The Brown leaves that fell

Today when i waked under the shadow of the trees a cool blow of the breeze shook them and suddenly there were leaves cascading down all around me.As i watched them fall, those withered, broken leaves struggling to go down as the air pushed them upwards resulting in a sway to their motion i felt peace. Peace beacuse I realized that I’m not much different from them, my heart is nothing different from a leaf green with happiness but as the seasons change and it starts to die a little everyday until all it takes is one small blow to tear it apart and despite all my efforts to revive it, it keeps on falling until it reaches abyss…but i know the story doesn’t ends here, for soon the weather will change again and the same winds that brought them down will brings with them the rain that will quench the soils and bring life once again to the barren branches of life itself…thats how nature works, thats how happiness works… ;

The Price of Life

There comes  a time when you look around and see grey everywhere, the colors of life faded and the expressions all look blank, the sound of life echos no more and silence whispers in every rank.Life takes a toll for all our happiness, usually it takes more than it gives.The price may not seem too much but after a while you enter  a dark corner and nothing but black surrounds you, you hear no one and you see nothing, you pretend to breath and smile at the emptiness.For a while now I’ve realized that most of the emptiness is a consequence of my personal endeavors for comfort and peace. I push people away and then I sit back and wallow about being alone, I shouldn’t be doing that but i find it difficult to detach myself from this vicious cycle….Sometimes I think maybe because i like the pain of being alone that’s why i cant let it go or maybe its become something of a habit, I write a lot but words never seem to suffice for all that goes around in my mind.With that being said I don’t think there’s a way to evade Life’s toll…We all suffer, one way or another…

Magic

A friend of mine challanges me to write a poem on the given topic…so i accepted it…the topic was magic….here goes….
MAGIC

Born in a world where all was wrong,
Life was sad and stories were tragic,
I found a way to turn it around,
I found a thing they called magic,

The magic to vanish sorrow’s breeze,
And make the tears go running away,
The magic that puts your worries to ease,
And starts the games you wanna play,

The magic i say is not from beyond,
It stays in us night and day,
The magic i speak is not but words,
Ones that we usually forget to say,

The magic was there for all to see,
Weather you say yay or nay,
The magic was love all along,
Cast by the gentle words you convey,