And so peace descends tonight
tranquil,serene,like moonlight
like softly falling snow,upon the earth
Like ripples on a lake, glistening in mirth
Like a warm blanket, a yellow hearth
It brings strange thoughts to mind
Like the soft rolling bells,of a distant church,
Makes you leave your worries behind...
And the waxing,gibbous moon delights
in showing you the way
Through whistling trees,where insects star in raucous fights,
like silhouettes in black and gray
And slowly crawls that wisp of light
Through the inky black of night
And soon 'tis time for a clear blue sky
When peace leaves you,makes you wanna cry...
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Saturday, August 21, 2010
A song for you...
I know this sounds crazy,
but i know that its true
I thought it was an angel,
but baby it was only you...
I saw those blue eyes look at me,
and i froze,deep down inside
And I don't know what came over me
But baby i knew it felt right.
When fate brought us together,when fate took me higher
For a single moment, it felt,that night
Like the world was on fire,
And yet,it felt alright...
You had me waiting for that minute,
You had me waiting all my life
But baby i knew,i knew it was worth it
When i knew how you felt,when you smiled...
I was blown away,when you said my name
I felt in my heart,that we'd be together
I knew that moment, it wasn't a game
That baby you'd be mine,only mine forever...
but i know that its true
I thought it was an angel,
but baby it was only you...
I saw those blue eyes look at me,
and i froze,deep down inside
And I don't know what came over me
But baby i knew it felt right.
When fate brought us together,when fate took me higher
For a single moment, it felt,that night
Like the world was on fire,
And yet,it felt alright...
You had me waiting for that minute,
You had me waiting all my life
But baby i knew,i knew it was worth it
When i knew how you felt,when you smiled...
I was blown away,when you said my name
I felt in my heart,that we'd be together
I knew that moment, it wasn't a game
That baby you'd be mine,only mine forever...
Monday, August 9, 2010
TIME
Time began counting backwards to start,
So slowly for me,
the breaths i took,
With the beats of my heart...
T'was the moment I was born into this world,
T'was when I was freed, yet enslaved to time,
Ticking away,till the earth swirled,
And listening to none,nor reason nor rhyme...
And its been ticking,like a waiting bomb;
Unwavering,resolute, yet without aplomb;
And many a time, I thought I heard it say,
"Pack up buddy,lets get on our way..."
Yet i've hung on,another moment,another day
And realised this, for as long as I stay;
As long as I don't think or worry about it,
Time,that rascal,won't hurt me one bit...
Aigis T Nalian
So slowly for me,
the breaths i took,
With the beats of my heart...
T'was the moment I was born into this world,
T'was when I was freed, yet enslaved to time,
Ticking away,till the earth swirled,
And listening to none,nor reason nor rhyme...
And its been ticking,like a waiting bomb;
Unwavering,resolute, yet without aplomb;
And many a time, I thought I heard it say,
"Pack up buddy,lets get on our way..."
Yet i've hung on,another moment,another day
And realised this, for as long as I stay;
As long as I don't think or worry about it,
Time,that rascal,won't hurt me one bit...
Aigis T Nalian
Thursday, July 22, 2010
A little bit of anxiety, some excitement, an adrenaline rush, the antsy feeling of a hundred millipedes marching up and down his spine to a funeral tune, and a hundred others doing the salsa and lambada together in his stomach, etc., etc.
These were some of the vivid descriptions he was trying to form in his mind to describe his current situation but he felt that he had failed in this mission miserably.
There was a time for monstrous words and unparalleled eloquence, but this was not it.
He felt that this would probably be a time for him to pray; but being an atheist, he found himself on a side of the fence that he did not really care to be on with regard to religious beliefs.
He looked out through the tiny plastic window and found the cotton clouds zooming by him, unaware of his predicament, or the effect they were having on him and his psyche.
If there was anything else that existed in that small steel gray cabin, it did not matter to him. What mattered was that small red light that did not turn green, despite all his best efforts at mentally willing it to change.
Telekinesis, it seemed was not made for him.
Wanting to break the hypnotic effect of the small red light, he looked around that cabin one more time and caught the eye of his best friend standing behind him; and immediately he wished that he hadn't.
That languid grin, half jeering, half encouraging from a man who was accustomed to such vagaries of life did nothing to increase his confidence.
He gave a weak nod, and a watery soupy smile, the kind you give your dentist when you see the drill in his hand and you wish you were a few hundred longitudes eastwards.
He got a thumbs-up sign in return. "What bloody good is that?", he thought.
And suddenly, without warning, within a few milliseconds, the atmosphere changed. Some sixth sense, or a highly improved sense of survival told him that the light was now green. He did not want to look, but he did. It was his death knell, he thought and rightly so.
The light was now a sickeningly lime green color, one that Halloween would be proud of.
Muscles tensed, knees together, he stepped out of the door into thin air and he was gone. Just another parachute jumper, making another jump again.
Only the guns, bombs and detonators strapped to his back told him he may never get the chance to fly again.
The war was still on and he was just another soldier.....
These were some of the vivid descriptions he was trying to form in his mind to describe his current situation but he felt that he had failed in this mission miserably.
There was a time for monstrous words and unparalleled eloquence, but this was not it.
He felt that this would probably be a time for him to pray; but being an atheist, he found himself on a side of the fence that he did not really care to be on with regard to religious beliefs.
He looked out through the tiny plastic window and found the cotton clouds zooming by him, unaware of his predicament, or the effect they were having on him and his psyche.
If there was anything else that existed in that small steel gray cabin, it did not matter to him. What mattered was that small red light that did not turn green, despite all his best efforts at mentally willing it to change.
