Voyage of the Mortal Mind

These days I hear lot of youngsters around in depression, trying to end their life. Some couldn't live up to parent's expectations,few couldn't compete the peer pressure and other's who couldn't help come out of the depressing life that alcohol and sedatives gifts. For all those, fighting for their existence in this bad world, here is what I feel- ' Your life is unique and is beautifully carved . With each passing day, you will realize that your old depressing self has led to a 'new you' and that for this new day, you have to live my friend! ' Here is to the agony that you go through and that many like me have gone and fought back to. I stood infront of the glass image trying to recognize, Am I the same soul, who someday was compassionate, lovable and wise? It didn't took long to realize there's something that has changed, The person I saw behind the mirrors wasn't the same. Face lost it's shine, eyes sunked in with no tr...

Catching the breeze at night , I admired the ocean's beautiful sight. My existence has been a caravan of tides, So far, so much , it is always a stride. I sat on the sands, hearing what the waters say, it flowed on its own pace, with a hope - a ray. The gigantic aqua ripples in the middle and calmly at the bay, only to be back strong to fight another day . It kisses my feet leaving the sea shells behind, like the memories that are irreplaceable in our minds. I picked up the shells carefully choosing the best in shape and size, unlike life who doesn't give us a choice. I still kept the beautiful ones and thanked blues for the gifts , traversed back to a old life with a new shift. O' the wavy , salty, mighty - filled with true self and substance extend beyond breakers, You gave me a meaning and I am your indebt taker, Catching the breeze at night, This time, I kissed the ocean's beautiful sight.