90 results for 'hope'
Today the silence is not same, in pitch dark of night; she steps out from her house and head towards the banyan tree at the outskirt of his village. The barren path and above the glowing sky, she walks alone in the middle of night, with that she, establishes an infallible trilogy of mysterious co-existence. To onlooker, it may appear, weird but who can be out at this hour of the night; only this woman, who is out there; piercing darkness for the reasons, known to her only. In silence, she contests the reasons of silence and that’s how every night, she walks alone, to be at that banyan tree.... (more)
I am a dreamer of dreams and always will be...Yes, life can send them crashing into oblivion. My unfailing will finds the key to resurrect them; bringing them safely to a place of hope.
What is the difference between those who dream and those who do not? ...Is it a matter of perspective ? Or has God blessed the dreamer with infinite grace...
Those who dream are not lost to this world, but rather build a bridge to the next world. A place of believing, a place of surrender, a place which is a haven to any unknown burdens. This world is what is and what may be...it breathes... (more)
Take me to that hidden place in your heart
Deep within where sorrow lingers
The sun does not shine
Still in vastitude
Calling your name
Gently stroking your un-scared heart
Love keeping the embers burning
A pure flame gifted within....
In this clandestine abode
Where you retreat from
All worries, all troubles, all sadness
Let me lay bare myself
To open my soul to hold you
When the pain and weariness
Become too much
Let me transcend this and sit inside
The beauty of the break of dawn
Touches my heart today
Giving birth to a soulful peace
Thanking My God
The universe for this blessing...
My vision drawn to the splendor reflected
In heavenly purple and pink hazes
I embrace this day
All the earth, the sky
The wonders created and gifted to us ...
I softly whisper "I love you"
As I listen the justification
Vibrates in my soul
"I love you too" ...(more)
Breath of coals consumes the compliantly relented peace of multitudes
Leaping from dream to purpose and defiling with hungered presence
- "Come my enemy, give life to me by your hate"
A leprous char to remain in the abandon of slanderous consumption
The takers of hope are meant to be, giving life to survivor's dreams
- "Come my enemy, give life to me by your violence"
Cherished visions have no meaning unless colored with blackened attacks
Their worth determined by the crackling heckles of many jealous lovers
- "Come my enemy, give ... (more)
May you find yourself
Surrounded in more love
Than missing that which
Has not yet come
More hope than unknown wonder.
More joy than apprehension.
You will be blessed ...
Gift you with more words to say
All that needs to be spoken
More quietness of spirit
So you can hear your heartbeat
Knowing that all is well with your soul...
You will be blessed ...
In the silence of acceptance
You will find a spiritual
Gift that the noise and
Chaos of life will never
Steal and tarnish... (more)
...and broken pledges, I built bridges I was too busy to note that someone crossed the bridge I felt someone shuffled besides me someone unknown yet so familiar walked in The divine light seeped in to immerse me The one who was unknown is now familiar I see the magical moment of my existence In the light of my world I see sparkling hope Who is that, who crossed the bridge? Who is the one that may be? But surely the one, who made me smile. From the bridges of words my twin soul walked in In our twilight zone of dreams we see the resurgence of hope Entwined, we pray with hope -Uttam Gill(more)
In working with my clients I have seen so much pain and sorrow and I can not tell you how often I have cursed and asked this question. Why is it that such awful things happen to people? This in particular troubles me when it involves a child. Why is it that an innocent child is made to suffer?
Do we just live in a cruel world where there is no rhyme or reason? Is man innately good or evil? And why is it that some people have to suffer so much and others skate through life with a permanent smile on their faces ?
I know these are a hell of a lot of questions and I am unlikely... (more)
Tomorrow Is GoneTomorrow is gone
Lost in a sea of forgotten
No longer holding
Truth or meaning...Ending with no chance
Of even beginning
Buried in so many false
Promises and illusions
Apparitions of lost dreams...Moving past and beyond
Not looking front nor back
Eyes closed to anything that
Tries to draw my attention
My heart emptied of caring...I walk on past this phantasm
Holding on to only proven reality
Devoid of perplexity or scripted
Words which bring only confusion... (more)
Standing firmly on
the jagged edge of
stained boulder ...Contemplating the
eye of the storm
churn the mouth of oceanic neptunium
in front of me...I am like that
rising to touch the stars
I will not wait
I will love the rain...
" A poet is someone who stands outside in the rain hoping to be struck by lightning."(more)