –  where would I be right now!

 

 

 

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