Welcome to the Writings ll of Poetess Ayesha

THE START OF TIME HAS NO END

Time is like sand, just keeps slipping from your hands...
Sand Is like money, comfortable in your hands one minute; gone the other
Money is like youth, its there when it is and gone when it's gone
Youth is a flower, blossoms when in full bloom; withers away after which
A flower is like a virgin; Innocent and unaware till touched
A virgin is like honey, the first taste is sweet enough to be addicted to it
Honey is the like the taste of ambrosia
And after you've dealt with your karma ;
The grant of ambrosia just gets to
be a matter of time!!

THE ONGOING

Bridges that were walked upon; Mountains that were climbed on
Rivers that were swum in; Roads that were traveled thin
Fears that exist and are overcome; Past that is embedded and then some
Contempt of the soul seen through; A spirit distinguishing who's who
Those moments of despair and regret; The new in life just helps you forget
The flesh looking to survive; The food that keeps the mind alive
Beating of the heart, the world still goes around; The silence of this
noise, this is indeed so sound!!

MY SONG TODAY

I search for that perfect tear, a smile that would be just right
Words which are like music to my ears, making things forever right
That chord, that link, part of my mind where I don't go to think
Holding on feeling strong. You and me then make right all that's wrong
Eyes look and then lock, mouths open but not to talk
Yes I do search for you all the while that you are away..

WORDS

In my mind I live a life that's known  to no one
Including me!!
In my heart I have a home for all the homeless ones
That even I don't know exist!!
In my soul I have rooms to which there are no keys in this
Whole lifetime!!
In my eyes I have the biggest blind spot, that I myself know of
And yet deny!!
In my ears there's music, that's irrelevant to any other but it plays to
Benefit them!!
In my gut, there's the worst of believes and if I do the opposite
I'll be right!!
In my tears there are lies, I don't tell every now and then, when I am
Laughing them away!!
In this world people say all sorts of things and that doesn't
Exclude me!!

WE NEED TRAGEDY

The good things in life are remembered out of love
And the sheer joy of them being the good things in life
Stories are treasured to eternity and told from time to time
So the rush of happiness can seep through us all over again
They lift are spirits in moments that have desperately let us down
The feeling of belonging comes from these times of deeds gone right
But what of the word sadness, the word unhappiness,
the word tragedy? Cannot one accept it for the other side
of life? Cannot it be seen as a part of the good lying low due to lack of appreciation?
I speak for no other but my own self and I recognize the mark of
Disillusionment in my life, giving it all the credit it deserves.
And I feel like I can then make right what ever feels so wrong
By letting go of the criminal sin voiced in words "Why me lord"?