Monday, November 21, 2011

The Last Resort...

They seem like a dream... the recent course of events...

Never did I know that this Divine, wanted to shower the joy He had in
store for me all at once...

that I get what I desired so that I could never ask anything from Him
ever was what He wrote my fate...

Little did I know, that the joy He had for me was merely for the
shortest duration... The sun above me was there for the last time in
my life...

The bright days are gone, the light has extinguished...

The smile has faded, so has the beat...

The feeling ends... and so... does my life...

--
hamza ..

Sunday, November 20, 2011

The Smiling Moon...

It is said that the moon brings fate along for everyone alike…
It is a good omen for some and a bad omen for others… but yes, it does
bring it alike to everyone…
So what actually makes the difference??
It lies in the fate itself…

Actually everybody's fate is related… This means that fate is supposed
to be relative in nature…
For instance, it can be the fate of two businessmen… the fortune of
one can prove a stab in the belly for the other… or it can be like
that of an exam, where if one doesn't top the charts makes someone
else do it…

Fate is thus a relative concept… which decides who will flourish and when…

But this Mr. Moon knows it all … it carries with it, everyone's future…

The faces it makes each night explain what actually will happen in the
near future… and do we ever pay attention to it???
the answer is No .. a big NO …

And yet, when we do pay a heed to it… it explains every story… in the
proper format, in an apt flow…

And when this Mr. Moon suddenly disappears from scene… we should infer
that something is not going as desired and some detail from our lives
is missing…
If we try and make amends and get to know what this missing thing is,
we will get him back right there, smiling at us the very next night …

Finally, we will have him in the proper charm… in proper fervor…
But, first the priority should be try and break the painful dark night
and expect a morning whose night would be enlightened with this
smiling moon…


--
hamza ..

Friday, November 18, 2011

Each Day, I die A Little Inside...

It's going to take a while…
Just to feel this sunlight on my skin…
Because I've been hiding in the darkness…
Behind a door that no one gets to come in…
And I'm not sleeping …

It's going to take a while just to notice …
This empty space by my side …
Because I've been dwelling on something…
And struggling to find some air to keep alive…
And I'm not sleeping because of you …

I've been dying to know what's on your mind…
10 days, and I've been dying to hear your voice…

It's going to take a while just to take it in…
Because everything's moving so fast …
It's going to take a while just to break you in…
And I've been hoping that this love was built to last…
And I'm not sleeping because of you…

And if I had a choice…
I'd make some noise so the world could hear me…
Could they hear me now that my feet are on the ground??
And I'm wide awake, I'm wide awake tonight…

I've been dying to know what's on your mind…
10 days, and I've been dying to hear your voice…
And I'm not sleeping...  anymore…


--
hamza ...

If Only ...

If only you saw what I can see...
You'll understand why I want you so desperately... 



Life-Shifting...

One of the most difficult aspects of "Life-Shifting" is letting go of an identity to which we have become accustomed, even attached... It feels like death... Not the real thing, perhaps, but in the moment, pretty darned close... 

Truth is, we like to KNOW who we are at any given moment; we like to be comfortable with the role we are playing, and especially as humans, we desire to fulfill our desires desirously... Surely, this is true for many reasons, but one of the main ones, I think, is that making room for a new identity requires us to let go of an old one... And letting go in many ways resembles the experience of death... Even if it is just a little death, as Stephen Sondheim sings, "It is death nonetheless... Painful... Sad... Hard..."

But very necessary... How else can we welcome in the sense of possibility, the energy of creativity and spontaneity, if we don't step off the comfortable plateaus of identity that we build for ourselves? Sure, in moments when life suddenly shifts and doors open to new possibilities, it can feel exhilarating and fresh... But it can also feel terrifying and frightening, as we step out of our known frames of reference and dangle precariously in the unknown...

There are instances when we feel dejected and alone … when we find nothing as perfect and hopeful as it was sometime ago … there are times when we decide on giving in to the ambitions, and suddenly decide to give up on them … there are moments when we realise that being silent over an issue is better than to speak up and make them worse… there are moments when we stumble upon our own words and lose on our identity for the sake of that one soul …

We do a lot … a lot … and everything to just make things work… get the tough going … just to realise in the end that what we are upto… does not exist…

The life … halts again … but this time, it is not the one who you wished to be guided by… it is who you wished to enlighten your way… a death of your hope …

Life still has a long way to go … but at the moment, the road is engulfed by the darkest of times… while we sit in anticipation … 


--
hamza ..