Self Confidence

Look within yourself and your life
Find out what is good and what is right
Whether it involves looking up at the stars
Or having a collection of a bunch of old cars.
 No matter how you look on any morning, or any day
Don’t let the wave collapse you in the bay.
Don't let someone criticize the way you are
Let yourself shine; show all your scars.
Life is a benefit so use it wisely
Don’t walk away or use it blindly.
Find the meaning of what you desire
Let it sing the chords of a choir.
It may be a challenge to find a path
But do not get devoured in your wrath
Be yourself in every way
And never feel like you're the prey.

- by Amruta
(Oct 13 2019)

Home

"Don't worry, my love!", she whispered,
As he sat by her in the dim lit room,
"My journey's begun to my place before,
It's where all happiness does mushroom"

"It's not far, and the way is clear,
The silver sky's bright all through;
I can see those hills from here
And I do feel the cool breeze too."

"There I see those meadows white,
And dancing rows of lilies blue,
Gently caressed by air's delight
And kissed just so by the crystal dew."

"What lies beyond I know is my Home,
With walls of marble and golden hue.
Back in the garden there's a silver dome,
That is where I'll wait for you."

Gambler

He'd sit alone by the steps of the temple
As the day walks in gently from the East.
He'd spread that rag with arms that tremble
He's all that he has that can himself assist.

He'd settle in so and slowly prepare
For another day of seeking dependence
To again be that object of all stare
And in turn earn a few more pence.

He'd seen much better days in the past
Days when the Present was per his wishes,
And happiness was next to luck in the cast
On life's theatrical stage full of flushes.

He'd been part of that world resplendent
Enjoying the art of being carefree
Thought his coffers one could never indent
And hunger then was his least worry.

As time flew by on those lazy, lazy  days
The thought struck him to make easy money
To mock at, to ridicule the tested ways
That said hard work is life's best journey.

So, long before knowing what was amiss,
He gambled all the way down to a dime.
Then left with none, and no ingress,
He turned a nomad, wandering with time.

He never spent effort to learn his word
And now he found himself bereft of skill.
Now left to his own, he took to the road
Seeking petty alms and a little goodwill.

Faith

That by which a buzzing bee, with aplomb
Leaves early from its honey comb,
To find that one sweet nectar drop
As can fill its hive to the top.

That on which the arduous ant relies
As it scouts around with its allies,
To find a morsel or that one grain -
All it can get ere the big rain.

That by which each soul returns to its nest
As the day sets into the hazy west,
To rest and rise up bright to another day
As more alearned one than it was today.

That faith in myself that I can so strive,
That faith in others that we'd together survive,
That faith in fate that I'd once again rise,
Faith is all I ask for, Bless me be wise!