The toughest battles aren't the ones fought in the battlefields but are
the one that we have within ourselves...sindhu nandakumar
Silence is beautiful when we are alone .... words expressed in the rightful manner brings to light who we are, what we think and how we want things to be .... So be silent and observe yourself when you are alone, But speak up when you are in company to express, expand and explore the goodness around you and to let the world know what you think ... Visit me at www.sindhunandakumar.com
Thursday, 29 October 2015
Saturday, 24 October 2015
To my best friend
A thought so beautiful , cool and calm
Evaded my life, as I treaded my teens.
As days passed ,it evolved into fine lines of
friendship
Trust and comfort, all by itself.
An year filled with laughter, fun and gleeful
memories
Transformed my simple thought
Into an eternal bond of unerring support
Enveloping me in a halo of its own .
As destiny’s
whips lashed me hard,
My halo protected me ,
And every time I shivered in pain
It consoled me and brought me back to be
myself.
Yet even when I knew, I wouldn’t
Survive future storms of fate
Without this halo of mine ,
I let it go, with a smiling face and a broken
heart.
Days and night passed,
Just as varied months and years,
Bringing in times of sorrow and at time joy.
Moments of smiles and moments of tears.
I fought even when I lost.
I won even
after I lost hope.
I was praised
for my glories
And snubbed for my failures.
I was strong and sometimes weak,
I dwelled in solitude and in crowds,
I was
happy and at times sad
As I faced the rise and fall of life.
Everything
around me changed
Changing
my thoughts, my goals
My attitude, my relations, my beliefs
And the way I see things.
Yet there is something that never changed,
There was never a day
nor a night ,
Happy or sad, lonely or crowded
That passed without a thought of yours.
As my pen scribbled scrolls of pages,
I realize, there was never a book of mine,
That lacked at least a line about you.
Or ever a story told, without outlining your
subtle presence.
This is not a missing ode,
As I have never missed you .
You were always a part in me
And will be so, till times unknown …….
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