Telekinesis, it seemed was not made for him.
Wanting to break the hypnotic effect of the small red light, he looked around that cabin one more time and caught the eye of his best friend standing behind him; and immediately he wished that he hadn't.
That languid grin, half jeering, half encouraging from a man who was accustomed to such vagaries of life did nothing to increase his confidence.
He gave a weak nod, and a watery soupy smile, the kind you give your dentist when you see the drill in his hand and you wish you were a few hundred longitudes eastwards.
He got a thumbs-up sign in return. "What bloody good is that?", he thought.
And suddenly, without warning, within a few milliseconds, the atmosphere changed. Some sixth sense, or a highly improved sense of survival told him that the light was now green. He did not want to look, but he did. It was his death knell, he thought and rightly so.
The light was now a sickeningly lime green color, one that Halloween would be proud of.
Muscles tensed, knees together, he stepped out of the door into thin air and he was gone. Just another parachute jumper, making another jump again.
Only the guns, bombs and detonators strapped to his back told him he may never get the chance to fly again.
The war was still on and he was just another soldier.....
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Dreams...
The pain of waking up,
The pain of letting go
Of leaving your dreams behind;
To drink from reality's cup.
'Tis such a sweet pain
Of suffering till the night doth come
'Til we lapse into dreams again;
'Til our reality doth that become...
And we find new ways,
To dream and dream again
And spin silver threads connecting them all,
Till they vanish,like vapour,like the morning rain...
To drown in the sea,to fall endlessly
To meet your true love, or a fleeting glance to see
These dreams that you know,they come,they go.
Only to come again,
and only to bring more pain...
The pain of letting go
Of leaving your dreams behind;
To drink from reality's cup.
'Tis such a sweet pain
Of suffering till the night doth come
'Til we lapse into dreams again;
'Til our reality doth that become...
And we find new ways,
To dream and dream again
And spin silver threads connecting them all,
Till they vanish,like vapour,like the morning rain...
To drown in the sea,to fall endlessly
To meet your true love, or a fleeting glance to see
These dreams that you know,they come,they go.
Only to come again,
and only to bring more pain...
Sunday, July 11, 2010
3 Years ago....On a hot rainy day in July, I embarked on a journey that I knew would change my life forever....Just how much, I never knew.
It was on the 2nd of July 2007, that I joined my first (and still the only) company as an employee at Accenture.
Those were moments of wonder that day, when I thought of all the big monsters that people made office out to be, and of the heroic moments when I would be standing over the same slayed monsters, proud shoulders held aloft.
Some of those moments never materialised, some exceeded my wildest expectations, and there were moments in these past three years that made me think "What the bloody hell was I thinking when I got myself into this mess....?". But that first salary, that first smell of my own money, the first time somebody actually treats you for the individual talents you possess are all great aphrodisiacs that leave you breathless with its sheer power and ability to cling to you....
All said and done however, nothing and absolutely nothing could have prepared me for the fabulous culture, work ethic and people that I have met over the years in the organisation that is now my second home.... ( Indeed there have been times when I did not know what my actual home looked like during daytime....!!)Infallible I was not(now i'd like to believe in that illusion!), yet I too fell into that old trap of trying to prove myself to all and sundry. I fell prey to disappointment. I felt like a million dollars were riding on me, and for the first time in my life,I felt responsible enough for my own actions. I felt the rush of adrenaline when success came unbidden, and when it waved at me from afar, even when I felt i deserved it. All this in three years! What does the future behold for me? Who knows?But what fun lies in knowing?
The fun lies in the journey you decide to take,your choices, the road less travelled that you may or may not want to take... Here's looking forward to the rest of my life!!
It was on the 2nd of July 2007, that I joined my first (and still the only) company as an employee at Accenture.
Those were moments of wonder that day, when I thought of all the big monsters that people made office out to be, and of the heroic moments when I would be standing over the same slayed monsters, proud shoulders held aloft.
Some of those moments never materialised, some exceeded my wildest expectations, and there were moments in these past three years that made me think "What the bloody hell was I thinking when I got myself into this mess....?". But that first salary, that first smell of my own money, the first time somebody actually treats you for the individual talents you possess are all great aphrodisiacs that leave you breathless with its sheer power and ability to cling to you....
All said and done however, nothing and absolutely nothing could have prepared me for the fabulous culture, work ethic and people that I have met over the years in the organisation that is now my second home.... ( Indeed there have been times when I did not know what my actual home looked like during daytime....!!)Infallible I was not(now i'd like to believe in that illusion!), yet I too fell into that old trap of trying to prove myself to all and sundry. I fell prey to disappointment. I felt like a million dollars were riding on me, and for the first time in my life,I felt responsible enough for my own actions. I felt the rush of adrenaline when success came unbidden, and when it waved at me from afar, even when I felt i deserved it. All this in three years! What does the future behold for me? Who knows?But what fun lies in knowing?
The fun lies in the journey you decide to take,your choices, the road less travelled that you may or may not want to take... Here's looking forward to the rest of my life!!
Sunday, July 4, 2010
Spring
Through spring’s sweet serenity
Doth your yet sullen heart embrace
Sweet Mother Nature’s maternity
Immaculate, immeasurably intricate…
And feel within your heart
The blooming flower’s song
And riveting colors red, blue and green
Ask you to sing along…
With birds aloft, in sunlit skies
Of the palest clearest blue and white
When bumble-bees and butterflies
Call out your name in mid-flight…
‘Tis spring, that’s here, when life springs anew
And Mother Earth is bedecked with a slew
Of a shimmering spread of luscious green
And when she brings her beauty to you…
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