Friday, September 30, 2011

Words in stone.

This you may have heard before,
it is so oft repeated,
that sticks and stones, may break bones
but with words no hurt can be meted.

What strength do mere words have,
as compared to solid stone and stick?
They can always force a point home,
better than fragile words you hear and ink.

While one can't dispute the simple truth
that bones broken bones will ache,
the ache subsides in sometime,
if the right remedies you take.

On the other hand, the words we use everyday,
just slip quietly by,
so familiar, so many, so everywhere,
we ignore what they can do or deny.

But there are times when a simple word,
can change your very world.
A word can cause you to crash or soar,
depending on what you are told.

Words can cut deeper than swords,
to wounds that might never heal,
and even if they manage to,
the scars nothing can conceal.

Words can also act as salve,
to the bruised or broken spirit.
They can reach deep into the soul
and give it the greatest lift.

The power to hurt and the power to heal,
the power that words can wield.
While sticks and stones can only hurt,
words can fit every need !!






Thursday, September 8, 2011

An afterlife story

He had put his life together,
slowly piece by piece,
and made  a great big fortune,
built a life of ease.

Now that he was getting on,
he knew his end was near,
the only thing that bothered him,
was leaving back all that was dear.

Oh, he knew that his loved ones,
would follow him some day.
It was his treasured possessions,
he'd have to leave and go away.

Was there a way that he could,
take it all along with him,
for a man who cracked countless deals,
could he crack one with HIM?

Determination had got him,
all that he could ask,
to get god to make an exception,
he set himself the task.

He prayed and put himself through,
the hardest penance ever,
The 'powers that be' relented,
and blessed his endeavour.

The joy almost killed him,
but he managed to get it together,
and converted all his wealth,
into the most precious thing ever.

Relieved at his good fortune,
he dreamed of a great afterlife,
A time and place so wonderful,
so peaceful and without any strife.

The day arrived at long last,
when he made his journey onward.
fraught with difficulties though it was,
he managed to carry the wealth forward.

At the gates he got crowded,
for all had heard of the miracle,
that he could carry what he wanted,
unheard of in the life and death cycle.

With bated breath all waited,
as the bags were duly unlocked,
When they saw what was inside,
it left them all very shocked.

Why would you need to bring along,
something so worthless and abundant?
Of all the things he could have ,
he'd brought with him some pavement.

He had forgotten in his worldly wisdom,
what he'd been repeatedly been told
that the streets of heaven were paved,
with precious stones and gold.

So next time you ask for anything,
be of somethings wholly aware,
what may be great for the here and now,
may be totally worthless elsewhere!!



P.S.  Be careful what you ask for,
It might just come true
and when it does it just might,
not be what is best for you.





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