Ever seen people in the harshest of circumstances, who despite all misfortunes, keep up with a cheery spirit and even have enough strength to encourage others? I have, and it makes me believe that it’s what we have inside that matters, not what affects us from outside. There are people that seem to break down at the slightest hint of rejection, under the lowest degree of stress. On the other hand, there are those that stubbornly stay positive in the face of any failure and maltreatment. This poem is for keeping ourselves and our close ones afloat:
Thoughts are these creatures
That enter your head.
With impudent features,
They urge to be fed.
Tiny but bustling,
They delve into sense,
At peace’s expense.
They hype up your woes,
Sinking the measure
Of cheerless lows.
Thoughts of this kind
Are merciless beasts.
When they’re in mind,
Then misery feasts.
They’d never lighten
Your burden of stress.
Rather, they’d heighten
Unease in excess,
Lead to confusion
And pilfer your sleep…
See the intrusion!
Don’t let it go deep.
Don’t get infected
By saddening blues.
Don’t feel dejected.
Keep positive views.
Let us uphold
All the patience we need.
Raise it twofold.
Never let it recede.
We’ll make it through.
Could it be otherwise?
We’ll make it through
All the lows and the highs.
(The photo above was taken in Northern NJ on a sunny spring day. I believe that the vibrant yellow is the most uplifting of colors)
Please share your thoughts: what do you do to bounce back from things that want to weigh you down? I would love to find out in your comments!
When a lengthy wait comes to an end and the longed-for reunion is at hand, it brings such exhilarating joy that is worth sharing.
Away with the planes that steal our love!
Away with good-byes, ’cause we’ve had enough!
Away with the kisses and sighs on the phone!
Away with the blues that are much too known!
And back with the happy spontaneous smiles.
And back to affection in spite of the trials.
And onto the aisle with two golden rings.
And wasn’t it worth all the months and the miles?!
(The picture above was taken in New Jersey, USA. The beauty of cherry blossoms in spring represents the joy or renewal)
What do you think? Have you ever had a long-distance relationship? What kind of impact did it have on your life? I would be glad to read about it in your comments!
The sun shines on us all and gives life to everything. Every one of us should also have an internal sun – the source of everything positive – that beams within and without to inspire ourselves and everyone around.
A fortnight ago, the sun wasn’t mine.
Infused by the brine
Of mist from the ocean,
It wasn’t lethargic but offered no sign
Of tepid attention or lively devotion.
That sun was for those who suffer a bore,
For them who are left with no hope to explore,
For those with reasons to come to despair,
And those who have a mistake to deplore.
Nor was it for me when it shined last week.
Its tone was meek,
As it softened the air.
A cloud enframed its romantic mystique
And veiled the sun’s magisterial glare.
That sun was for those who try to conceal
Some intimate dreams and emotions they feel,
For those who whisper and those who flutter,
For them who are sweet on a dear ideal.
The sun of my world is the sun of today.
Its brightening ray
Will not spare a cloud.
With no hesitation it’s leading the way
Straight into the summer, vivacious and loud.
This sun is for those who share delight,
For those who smile and harbor no spite,
For them who insist on the positive mood,
And those who want their day to be bright.
(The photo above displays a fragment of an Uzbek suzani tapestry)
Now it’s your turn to share about things that keep your spirits high and cheer you up in tough times. Is it a pet, is it a special place, a dear friend, precious mementos, music, art? I would love to find out in your comments!
Love feels airy, tender and festive just like these pretty balloons:
The happy person sees the sky
And knows its wonders day after day.
He’s seen the clouds of every dye,
The sun and the milky way.
The happy person doesn’t walk –
She dances skipping along.
She hums and sings when others talk
And lightly gets rhythms wrong.
The happy person loves the breeze
That soaks the heart in his chest.
He’s gladly savoring with ease
The youth at its very best.
The happy person gives a wink,
A cheerful wink to the moon.
Her heart continues to thrill in sync
With life’s most vivacious tune.
Although the life is often tough
And nothing is ever ideal,
The happy people are happy enough
With all of the love they feel.
Joy is theirs and ever so true,
For they have each other, you see.
The happy person is you.
The happy person is me.
(The photo above was taken at a big mall in the center of Tokyo, Japan. The Japanese have an unrivaled skill for making things pretty)
I realize that love is not always happy, unfortunately. What kind of feelings has love evoked in you lately? What picture would be symbolic of what you feel? Looking forward to hearing about it in your comments!