The Poetic Era

  'This Feeling' Tired!  Tired of this feeling, Feeling I keep running away from But it keeps hitting me back, Ruining all efforts to heal, Compelling to feel so slack. I keep trying to climb up, It keeps putting me down. Still choosing not to give up, Holding high the crown. It comes so sudden and hits so hard, Slams the door of hope on my face. I keep finding a new ray guiding, Keep treating my broken self with grace. It aches me, shakes me, breaks me into pieces, I keep building back again and again. Recollecting those pieces, some are lost forever, The amount of me I missed out is insane. I keep trying to continue the flight, Though my wings keep loosing a feather. I hope one day, much sooner or later, Me and this feeling will make peace together.                                                     - Vaishali Gautam 

 Looking at this light-filled world under the open sky, today, for no reason, my eyes were filled with tears. A voice came from the heart that this is the same world, nothing much has changed, then why did this world look more beautiful in childhood? Then we used to be unnecessarily happy, why did happiness become so expensive now? Do not understand, was the misunderstanding then or now? The questions are many and in the name of answers, there is only hope that with time, life will teach us to live, will uncover these untold answers. But still it seems that if the childhood perspective was a misunderstanding, then we were okay in that misunderstanding, we were okay being anonymous, unknown and innocent.

 It's true! The world rests on hope. What happened if a building of dreams collapsed? Now will build a new house on an even bigger land. Until every brick is added, will call the sky our roof. What happened if the old shelter is no more? Will live life like nomads. No matter how big is the difficulty, we will show by building up the world on hope. If you consider life as the destination then you are wrong, it is a journey where no matter what the circumstances, we will just keep going. On the breaking of one dream, why did you give up hope for life? Dreams need life, life doesn't need dreams, why did you not understand this? Ever suspected the arrival of day after night? No! So why can't you wait for the good times by keeping patience in bad times? Oh, on this earth you yourself are not immortal, your time will change like this in a blink of an eye. Old dreams do fall apart so that you can see new dreams, old paths are left so that you can go on a new journey. Why be afraid...

 Many times we're trapped in the clutches of worldliness. What will People Say? We're reminded of this. Rising imaginations are suppressed a hundred times, reminding of the failures we're proved wrong, abilities are judged by the eyes of the people, walk with the world, it's taught every time, we've to stand on the standards of society, we're made to realize this, here golden future is decorated by breaking dreams. Not without a reason do eyes full of dreams get teary, not without a reason do chirping faces get silenced.  

  'The Pleasant Morning' Repeating over the sad songs,  Drowning all through the day,  She awaited for a ray of hope  To show herself a way.  Escaping into those fictions,  As often she would do , She found a source of inspiration  To start fresh and new.  Early in the morning,  In the hour of serene,  Through an earthen cup,  She took a sip of caffeine.  That was a pleasant morning,  Quite beautiful, bright and sunny.  Unable to express it to others,  She decided to pen down her agony.  With a determination to bring back life to life,  She had a talk with the sun.  That morn didn't change everything  But surely initiated one.                                                - Vaishali Gautam 

Why does it sometimes happen, some feelings feel like old and known? If we close our eyes and feel, then a convoy of nostalgia is decorated. As if these winds have brought a message, the fragrance of the soil, the slightest splash of rain, as if they had come from the same period. The stir in this city is the same, but then why is there an emptiness? Perhaps some people are not there and some fault is of the lost childhood. When paused and watched for a couple of moments, what a story the fate has woven! What to say about others, have lost myself in this journey. But this beautiful season seems to have brought back the old me, feels like it has arrived as a medicine on the wounds of time.

 A strange phase is going on, changing the whole world, it is possible that such a time will not come again, it will bring difficulties but will teach a lot. The pandemic with which the world is struggling at this time, this phase will turn the whole game around. Nature is healing itself, humans are lying helpless in homes. Man had considered himself as god, disturbed the nature a lot, now this earth is reminding us of our status, should mend our ways while on time, this is the only warning it's giving. Everyone had become accustomed to the noise, now experiencing peace and simplicity. Birds' twittering is going on day and night, hopefully time is changing. This peace, this twittering is being liked by the heart, is it that the golden age is coming near? It feels that I am in another world, what else should I say about this change in the Kaliyuga! There is still a long way to go, many stories will be told, the only irony is if we will be able to survive.

 

 Seeing others, when I asked God, you let others' kayaks cross easily, what did I do that you trapped me between the waves? The answer received was that when the kayaks just cross the sea, it's just a journey, but when a kayak finds a shore facing the waves, the journey becomes a precedent.

