Uncovering The Solution

Finding the real solution to a nagging problem
Is like looking for a switch inside a dark room
That has an electric bulb hanging from the roof
Your heart knows there is a switch in the room
But your eyes see not the switch the first time
The eyes need to keep looking over and over again
Knowing the switch is in the room all the same
Changing their area of focus now and then
Sometimes looking up the walls or across the roof
Sometimes looking near the corners or near the frame
Until the switch is found and the light is shone

Nostalgia

The wonderful past comes knocking on the door of the heart
You open the door, hugging the past like an old friend
The bits of past joys crawl into the mind
Invoking a longing and tears of passion
Like to a pillow you cling to the memories
But like air the memories begin to vanish again
Through the door of your heart going back into the past
You try to reach them with your hands again and again
To bring them back to you, to stay with you forever
But they keep going into the thick fog of the past

Behind the Perfect Goal

Hidden behind that perfect goal
That makes spectators gasp in awe
Is a long winding road of patient practice
There are no shortcuts to the perfect goal
There is only hard work and resolve
Fired up by a desire and faith in the goal

At the Crossroads

At the crossroads where your mind is undecided
The legs are tied, stranded and grounded
Progress is a prisoner, detained and restrained
You are going nowhere, you are impounded
The dreams, the goals and the ambitions
They all remain sleeping, awaiting a definite decision
Indecision murders those dreams in their sleep
And carelessly spills them down the drain
You are playing truant, missing the classes of failure
You miss valuable lessons in skipping those classes
You've got to make the decision now on which path to go
Either you're gonna get your dream or learn a trick

That Distant Vision

If the eyes can see the vision miles away
As clearly as they do a shiny sunny day
Then it matters not, hey
If the legs be not there that day
To carry you to your vision all the way
The legs will definitely come some day

The Creative World

No one is locking up opportunities from your reach
The creative mind has all it needs at its disposal
There is no shortage but overflowing abundance
Rather than grabbing, there is happy giving
Instead of jostling there is hearty embracing
There is no wrangling, only selfless sharing
In the creative world, supply is infinite

Have Faith in Your Plans

Toiling in a labor in which you have no faith
Is like chasing the wind all the way to the west
Trying to catch it with your bare hands at best
Wasting your time in a boxing match with air
You are all over the place trying to punch the air
It is like meeting a lion and trying to convince it
That the truth is that grass is sweeter than meat
You are trying to beat gravity and break free
By clambering higher and higher up a tree

Each and Every Day Counts

Want to win the league? Look to each game
To each and every game give your name
Winning the league depends on it all
And that is how you win the league of life
Each and every day counts as much as all
All those days add up to the life in its whole
Just as all the games add up to the league title

You Give Up, You Lose It

The moment you stop striving for your goal
Is the moment all your work goes down the drain
The moment the whole machine winds down the drain
You send the tires of success screeching to a halt
When you let the firepower in your heart die
The rest of the body slumps and goes down the drain
Slackening the zeal dooms the plan down the drain
The work you spent in starting the whole plan
Is in vain spent, being lost down the drain
You stop trying and your dreams go down the drain
You give up and you lose it

The Glass is Half Full

When your attitude is positive the heart is as free
As a wild bird, not a prisoner in the cage of gloom
There is an inner light that scares away dark times
Night is rendered as bright as broad daylight
Positivity being a powerful headlight in the darkness
It shatters and disperses darkness along the road of life
Darkness is made a disarmed wasp that has lost its sting
Rendered harmless, no longer invokes dread in the heart
That is full of rays of positivity radiating from its walls
Disappointments are seen under such shining light
Such a light that exposes their hidden resourcefulness
It moves the heart to proffer hearty apologies 
For thinking them bad in a case of mistaken identity
When in fact they are means to contentment

Is the Sky the Limit?

That which you set your eyes upon
That commands your strength and zeal
Into which without hesitation
You pour your heart in whole
That is the limit, it's beyond the sky
Not even the sky in all its might
Can stop your desire flying high

It Begins Inside the Heart

The mansion that stands tall on the ground
Has its origins inside the heart
Where the first brick of its foundation was laid
The foundation of belief and determination
That the mansion will surely be built
And its pillars that hold its structure together
Fending off storms that try to tear it down
Were first built inside the heart
Even those walls that give the mansion its shape
And finally the roof that crowns it all
Were first built inside the heart
The real work started inside the heart

What If I Fail?

"What if I fail?"
Is the roadblock that tries to put an end
To my colorful dreams in their infancy
It's spreading its arms across the road
Keen to block my ambitious strides
It's a menace that is ceaselessly assailing
My resolve to reach my chosen destination
It's flashing in my face a grim reality ahead
That awaits the failure of my young hopes

The Double-Faced Journey

This one life meets a stone in his travels
And sees the dreaded stumbling block
That dashes his hopes and halts the journey
Another life comes across the same stone
And smiles, seeing a blessed stepping stone
That will give him a footing on the murky trail
And he thanks fortune for the valuable provision

Here Is Sweet Night

It is night time now
Gone is the sun and the light
It is hard time when the sun is in sight
I and my family have to huddle in our burrow
Waiting for the sweet, sweet night
Oh, how dear is the darkness
When the world is safe and good again
When the troublesome humankind are away

You Are The Key

There is a key to the coveted door of success
For everyone there is a special key to success
Each person has got a unique key to success

If the key is failing to open that door to success
You are surely using the wrong key to success
It is not your own key to the door of success

The Time Is Now

Opportunity stands at the door waiting
But you say the time is not right
You keep opportunity waiting at the door
Hoping for the perfect time to act
But when that time comes
Opportunity will be gone
It's now or never

Count Your Own Blessings

The heart sits down in his den
And keeps the eyes looking next door
And says to himself over and over again
"Better blessed than me is my neighbor"
Even as blessings keep flowing in
And then out going down the drain
And the gloomy heart knows no bliss

Smile in Style

As the smile comes alive in style
As the smile journeys from the lips in a file
The face that was hardened and rugged in wile
Lights up in delightful smoothness and tenderness
And on from there, like a wave it spreads and breeds
It captures the whole room like spring in bloom
Touching each soul with ample warmth all the while
And all those touched faces light up too in delight
And on from there still, beyond in such a thrill
The smile lights up the rest of the world for miles

A Blanket in Tatters

Everyone is pulling on the blanket in every direction
Everyone wants it to be in his possession
Putting up a ferocious fight to have it all to himself
To everyone what matters is his own self

The Deception of Pride

With the most flamboyant voice
Proud pride tells me that my path
Is as smooth as a polished mirror
That there are no ditches, no obstacles
Flattering pride declares my future bright

An Endless Wait

My bread and butter, when will you come down
To grace my table, yawning since the dawn of dawn?
I am sitting here waiting for you all the long days
And all the dark nights, watching for signs in the rays
I have been sitting like that for ages waiting 

Just Be Who You Are

When your strong values be the foundation
On which your sinews and guts be constructed
You stand out taller than the tallest skyscrapers
Your values being a foundation mightier
Than any concrete ever made in the world

Will Power

Will power is the inner fire power
That rockets the goal across
The space of time to its target
Lacking will power, the heart
Of the goal stops beating, and
Its energy dies and progress ceases