New Dawn of Hope

I sit here and think..think hard of what has come of life..
is this what I really had wished for ? or is it much more better than what I anticipated..There have been times when I have felt the tiny sparkles of my dream slipping away in a silent slumber ..and then there have been those times when I have been in awe of what life has offered...Complex..ambiguous

Life....glory and Doom

I always find that no matter what the source, true inspiration must pass own judgement. The judgement one makes on any situation will come from the faith one has in oneself with knowing what truly matters in life, and what doesn’t, and the ability to recognize the difference

My can of thoughts is crawling like ants...started with a tiny dot and now I see thousands and thousands...


-Shyamli :)

So weird, the destiny of my heart,,which simply doesn't understand the realms of my own desire !!

how i try to break free of this engulfing power...the smoke that tries to capture me in its claws..scathing my soul raw and deep..leaving my emotions bleeding on the floor..

Is this me ??


For so long...looking into the mirror
I saw only a reflection of an image,
a stranger looking back at me.

When looking into my eyes,
I saw only an emptiness, a void.

Beneath those eyes were many fears,
fears of pain,
fears of sorrow,
feelings of no hope.

How could I not know this face,
as I stand staring it in the mirror?

Where is that person that I used to be,
why can't I see?

Turning again looking into the mirror,
I saw my life,
one that had gone out 
like a candle being extinguished.

What reflected back from that mirror
was a stranger looking back at me.

Standing there feeling so alone,
 lost and  confused,
 the fear set in, where was this person
I called ME?




Shyamli :)

Nice Poem .. by Mandar Hingne. . .

http://mandarhingne.blogspot.com/2010/02/1.html

Hey Mandar ! Kudos !! !

Possession. .. o Attachment. . Thin line to b watched for. ..

The Greatest Love according to Plato , would disclose the secret beauty in Everything, That hidden harmony which directs all human beings towards the best of all possible Ends.. .

But Then A man Who is comfortable with himself and others will have no need to control others but only himself. . Why any of us needs to control someone else's behaviour is beyond my thinking and imagination. . If u like being what u r so does the other person.. dont ya think so ? ? ? o is it that just because u like being urself the other one also should . . .

But when i actually set to examine the factor i realise what triggers is the FEAR.. . Fear to loose that someone cherished, loved.. n Lack of TRUST. .Big time !! !

Blog for Marathi Poem

HAd come across this blog really long back. .A blogwith beautiful peom.Thisb log belongs to Mr.Mandar hingne and trust me ppl u'll really get good poem collection here
. . M providing the link below. .
http://mandarhingne.blogspot.com/

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