 I've stopped judging people. Why? Because I've realized that everybody's going through something or the other. You might not be able to see because the happiest faces hide behind the saddest stories, but it's true. Nobody's life is as easy as it seems to you. Life isn't meant to be easy. You might not like a person but that doesn't make the person bad, they might not just be your type. You might think that you know a person very well and so you can judge them and make statements about them, but that's not right, even if you're a family member, even if you know the person since ever; because there's a war that everybody goes through within them, a war that nobody's aware of, a war that cannot be expressed. But that war has the greatest contribution in making us who we are. Some struggles, some sufferings are visible, but there's a lot more that goes unnoticed. So from next time when you'll be about to make an opinion about anyone, pau...

  'Losing Someone' Pain!!  Of losing someone!  Someone without whom  You couldn't even imagine to live,  But you have to,  Because hey!! You're still supposed to keep up with the story....  Feel lost, right?  Let's tell you what would happen.....  Yes, this pain will be forever,  Yes, this void will persist in your life,  But you know what?  It will still be okay  If you can include just one thing  And that's acceptance,  Acceptance of the reality.  Initially it would be extremely tough,  Situations won't change,  What will change is you.  You'll learn to live with it,  To live with peace with the reality.  You'll realize that those  Who have been an integral part of our lives, We can never be apart from them.  Remember, body dies, not the soul,  You won't believe but my dear!  You don't have a better option.  Life would yet be beautiful  When you'll lea...

Brought some happiness from the windows of memories, brought some good memories from the box of happiness and sorrow.Though there are only a handful of memories, few more which are blurred, but these handful of memories only are like light in life. Sometimes it feels that life should have stopped at childhood, the control of time would have been in the hands, luck would also have bowed down in front. Hope that the flowers of hope will blossom under this light, whenever will miss again, will come back to these windows of memories.

  We often consider children and immaturity as synonymous. What if I say that children are the most mature humans? Sounds trivial, right? But in so many aspects, they are! Let's think what happens when we get mature in true sense; we stop caring what people say, we stop keeping grudges against anyone, somethings sometimes might make us cry and feel sad but not for very long, we choose to keep ourselves happy and lively in every situation because by then we've understood how important it is to do so. Don't you think that these traits match to the ones that we used to have when we were children? It's like god sent us with the perfect traits but with time as we grew up, faced the world, interacted with it, got reality checks, fought for survival, fought so many wars within us, felt broken and then when realized that we need to build ourselves back, we started working to inculcate the same traits that we were naturally born with. So, were we wrong? No! Because when we were ...

  Do not find the one everywhere, now it isn't worth waiting. Not every story gets complete, this is the principle of life. Now, keeping the memories of this incomplete story in the heart,  move on. You fought many wars, now fight one more. When the illusion broke and got to know that these distances will not go away, things that I was afraid to even think will be the ones to come true. What's right, what's wrong, don't know, but even after breaking the heart is in hope, all I know is these eyes are still in search.

This irony is sort of very difficult, neither want to get nor want to lose, and knew it had to happen, then don't know what is to be cried about....

  'The Firefly' There's a firefly entering my room every night,  In the dark, bringing a ray so bright.  Have been noticing it since past few days,  Trying to interact with in different ways.  Tried to click a picture but could not,  Probably it didn't like the idea to be shot.  It's a pleasure after a hectic day.  Couldn't understand what it had to say.  My eyes would follow it throughout the room.  Finally it made my thoughts to bloom,  Made me write on it,  I know that's crazy a bit.  Before I fall asleep  It gave me a lesson to keep,  Left me in thoughts so deep. Decoding the message brought by the tiny wings,  In unexpected miracles it brings,  There's a melody life sings,  Need not be queens or kings  Among those flashes and blings,  Happiness actually lies in these little things .                             ...

 To forget everything, to be lost in a different world, to be able to see just one in a crowd of thousands, to be happy without a reason, to smile more through the eyes, life is waiting for those moments to get back.

 Could understand the pain behind the smiles, weave the untold things into words, know the condition of the soul through the eyes, wish someone could hear the voice of silence. When the heart screamed for help, could find itself alone even among hundreds, this heart then shed millions of tears when no one could hear that silence. That innocence, that childishness  would not have been hurt if someone would have extended a helping hand, the smile would not have been lost with age if one would have heard the voice of silence. If all could have been expressed with words, God would not have given a sense of sensitivity. People would not have been so far from each other if we would have heard the voice of silence.

