Saturday, June 02, 2012

...such is destiny

It was not supposed to happen;
It was never ever meant to be,
Yet it felt like something was left incomplete,
A spoke thrust into the wheels of destiny

It felt like a majestic eagle, paused in mid air,
just as it dives talons reaching for its prey.
Part of me thinks the prey survived and cheers,
Part of me knows nothing stands in nature's way.

And why must we know what happens, 
Where is the fun in that which must transpire,
Nothing ever lives up to the climax, the uncertainity,
The ending never excites, never emotions does it fire.

For the drop is most beautiful just before it meets the pool,
Tantalising is the moment of impact, a moment of ecstacy,
The resultant ripples a dampner, dissolving into a pool of quite,
What promised to be a fierce storm, turns out to be a calm sea.

Which is why I must not read the last page,
The last page can only promise what it can never be.
It's a conclusion which is nothing but a logical end.
and logical ends always come with a finality.

Life never looks back, it never pauses, it never ends;
Finality is not life as it was meant to be,
A phoenix is life, rising from its ashes in glory.
Because life is meant to go on, such is its destiny.

So this chapter I close content in my intrigue,
Not knowing ever, what the next page was meant to be.
The suspense of not knowing the complete story,
Is sometimes what makes a simple life into a great destiny.

- Pranay

Saturday, February 25, 2012

:)

Pages turning in the wind can't describe a life,
Nor can random pictures falling to the ground. 
Life is about real people with real emotions,
Words are just a medium, music just a sound. 

Waking up to sunshine is a wonderful feeling,
Only when what follows sunshine is bliss. 
Bathing in the moonlight is a joy,
When the night ends with a moonlit kiss. 

An emotion says more than a million words,
A smile warms your heart in the nicest way. 
A tear on a cheek is the greatest dampner,
A dreadful cold feeling on the warmest day. 

Life is a chain of changing emotions,
Shaped by experiences and choices made. 
Love, hate, angst, money and fame will come and go. 
Emotions remain as all the rest will fade. 

So choose well and choose wisely,
That which makes your heart warm not cold. 
Cos a tear shed in vain is a waste of pain,
While a smile is worth more than fame and gold. 

- PR :)