INNER THOUGHTS

By Anonymous

 

Quest

I search for love;

But sometimes, this is so elusive;

It’s a hair’s breadth away;

A little beyond my reach.

Keep Cool

If someone stepped on your toes,

And did not apologize;

Keep cool! He does not understand civility.

If someone smutched your name,

And did not express regret for something done or said;

Keep cool! He does not understand morality.

If someone hit you on your back,

Fight back not with your fists;

But with your wit.

He will then understand,

He is but just a dirty, empty can!

Cheating

Feigning you liked when you despised;

Isn’t cheating.

Acting you’re pleased when you’re bored;

Isn’t cheating.

Showing joy when you’re in pain;

Isn’t cheating.

Appearing you’re strong when you’re frail;

Isn’t cheating.

Waving goodbyes when you’re needing hellos;

Isn’t cheating.

Cheating is – pretending you understand when you don’t.

 

A Lifetime Treasure

You are gone…..

But for us, you never left;

You just went ahead

Into the caverns of men’s soul.

We did not lose you,

Although nothing seems the same;

Part of us went with you,

The day God called your name.

We can not see you…..

But we know, you’re someone near;

You do not see us grieve,

But we’re sure, you hear.

We will not forget you……

We will cherish the friendship we learned;

‘Though in our heart, there is pain,

Your memories will remain.

Hasta la vista, friend……

In time, we’ll see each other again;

And when our time on earth expires,

Be our guide……exploring paradise.

Speak up ……. Silence

Speak up, silence……

Tell them why there is solitude;

Why there is love;

And say, it’s not a dream

To love, to smile and to cry.

Speak up, silence…..

Tell them why some songs

Lose their rhythm and rhyme;

And why, there’s always hello

But sometimes….. no goodbye.

Speak up, silence…..

Shout the foolishness of a pride…..

Whimper the cry of a heart……

Tell someone the murmurs of love.

Silence, speak up…. And mend my broken heart!

What is a Friend?

A friend is ……….

The rainbow to amuse you when you’re discouraged;

The shock-absorber for your rage.

The ear to listen to all your sighs;

The hankie to dry your eyes.

The broom to sweep away your trouble;

The cushion to protect you when you tumble.

The mirror to show you reality;

The book to enhance your creativity.

The wine to sip when you’re euphoric;

The stick to whip you when you’re abusive.

The lock to your vault of secrets;

The traffic light to warn you of life’s interesting courses.

Free

I saw a cocoon on my window;

It wriggled for a while;

It’s a butterfly!

I watched it……

It watched me too; …..

Then it flew!

I guess… Alike my empty soul!