  'Aloneness' Aloneness is not when you don't have people around you,  Aloneness is when you find yourself alone amid a huge crowd,  When there are hundreds of people to say yours  But none to trust and tell what you're going through, When not a single person from the entire crowd  Can see the tears behind that fake smile,  When not a single person can hear that muted scream,  When you know you need someone  But still choose to walk away  Thinking that nobody will understand,  You better yourself find a way.  You enjoy the company of nature  More than that of the fellow sapians,  When you start a journey to discover your true self And free yourself into a thoughtful zone, That's when you realize  Aloneness is not being alone.                                                 - Vaishali Gautam...

  'Distance doesn't separate people' As we grow we realize,  Everyone we met had a role to play.  Some were meant to be temporary  While few others had to stay.  But some of those temporary characters  Make a permanent place in the heart. They stay so close in our memories  But in distance, they're miles apart.  Have heard somewhere that everyone we meet  Is connected to us in some ways.  Some hold our hands in the darkest phase, Some accompany in the brightest days.  Nobody can understand the power of these connections,  These things are quite supernal.  Distance doesn't separate people  When the connections are eternal.                                                      - Vaishali Gautam 

Passed through the same streets again, those streets were also found, those corridors were found, all those people were also found, but I wasn't found. Though I'm me only but not me, there is some lack in happiness but not less. How to tell this story of losing myself? Eyes are a bit filled with tears but no sorrow. Is it a mistake of time or my misunderstanding, don't know, why a blooming life is feared, don't know. Have definitely lost myself, but the time, the world or I myself, who is guilty, don't know. Whatever was dreamed is all achieved, got fame, got name, got discussed, got reward, won, got respect, everything was found but I wasn't found. In the race to achieve everything, I lost myself in such a way that happiness was received in abundance, but to celebrate them, I wasn't found.

 People have told me that those who get away from us, they become stars and then decorate you. You do not look so bad that you'll punish us to decorate yourself, you look very innocent in appearance, tell me what is the reality. Is this true or are they only things to say? Just tell me who are these stars that are shimmering in your shelters. Tell me, do our people really become stars or do I talk to them for hours for no reason? Tell me the truth of these things today, if you really have our people, then Oh the sky! This is my request to you, return them back.

 Some lackings make life so incomplete, every attempt to complete fails. Reasons for being happy are still found, but there remains some emptiness in that happiness, there remains a sort of agony in the heart. We do keep living but life sometimes seems like a burden. There remains no fear of losing anything, neither the desire to get something. Even after losing everything, there is a desire to remove this incompleteness, no matter what we achieve, it remains the only wish. We learn to live in this incompleteness but some complains, some grievances remain for life. 

  Not able to express myself in front of others, so do talk to you only. Don't know what is special about you that makes me smile. When I'm unhappy, just need to see you, when I'm looking at you, it feels as if the whole world is mine. Don't know what magic it is that makes the weeping heart happy too. Tell me one thing, do you take our words to another world. Though  you're no creature, for people you are just the sky, but for me my friend, you're the world of my happiness.

  'I want to wear your hug' Just wanted to remind you  How much I miss you, Wanted to tell you  There's so much that is due.  I want to hold your hand  And walk by the lane.  Want to tell you so much,  Want to see you again . I know these wishes  Are not going to be fulfilled. It gets too hard sometimes,  My happiness is killed.  I could see you for once,  It's a wish from the core. I want to wear your hug  For just once more .               -Vaishali Gautam 

I know that you will fight the whole world in love, but I won't be able to bear you getting injured. 

 

You are some magician, let's accept this thing today, who, after hearing only half the truth, tells about my entire personality. Based on the things you heard, you felt that you have come to know me, that is only half the truth which you have accepted as my reality. Those who are fascinated at the heights of the waves, ever look at the depths of the sea, and what did you say? You know me more than myself? Hey go! Do something else. We humans are really strange, can tell a thousand things about others, but spend a whole life by staying unaware of ourselves. We form views in a single meeting without knowing who has gone through what circumstances. Sometimes half truth is worse than a lie.   

 The speed of time is also very strange, changes itself according to itself. Where the good time flies away in a blink of an eye, in bad times it goes very slow. In this change of time, we did adapt ourselves but did not know when we lost ourselves. When paused this rush of life for a couple of moments, hundreds of people were  found in the way but still found myself alone. Walk with the pace of time but don't lose yourself somewhere and while running when you fall alone, oh listen! Don't you cry.

  The eyes won't open in hopelessness, tears won't be on the verge to fall, life will smile as before, the desire to live won't be less. When the heart will be exited for the beginning of a new day, neither will be the attempts to run away from life nor the mind will be in trouble. Eyes will dream again, life will tweet again, being happy will become the nature again, the garden of hope will flourish again. Life is in need of that beginning that'll bring back life into life, the eyes are waiting for that new morn. 

