Wednesday, 6 April 2016

My share of doubts

Wonder if the game of puzzles play on others' mind too!
Moments when the mind wanders off
With a lost stare at people passing by and I wonder -
if similar thoughts cross their mind too?
To sit over a place silently yet, mind keeps buzzing;
Those endless list of stupid thoughts;
Questions, which cannot be asked,
Answers, which cannot be sought after-
Yet, remains in thoughts to ponder over,
I think about my share of doubts.

There are memorable instances, lived upon once -
Moments when heart skipped a beat
Ears seemed to hear absolutely nothing,
vision blurred even with wide open eyes.
Mind now casts upon a veil of those memories,
causing a smile to run across the lips.
Endless beautiful moments to cherish
Yet.. the past never repeats
and time once gone, never rewinds;
Being an optimiat, I have my share of doubts.

Times when I look at someone;
trying to capture as much into my memory box;
Then, those prolonged stare at the old pictures.
often, when I have had flashback of events
taking me back into the memory lane;
Almost, living the good times once again
even though momentarily, but happily
To know that nothing lasts forever
Hopes still form, remain and tend to flourish
And thus remain - my share of doubts.





The courtship

There always comes a situation, just too often
Between the intellectual Mind and the beautiful Heart
Like a Man and a Lady
To keep the honor, each makes a stand.

Both remain cordially within the same being
Yet, with different perspectives and outlook
More than they realize; things turn into a war
Unavoidable encounter, but sure to occur.

It's the witty and analytical Mind
with thoughts never-ending and pacing up
Always conscious, alert and judgemental;
Why can't it let the emotions through the thick skull for once?

Full of love, feelings and care, there's the Heart
naive, honest,  untamed and instantaneous;
With immense faith, why does it speed up like a moth
mesmerized towards the flame, wonders the Mind.

Attracted and impressed by each other, they always are;
A perfect blend yet with a never-ending conflict,
Both determined and true by individual nature
Creation as such gifted to humans; a bliss and a conjugal affair.