for when

there is a question which keeps coming back to us...

aren't you bored of the same old routine things every day, every instant?

for when you are not feeling well, vulnerability at its peak,

for when the heart aches, you don’t know what a smile means.

for when there is a loss, the emotional ambience so bleak,

for when there is a trauma, figuring will this ever pass.

for when you are disappointed with yourself, self-guilt hurts,

for when you have wrongly traveled way too far, where to go?

for when you make bad decisions, regret of consequence spurts,

for when you have let someone down, from here where to go?

for when you fall in your own eyes, when calmness deserts you,

for when all you achieved means nothing more, anymore  to you

for when all those seem so distant to you, so much alone are you

for when everything good alludes you, refuses to meet you.

for when there is failure in every step of the way, all the way

for when none of the above things happen, you know they exist,

for when none of the above things happen at any given moment,

then why is that  humdrum mundane moment, not the happiest one.. 

pleasant ones

millions of pleasant thoughts surpass me every day...they are unbelievably tickling and bring a notorious smile..

a beautiful girl by the light of the window
the bench and the tree, with its shadow
the lawn and the grass, back on the ground
with you a kid or a dog, either one around.

invisible support, unknown to me all the time,
for once, the first of an hard-earned dime,
for food and rest, are more so pleasurable
a good laugh calming, divinely pleasurable.

admiration from any, the sound of a praise,
the feeling of special, sometimes deceitful case
the breeze of cold, in the scorching sun,
the drop of water, when quench knows none.

the feeling of love, a different state of bliss,
and the thought of you, those moments of fizz
gratitude of one, not anticipating from her,
random a noble deed, one from a stranger.

when a way old song, a favorite turns up
when a way old face, a likeable turns up,
when a free trinket, less in cost more in value,
after the strain, when rewards and fruits call you.

reminiscent memoirs of fragrances and déjà vu
a positive change, wished by the heart and you,
a chilled out day, soothing and egging bright
when all things end well, and all seems right.

of family, friends, life and work.. something pleasant keeps you...