I’ve left the baggage
I’ve left the clouds
I see a new door open
It’s the door I want to take
But it’s not a road most taken
It’s a road for the few
But this road is my life
This is my passion, I’ve made my decision
This road less taken is the road I will travel
I used to see you everyday.
Every single day – You and me.
You used to teach me right from wrong
Tell me how to play by the rules
But now you’re gone.
Harboring a new horizon.
I will miss you my love.
I will miss you like hell.
You never knew how much you meant to me
How much I valued you
I thank you for all the wisdom and help
I hope one day our paths cross again
I will miss you like hell.
This poem is in response to the short story called Misery by Anton Chekhov
“To Whom Shall I Tell My Grief?”
Sorrow shimmers through his body
His son – his little baby calf – dead!
oh! What agony!
To lose a loved one is to repent a lifetime
If only someone would hear him bawl
Listen vehemently to his grief – his distress – his pain.
He would cry to the world
Curse at the cosmos
To acquire the wishful years lost;
For his only son to reappear in his arms again.
R.I.P – Kuzma Ionitch
One of my favorite songs is Enigma’s return to innocence
That will be the return to yourself
The return to innocence
There’s so much meaning and fulfillment that I receive from the song, it’s hard to explain exactly what I feel or to put it in words. But it will not stop me from trying.
I guess it’s because there’s a deep sense of innocence in me which is yet to be untapped. This innocence I feel is pure and cannot be corrupted even under the influence of the most corrupt. It is a feeling of purity, a sense of fulfillment. It reminds me that I do not have to try to be anyone else, but what I am and how I feel is enough to gain what I want out of life, being myself is good enough to make people like me for who I am – and it works every-time.
Whenever I try to be something I am not, whenever the feeling of restlessness kicks in and I do something I am not too proud of, I know it is because I am not my true self. The innocent self within me will never lead me astray. It’s about being human with all our joys, sorrows, difficulties and just being true to the way we feel – whatever it may be. That is what makes me a beautiful person and all the beautiful people I have met seem to have the same attribute of letting their innocence show. It’s when we are afraid or terrified of something that the innocence is hidden. It’s still there but it requires confidence. It requires brevity. It requires understanding and enlightenment. The first notion that appears in someone’s mind when I say the word “innocent” is that of a child – yes, children are innocent but you do not have to be a child to maintain this innocence. Innocence or being a good person embodys everyone regardless of age or substance. The innocence I am mentioning is that of a more mature innocence than that of a child. A child might be innocent because he or she is not aware of everything around them and have not been told. But the innocence relevant to this blog article is that of a mature innocence where people know (say about sex or alcohol or abuse) and yet remain innocent.Yet remain to be on the good side. Yet remain to be transparent in the way they perform actions.
This transparency and this innocence is a result of truth. Truth is the main attribute needed to achieve this innocence, the innocence required for us to trust ourselves, for us to return to our own innocent self – truth is the pathway. As much as I try to be my innocent self I cannot help but understand that judgement does not go hand in hand with innocence.
Love is acceptance without judgement – and what else is love? If not innocence. Trying to be someone you are not will never lead you to the right path. Remember this. You can only be you. You can only find innocence within yourself. Only then will the rest of the world become available to you. This is a rule I need to live by and I need to repeat to myself everyday as much as possible. I have only stepped into the realm of innocence a few years ago and it is time to develop that innocence within me to achieve the impossible. To be truly happy, not just with myself but with everyone else around me.
Any feedback in the comments section is appreciated.
Let’s smile a little more.
So that we receive love from those who love us
So that the daffodils bloom a little brighter
So that we can all rejoice and come together
Smile for the love of life; for life itself can be beautiful
Much like this poem, conception from the conceived
Conception from the mother of all smiles
Smile to touch lives
Smile to give and take
So, smile a little more
Bloom a little more
Smile gravitates the world, much like Earth itself, like the cosmos
Carpe Diem – Sieze the day, the month, the year
to make a lifetime of smiles.
🙂 🙂 (A smile from me to you)