Wrapped under blanket of memories
Conversations of distant past
With closed eyes I try to see
With ears focused I try to hear
Only to see blurring images
I hear nothing just muffled sounds
Soothing to remember that past
Beauty of it, figured too late
Beauty exists in the present; and ahead
Not to be late; yet again
Copyright: Kirtan Varasia (2024)
What does freedom mean to you?
It’s a feeling, not just a word
Unable to be explained
Sensation beyond description
Means something to me
Yet something else for others
Interchangeable not replaceable
Is infinite, but yet limited
Misconstrued material pleasures
Pleasures it does give
Joy of experiences
However mundane it may be
Enough but not enough
Copyright: Kirtan Varasia (2024)
I stood there in awe
Earth, water, sun and sky together in raw
I found myself seeing the grand
Humbled to know how small I was
Copyright: Kirtan Varasia (2024)
Part of you has to die
To come up with a meal
Part of you has to die
To come up with an excuse to live
Part of you has to die
To come up with a reason to live
Part of you has to live
To come up with a meal
Part of you has to live
To come up with a reason to live
Part of you has to live
To come up with a reason to die
Each day!
Copying: Kirtan Varasia (2024)
I have searched everywhere
But not within
What am I searching for?
Copyright: Kirtan Varasia (2024)
The tide recedes but leaves behind bright seashells on the sand.
The sun goes down, but gentle warmth still lingers on the land.
The music stops, and yet it echoes on in sweet refrains…
For every joy that passes, something beautiful remains.
– Anonymous
Note: I came across these lines while reading the obituary section in a newspaper, and it made me feel grateful for the people who have been part of my life and are no more.
Colors are changing with changing time
Mirror too reflects my changed self
Seeing a tiring person seeking rest
Rest I don’t intend to take
Time seems more valuable than anything
How much is left cannot ascertain
It seems coming soon
When it will only be rest
Copyright: Kirtan Varasia (2024)
Remember, no more effort is required to aim high in life, to demand abundance and prosperity, than is required to accept misery and poverty. A great poet has correctly stated this universal truth through these lines:
“I bargained with Life for a penny,
And Life would pay no more,
However I begged at evening
When I counted my scanty store.
“For Life is a just employer,
He gives you what you ask,
But once you have set the wages,
Why, you must bear the task.
“I worked for a menial’s hire,
Only to learn, dismayed,
That any wage I had asked of Life,
Life would have willingly paid.”
This is an excerpt from the book ‘Think and Grow Rich, by Napoleon Hill
Love is like the sun
It warms the heart and the soul
But sometimes it burns
If you think you are beaten, you are, If you think you dare not, you don’t.
If you like to win, but you think you can’t,
It is almost certain you won’t.
If you think you’ll lose, you’re lost, For out in the world we find,
Success begins with a fellow’s will
It’s all in the state of mind.
If you think you are outclassed, you are,
You’ve got to think high to rise,
You’ve got to be sure of yourself before You can ever win a prize.
Life’s battles don’t always go
To the stronger or faster man,
But soon or late the man who wins
Is the man WHO THINKS HE CAN!
Courtesy: Think and Grow Rich by Napoleon Hill
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