I think it’s patience, which I was not having much. Sometimes still I struggle, but life has taught me this in all possible ways known to me.
And when patience is combined with Faith , it really works wonderfully .
I think it’s patience, which I was not having much. Sometimes still I struggle, but life has taught me this in all possible ways known to me.
And when patience is combined with Faith , it really works wonderfully .
In those depths of deep trenches,
Searching for a sign of life,
Burdening himself under thousands of psi,
I wonder if anyone alive will be found,
Or he himself won’t be able to thrive,,,
© Sanjay Ranout
In the midst of journey,
Finding myself in yet another war,
Rebellion thoughts resisting the socialist bars.
Choosing among the plethora of arsenals,
Social mindset seems the heavier side,
But with undeterred and determined thoughts,
Rebellious callings riding the high tides.
Amidst this turmoil,
Being confused and frustrated,
Which side will win or lose,
Will I be delighted for win?
Or disappointed with the loss?
Its standing question with million odds.
As hailing from the same source,
Emotions behind the result,
May not lead to usual bulks.
So here a decision to decide,
If to opt for a balancing stride,
Or let rise one of the sides,
Such is the battle among the thoughts,
Brutal and frustrating,
When oneself divides itself to different sides,
©Sanjay Ranout
And when war broke out, all the demons hid behind the covers who were planning it,,,,
In these ghostly shadows
Embarking new figures
With breezing ebbs and flows,
I am not frightened,
Neither impressed,
Like a kite,
I fly high,
And watching from above,
All of this is quite funny
To be afraid of it,,
© Sanjay Ranout
A being of silence
Awaiting to be heard of
In my silence first,
Often world tries
To make me utter words
By intimidating,
By challenging my worth
and my existence,
But they don’t know
All i am seeking is
The understanding and acceptance
Of who I am first,
Their intimidation and defaming
Never bothers me,
And nor their praise and poises,
As world is becoming so vocal,
But to them, the voices doesn’t matter,
So I prefer to be quite,
Seeking to listen
To silence in this unworthy noise,
If it exists,,,,
©Sanjay Ranout
So many years of adamancy my heart has ruled on undeterredly,,
And after this unending era of it’s autocracy,
when I decided to ignore it’s voices and set onto a different journey,,
You suddenly appeared
And triggered that uncontrollable temptations of living that again,
And that too when bridge meeting both pathways
no longer exist ,,,
Leaving me to watch you waiting at the other side
And repenting myself with this thought every minute,
Why I took that stride to this side just before the bridge collapsed,,,,
© Sanjay Ranout
I danced to musings of
tunes tinkling inside my boozy head,
Visible was a silent man leaned on the wall supported by curved back,
Touching the walls with red turned hands,
Watching the noise , listening to the silence,,
I was mused and submerged in mystic of those inner tunes,
And those loud beats beating around were left mere ,
A noise to watch,,,,
© Sanjay Ranout
In this boulevard of broken dreams,
You yourself is your own company,,
So get up and keep rising,
It’s just a part of life ,
As life goes on,
These setbacks will also goes on
If one have all the ears ,
Understanding follows,,
To the nuisance of voices,,
Only attempt of dominance grows,,