Wandering Heart

Humans have mind and heart,

And following mind fits well in beginning,

Things change with vision

When we start feeling every season,

And then there comes injection of hormones,

And we get into a new world of realm,

Going through tides and ebbs,

Things which make us feel like heaven,

And sometimes declare our life worthless,

It’s through these delicacy and roughs,

We learn what’s worth to matter us,

Heart or mind it doesn’t matter,

Finally where we sets our camp,

Is the start of journey ,

We embark on this life

Sooner or later it doesn’t matter,

We reach our ends as much we stay on course,

On path we decides ,

On course we admires

Being human ,

It’s all about feelings and emotions,

That decide our lives,

If we dare to follow ,

If we dare to stay,

If we dare to have faith,

It’s heart , only heart make us feel more human,

© Sanjay Ranout

Hope – a catastrophe

Hoping for someone who hope for someone else,, can be catastrophic for emotional and psychological state of mind,, or hoping for things to happen differently fir the events that are happening right now just devoid us from what life is offering,,

It will make us to live in a never-ending , disturbing wait with an illusion of having possitive attitude in the form of Hope,

Hope is more dangerous than expectations, for peace of mind ,though it’s always associated with it, but it’s effect is quite delusional as in the wait of life to start, we keep on waiting for life to start till it’s end ,

So Before you Hope , just think what you are hoping,,

Address the inner battles

When the battles inside take over mental peace,

I leave settlement upon time,

And then time doesn’t heal by itself,

As time shifts the battles from one to another,

So how does the peace restore,

Maybe peace lies in preventing this chain reaction of battles even to get started ,,,

©Sanjay Ranout

If I was….

What if I was a tree!

You must be a wine around me,

What if I was a stone,

You must be green algae living on me,

What if I was an abode,

You must be the only occupant in there,

What if I was a desert land,

You must be the wind blowing over me,

What if I was a mountain,

You must be the snow over me,

What if I was a river,

You must be a boat sailing over me,

What if I was a valley,

You must be seasonal flower existing over me,

What if ! Can be anything,

But you are never permanent,

Neither you nor your words,

Still I carry them along with full worth,

It’s not you, who is special,a

Oh dear! It’s my heart who should get all the credit,

©Sanjay Ranout

Can Worst be Managed?

What if things I wish for, won’t happen,

What if again some unknown hurdle shows up ,

What if things get worse ,

What if all the hopes again dash into ground,

Through all these fears and insecurities,

I think, what will be worst case scenario!,

Will it be so hard to live with it,

Or it’s just imagination that is creating all the furore,

No matter what, Life goes on,

And I think even worst of worse also gets managed on its own,,

Real worst is the present life with imagination of future’s bad omen,,

As when the future will be present maybe all of these fears won’t even matter,

But thoughts of upcoming future will be overcasting our minds,

If we continue living with this thought,

How will we live if our fears will become real,,,,

Important is , not to think about them,,

Installing peace!!

If Human is a computer,

Brain is hard drive,

Mind is CPU,

Thoughts are inputs,

In Search for software,

Seeking peace as outputs,

Hard to perceive human a computer,

As it needs every time different software,

It’s complex like coding,

Some ransomware is continuously working,

To keep us always searching,

That one universal software ,

To install the peace in its Hard drive,

Viruses, malwares of fears and insecurities are always attacking,

And humans are decoding them one after another,

Antiviruses fail like antidotes,

And We need to improvise, adapt,

To Again install peace ,

I think this processing will go on,

As long a human life will live,

As long we never stop trying,

As long we aren’t ready to give up,

As long we never stop Hoping,

The longing of installing Peace,,

©Sanjay Ranout

Planning or Acceptance!!

So often I encountered the question ❓

What I really want ❓

As much it’s hard to resolve this equation,

That much often I face this situation,

Is life meant to be planned?

Or it just need to be accepted?

Is life been already designed?

Or we need to learn skills to design it?

It’s mysterious,

It’s disturbing,

Still its unable to hold on to one notion!

Sometimes it flows in our favour,

Sometimes it uncover totally different picture,

That’s why our perceptions swings,

Encoding happiness and peace with different strings,

From planning to just mere accepting it,

Is it all the mind game ❓

As it doesn’t want to live disturbed for long,

So it plans when it’s spring time,

And then in harsh times , it resolves to just accept what’s offered,

It takes time to switch it’s stint,

And it happens so often,

Thus it’s effects keep changing with time,

From disturbing me earlier,

To making me think now,,

Asking this question ❓

Is life meant to be accepted ❓

Or I need to plan it❓

©Sanjay Ranout

The Times to forget and remember!

Do we need to remember it!

Or forget it!

But Once it will be over,

We’ll have a lot to figure out,

Unprecedented for few generations,

High times for unseen lows,

Confusions and chaos around,

Everywhere its calling to find more solutions,

Somewhere it’s seen as crisis,

Sometimes as nature’s reminder,

Maybe it’s an wide awakening call

That anytime life can stall,

Still we have hope ,

Passaging through this dark phase,

There is light at other side of tunnel,

A lot will be remembered,

A lot will be needed to forget,

How strange life can be,

Appearing in such strange tests,,

©Sanjay Ranout

Life’s flow

Flowing and flowing,

Sometimes like calm river,

Sometimes jammed sever,

Sometimes flash flooded,

Unstoppable and undeterred,

Sometimes Passing through valley of flowers,

Sometimes piercing through scorching deserts,

Sometimes falling over vertical cliffs,

Enriching it’s journey with varied experiences,,

Sometimes narrowing its size through narrow canyons,

Sometimes widening its presence to maximum in the plains,

It’s a journey which never stops midway,

And finally Ends it’s existence in it’s destined bay,

It’s harsh,it’s smooth,

It’s painful and also pleasure in its route,,

Such is the life’s flow,,

It has always much more to show,,

©Sanjay Ranout