The mind sometimes

Nothing seems to change

Boredom sets in easily.

How easily can I say _

"Nothing is happening these days"

When everything about life is about change.

The sky is not the same everyday,

My thoughts are ever changing,

Every day I get a little older

And every step that I take

Takes me closer towards my destiny.

There is so much that we don't see

And so less that we see

That we often miss the signposts

In our hurry to be happy.

What can really make one happy?

The bird, the sky?

A new dress or

Success?

What is success?

Money?Car?

A new job?

A promotion?

Your children going abroad

Or plenty in the bank stashed away?

I have no answer to these many questions.

I myself is a seeker of happiness,

A ever wanting unsatisfied mind

Trying to reach one goal after another.

Forgetting to see the sky

and the trees .

Smell the earth,

Feel the wind,

Watch the moon and

Thank God for everyting

Identity

Human face.
No eyes.
No ears.
No nose .
No mouth to speak.
Just a mask in a gallery.

Only holes for what is missing.
Who is going to wear it?

Why don't you give it --
Your nose,
Your ears,
Your eyes?
And that mouth--
It definitely needs to speak!

If it is you that it is meant for
Then feel the emotions vibrating
in your chest.
Give the mouth your voice.
Let your message resonate in your brain.
Let the nose pucker up,
The ears open wide
And the eyes shine.

Let it not be just a mask in a gallery.
Give it your feelings and your voice.
You don't want to remain
Just a mask in the gallery.
Remember,
Your voice is your identity.