Life is what happens to you when you are busy making plans...that's why I don't plan...you ask me what are you going to do tomorrow...I will tell you I have n.O__i.D.e.A ;)

Friday 18 July 2014

Just enjoying writing poetry as usual :)

I can't let go.
Don't show me how.
I'll live with the pain
swallowing it somehow.

I can't let go.
Don't fell bad for me.
It left a scar but,
it's not a burn of third degree.

I can't let go.
Is having emotion
a sign of weakness?
I disagree with that notion.

I can't let go.
Yes it's long-lasting damage.
But don't send me to a psych.
My happiness I can salvage.

If I let go,
Will you leave me idly?
Or will you follow me?
I need to know.

--The only way I know how

This is the idea I woke up to

Her father told her work was her best friend
They knew no other life or means
Arduous tasks greeted her every morning
She wanted the days of her labor to end

How can she deny her father his one hope?
She loved her parents more than herself
If only something could rescue them
But till then she had to be brave and cope.

With care and devotion she planted
She repaired
She transported so
money would be granted.

Days would fly by before she read.
She came across an article
that changed her life.
She would go to college instead.

Everyday she would contemplate
the same article with dedication
until she understood the implications
that would change her fate.

She spent nights under the candle light
Writing out a flyer to send
to the institute she wanted to join
hoping to be drawn out from her plight

She kept in mind
her loved ones
she would strive for them
to be unconfined

She sent her letter in the mail
Everyday checking for replies
still the post devoid of any response
That was the end of her tale.

--Teach me

Wednesday 16 July 2014

I was listening to the Beatles today....

I gave up on the crosswalk
I ran past the yellow light
I stood in the middle
I reacted from fright

I am standing still on
what now looks like a bar code
I am paused
Like the cover of Abbey Road

I can do nothing but hear
the Lennon-McCartney library
In my life, for some relief
I look into my crystal clear memory

Thoughts come together whirling
like leaves around a stem
then disappearing into the green light
I know I'll stop and think about them

--Walk on tomorrow

Wednesday 9 July 2014

Everything I touch turns 'old'...


Seeing Brazil's defeat last night against Germany evoked emotions in Brazilians and many fans worldwide. Some people may say Brazil's luck ran out right at time when Germany decided to play their best game ever. Was this game a test of emotional strength? If it was, then Brazil had the home advantage but this did not suffice. Did Brazil even have the potential to defeat the powerful European team of Germany? Maybe that is bedsides the point. But, the part that was the most heart-felt was how Brazil succumbed after the first two goals scored by Muller and Klose. Brazil should have come back better and stronger. No, instead they shriveled in front of the mighty Germans. Who is to blame? Only themselves of course. This leads me to a deeper subject.

Defeat is hard to overcome. The power to surpass defeat and welcome success has to come from inside. When the odds are stacked high against you, like in a game of football against the unrelenting Germans, it is important to hold you head high and march through. More than often the victorious ones are ones who can handle being put down. In my opinion, Brazil should have put up a better fight for the sake of their teammates and their country, instead of taking defeat on a silver platter by the Germans.

It is easy to say that "everything I touch turns old". Sometimes we all want the sympathy vote. But does that ensure us a victory? I strongly believe it doesn't. Willpower rules all. Hard work and determination are what guarantees victory over the pity vote.

As a fan of the Netherlands Oranje team in this Fifa World Cup 2014, I am hoping Netherlands does not back down to Argentina. Once again, media says Argentina's Messi will bring the victory home, but I would not want that to happen without a good fight from the Dutch!

Tuesday 8 July 2014

Fútbol Fever

Football (or Soccer for those of you from USA) fever has taken over. This is week the semi-finals and finals of the FIFA World Cup 2014 will take place. The WC got me listening to artists like Shakira, Pitbull, and Enrique who have made appearances in international football tournaments.


This led me to the song 'La Tortura' by Shakira which I have heard before but yesterday I actually listened to the lyrics and used some help from translators to figure out the meaning of the song.

It is a good song and even though I never took learning Spanish quite seriously over the four years I spent learning it in my high school, it is a beautiful language. And just listening to it puts one in the fútbol spirit.