And when he looked back ,
There was no one who made the noise,,,
©Sanjay Ranout
And when he looked back ,
There was no one who made the noise,,,
©Sanjay Ranout
A startling puzzle of life,
Confronts me every now and then,
Taking away a big chunk of peace of my life,
Every time it overpowers my consent,
Where I am heading!
What’s my course!
I wonder whether I would be able to describe it ever???
©Sanjay Ranout
Thriving through too many ifs and buts,
What if, it had not been !
How has it been,,,
What if, it hadn’t felt those strikes of high tides!
What if, it hadn’t been through extreme crests and troughs!
What if, it had never touched those zeniths and depths!
What if, it hadn’t choked my breath so often!
What if, it hadn’t paced up my heartbeat so often!
What if, those extremes have never occurred!
What if, it hadn’t been so rough ride,
What if, it had never left me looking behind,
What if those scars have never impressed,
What if, that pain have never inseminated,
What if, it had been an easy ride!
Floating on easy tides,
What if, life never had felt so unfair!
What if, i have felt that anyone really cares!
I wouldn’t have felt so much callous,
What if it hadn’t been!
How it has been!!
©Sanjay Ranout
Watch it or hear it,
It sings ,it composes
Also presents perfect views
By closing my eyes and listening to it,
My heart falls in love with its tunes,
And get into dancing in its own melody,
©Sanjay Ranout
Hoping for someone who hope for someone else,, can be catastrophic for emotional and psychological state of mind,, or hoping for things to happen differently fir the events that are happening right now just devoid us from what life is offering,,
It will make us to live in a never-ending , disturbing wait with an illusion of having possitive attitude in the form of Hope,
Hope is more dangerous than expectations, for peace of mind ,though it’s always associated with it, but it’s effect is quite delusional as in the wait of life to start, we keep on waiting for life to start till it’s end ,
So Before you Hope , just think what you are hoping,,
Reasons??
Questions??
And no answers!!!!!
Let’s stop this tussle
And Live the moment as it is
No questions asked,,
©Sanjay Ranout
In this imaginary world
Nothing is worth to hold
Floating clouds and water drops
Moving along the wind flow
Up and down
Left to right
It’s everywhere in sight
Still we try to catch and hold
Some moments , some memories
In our feelings store
Wandering through extreme ends
Sending signals to amend
Things that didn’t work
Mistakes that didn’t confer
It’s still going its own way
What to do and what to say
Wandering souls continue in this fray,,,,
©Sanjay Ranout
With this wandering quest
Like Hazy morning mist
Faded unclear vision
And there meets a serene calm spring,
Restoring a feeling of inner peace
Nothing better to say
Nor anything left to be done
Now just sit back and relax
And watch the show,
©Sanjay Ranout
Like a solo traveller ,
Travelling alone all dimensions of life,,
Like a loner,
Taking myself on dates,
Like a grizzly,
Wandering alone in the woods,
Like a monk,
Looking for peaceful place in nature,
Like a manic,
Dancing alone on my own tunes,
Like a king of my heart,
Following the trails of inner callings,
Like an outcast,
Becoming unaware of social norms,
Like a nomadic,
Never stop travelling inside me,
Being single for a long,,
And not hoping for someone to walk along ,
Oh ! My life just go on ,,,,
Now It no more hurts,
It no more bothers ,
No more thinkings and presumptions,
Just do whatever you want,
Take all the honours,,
©Sanjay Ranout
What if I was a tree!
You must be a wine around me,
What if I was a stone,
You must be green algae living on me,
What if I was an abode,
You must be the only occupant in there,
What if I was a desert land,
You must be the wind blowing over me,
What if I was a mountain,
You must be the snow over me,
What if I was a river,
You must be a boat sailing over me,
What if I was a valley,
You must be seasonal flower existing over me,
What if ! Can be anything,
But you are never permanent,
Neither you nor your words,
Still I carry them along with full worth,
It’s not you, who is special,a
Oh dear! It’s my heart who should get all the credit,
©Sanjay Ranout
