Sometimes yes it’s hard to carry hope
For it’s not easy to steady the ship
The waves of life are a F5 storm
And the anchor of faith is lost somewhere
So I try to set the course in line
Turning the truth
Feeding it all day so it sets the sails straight
And the course of life is back to normal
But then one day someone asked me
Tell me what to do as I am in great winds
The waters are getting deep and fear is creeping in
And I so wanted to help
But I ran
I ran as far as my legs could carry me
For my own anchors were no more than a lie
And then I remembered that
I wish often to change the world
But how can I be of any help
If I am not even true to myself
So I closed my eyes and told my heart
No more illusions no more lies
I will keep my ship away from the rocks
Because from now on
I am the one who knocks




Once upon a time
There was a man
He found that his heart’s land was barren
Cold winds blew over it in winter
Autumn never seemed to let go
So one day he got a single seed called Hope
And planted it in that land
Heavy rains of Doubt poured down
He was afraid that the ground will move
And he will lose the seed
So he built a boundary of Conviction around it
When strong winds of Worries blew
He sheltered it with the shade of Determination
If Hale of Confusion fell in
He guarded it with the roof of Discipline
The seed began to grow in to a little plant
Then swarms of Fear came
So he sprayed it with the spray of Faith
And then one day the plant finally became a tree
And it gave the fruit called Happiness
And in that fruit there were those same seeds of Hope
Now the man had so many seeds
More than he needed
So he decided to give them to other people
The End




That determination that intricate will
arising inside when confronted by the truth
then fading away like stars at dawn

Prisoners of this vicious predicament
we try to stray away from it as far as we can
so it doesn’t disrupts what we mask

If only like that sparrow flying in eagle’s lair
that Determination gets the lift a final nudge
making its journey to do what should be done

Hearts infested with doubt and fear always
fail to bring the change within oneself
and rectify wrongs of the land they live in

Those who opt for change always say no to
commandments of manipulation never giving
their nod to those who cheat

Deep in trenches of the heart that will to act
right lurks but is often killed down instantly
by the sniper of our doubtful concerns

Those gallant enough to slay the dragon of
inner fears march triumphantly in front of
all the king’s horses and all the kings’ men

Gradual transformation of a caterpillar to a
butterfly starts within inside so only those
who are sincere with themselves succeed

The bridges of hope between hearts are built
from breaking the bones of skeletons rattling
inside our closets of fear and self-doubt