  'Let's become humans' Just walking down the lane,  Lost in the thoughts of sanity,  I saw a beautiful happening  That regained my faith in humanity.  A man sharing his umbrella  With a tiny little canine,  In a world full of sheer darkness  He seemed like a little sunshine.  By the other intelligent folks around  This was considered insane.  Probably in this contemporary world  It's silly to be humane.  Let's understand the scene well,  Let's hear the wordless message it tells,  Let's become human beings  Before becoming anything else.                                                                      -Vaishali Gautam 

 Agreed that it's important to move on in life but will it be right to give someone a broken heart? I too want to mend this heart but will a broken heart be able to love again? 

  'A Blissful World' A beautiful starry night,  The moon peeping through the trees,  Beautiful flowers blooming around,  Peace flowing with the breeze.  Sheer silence all around  With no traces of the folks,  Ambiance lit up with moonlight,  Pure bliss is what the scene evokes . Huge stretches of beautiful nature  To all extents the eye can see,  Standing amidst this divine scene, Just the flowers, the moon, the stars and me.  Want to lose myself in such a world,  Just want to be quite and feel the breeze,  Escaping all the chaos around,  Just want to be blissful and be at ease.                                              - Vaishali Gautam 

  'Courage' It takes a lot of courage to just be yourself,  Deny to be a part of the crowd,  Decide to walk on a different path  That no one validates and still be proud.  It takes a lot of courage to take responsibility  When you'll have no one to blame . It'll be too hard to keep walking  Until the moment comes that'll change the game.  It takes a lot of courage to live by your rules,  To not let anyone else decide your life.  Trusting yourself when nobody does  Is like walking on the edge of a knife.  It takes a lot of courage to have faith , Keep going and keep doing your bit,  But if you do, you'll inspire lots many,  And at the end it'll all worth it.                                      -Vaishali Gautam 

 Don't try to touch the sky, try to understand it, this sky teaches us a lot. Don't try to imprison it in your fist, rather try to free yourself into it, it makes us realize the possibilities of life. When life get's dark, just look up, this azure is telling you something, this welkin filled with stars and the moon is teaching the art of shining even in the dark. 

'Those were the days' Everyone in rush  Amidst the heavy crowd.  Thousands feet dancing  On music so loud.  Nights bathing under the lights,  Cheering voices filling the ambiance, Who knew something like this would happen,  Everything changed at an instance.  Everything we were not grateful about, Took for granted and didn't care, An invisible creature changed the world,  Even the common has become so rare.  Everyone's talking about the new normal,  Trying to adapt in certain ways,  Realizing the value of what all we had,  Everyone's thinking those were the days.                                        -Vaishali Gautam 

 Have you ever realized that besides air, water, shelter, clothes, food, friends, family and other necessities of our lives, there's one more thing that we just can't live without? Yes! That's dream. Some people say that life is a dream but I think that life is not just a dream, it's a collection of those uncountable number of dreams that we see in our lifetime. Some people say that we should have a dream and we should devote our lives towards it's fulfilment, because that's what life is about.  But what if that one dream that you've been watching since years don't get fulfilled?  Will that be the end of your story? Here let's talk about Late A. P. J. Abdul Kalam.  Whenever we talk about dreams, he's the one who most likely comes to our minds. He's the one who has always taught to dream through his words. He's an inspiration for all of us. We all remember his quotes word by word. But we somewhere failed to interpret it properly. Don't...

 

' In Call Log' Out of those hundreds of friends  That I thought would forever stay,  This is for those handful gems  Who actually stayed along the way.  In this crowded world of show-offs,  Among people running in a blind race, I find true happiness when we're together,  You all are truely my happy place.  I forget the world when I'm with you,  I become who I actually am,  Feel blessed and grateful to have you,  To me, you're the god gifted fam. Have been together through ups & downs,  You'll always be my secret blog,  We'll never run out of topics when talk,  You'll always be constant in my call log.                                     -Vaishali Gautam 

 'A New Beginning' No matter how's the match going, You can always have a good inning. No matter how's the story going, You can always have a new beginning. However broken you are, Whatever is the extent of the pain, It's never too late to collect those pieces And build yourself again. The constant disappointments you faced, The amount of hope that you lost, It's never too late to replenish it all, A fresh new vision is the only cost. A single chapter does not define The quality of the entire book, Whenever you fall, just laugh and stand again, Wear the specs of positivity and give life an optimistic look.                                                                    - Vaishali Gautam