Karma’s Waltz

When joy surges, and power becomes our attire,

Illusion leads us into a dance of desire.

Convinced we control, we plot and steer,

In bonds of love, amidst laughter and tear.

Through our kin, our spouses, we weave our tune,

Drawing them away, under the sun and moon.

Basking in their love, their full-hearted surrender,

Not realizing, life’s truths are tender.

But as seasons shift, and children sprout wings,

To new families and loves, their hearts they bring.

Now we taste the bitter flavor of disregard,

Karma’s dance continues, the rhythm hard.

At the height of our game, sight becomes poor,

Life’s tide, we forget, kisses every shore.

Ebb trails each high wave’s vigorous ride,

Nothing remains constant, such is life’s stride.

Dance of Disillusioned Love

In the dance of life, illusions took hold,

A mirage of love, seemingly bold

Yet as the echo of our laughter fades,

I see the reality of our charade...

How to move on, when steps echo our song?

Yet I've danced this rhythm for so long

Heartbreak and joy, a coin toss of life,

In the music of emotions, I must strive...

Walking in shadows of what was,

Seeking light in a new cause

Illusions may shatter, yet I stand,

Stronger, braver, on love's shifting sand...

In the ebb and flow, life's lessons unfold,

Each ending, a new story to be told

So here's to hope, in this cosmic dance,

For in every heartbreak, there's a new chance!!!

Time's Tapestry: A Dance of Memories

Two decades pass in but a blink, or so it seems,

As fleeting as a wisp of cloud, in the land of dreams.

I revisit conversations past, with friends and kin,

Wondering how much I've changed, the growth within.

Some connections still remain, while others fade,

The dance of closeness shifts, as years cascade.

Are relationships, I wonder, simply bound by time,

Serving fleeting needs, in life's rhythmic rhyme?

We must move forward, for time won't stand still,

Embracing change, we bend to life's gentle will.

The moments of joy we create, are they just time's snare?

Or a chance for deeper bonds, as we journey and share?

New memories we must forge, in these bonds we hold,

Fresh adventures, travels far, stories yet untold.

For life evolves, as do we, in this world we pause,

Our journey here, a fleeting glimpse, in a grander cause.

My Country, My Land

Easy it is to say, it is my house, my land, my country,
Fool we must be to think, we own mother nature indefinitely,
All this is but a lease for us to pass our journey,
For one day, we shall leave this all behind on our way,
What is the point of obsessing or fighting over this
When we know deep in our heart it not even ours
Imagine how many wars could have been prevented,
and precious beautiful lives saved
if each of us lived in our own shell of bliss
having no aim of material things to possess
We could move from one place to other
without fearing one another
Enjoy the beautiful planet we have and mother nature
for some day we shall sleep forever in paradise