Life is still a mystery

I created my desire,

But I have to create my destiny,

So the stress is wildly racing inside of me,

A voice in my head keeps asking-

“Would I be able to achieve-all those dreams that I weave?”

So now I keep inhaling curiousity,

Because life is still a mystery!

But I would never surrender,

In front of this overwhelming pressure,

I’ll just observe, learn and wait,

For the right time, for the right place!

Where all those walls would fall apart,

And only magic would hold my heart,

Light would enter from the dark,

Which would lead me to the way,

Where I would be able to create my own day,

Where clouds would shed joyous tears,

And I would abandon all my fears,

Because success would be so near!

There life could be spent with ease,

And then I would thank god on my knees,

Because I would finally become who I want to be,

And that would be an end to my curiousity,

Because life would no longer be a mystery!

Copyright © Upasana Goyal 2014

Melody of Poetry

As I sit here relaxed-I feel so much beauty in the world today,

All I want is to quietly feel nature working in its own way.

As the air passes a little mild,

Let the trees dance in their happiest style,

I’d just love to stare the squirrels for a little while…

Let blossom all the pretty colours of all flowers,

Let the sunshine shine inside of me and give me power,

And let the melody of poetry

                   take you and me

                   to the place it wants to be.

     And so I set it free

                   to emerge from me

                   and take you and me

                   to the place it wants to be.

Let the cool breeze flow,

At its brightest let the sun glow,

Let all desired shapes be taken by the cloud,

Let me feel all my feelings come out….

Let the birds sing their favourite tune,

Let the butterfly appear from its cocoon,

Let all animals live their life in harmony,

And let the melody of poetry

                   take you and me

                   to the place it wants to be.

As I choose my favourite colour and paint my creativity,

We would see-how the melody of poetry

                                    originates from me

                                    and takes us to the place it wants to be.

                  

                                                                             -Thank you.