My broken heart..

The heart is meant to be broken..
broken into small pieces
and then you mend it, put it back
using the tape to join things
it becomes a cellotaped mended heart
It becomes more mature, more knowing
but it still feels and is ready
to be broken all over again
into still smaller pieces.. and smaller

I carry my mended heart
its my pride, its who I am
Yes, I feel, I suffer and I am emotional
I care, I respect and I am who I am
my heart breaks too often
and I mend it too often
Sometimes with help of others
but mostly by myself

But its my heart and I am proud
for it's a broken one,
and it knows how that feels
and is ready to mend other hearts
and hopes that it doesnt break others
For a broken heart comes with
broken emotions and ache

I take my broken mended heart
and live feeling who I am still
without any masks..any pretence
maybe its not for this world
of practical structured feelers
maybe that's why it gets broken
but then..its my heart and unique
Let it be broken, for I am ready to mend it..

The little Green!!

All around me there are huge towers

where the light sparkles brightly 

with beautiful windows and great cars

that run fast on the dusty roads

All around me there are glass offices

and big, huge flyovers that never end

and then there shops and shops and shops

its a riot of colours, with grey stealing the show

All around me, there are people in lovely clothes

with great perfumes that smell heavenly

but once they come out the smell of dark garbage

envelopes them as it colours the surroundings

All around me, I miss a colour, a single colour

I miss the "Greens", the vibrant, beautiful green

a few are there outside the towers

and a few are there beside the glass offices

But the barren grey land misses them more than me

the life giving, the life saving, the essence of life

the beautiful mystical greens

that are the colour of life itself

All around me I see the destruction happening 

the greens are getting morphed to grey

someday when there is enough progress and no life

we may start missing the "Greens"!!

New Journeys..

Wanaka Tree- New Zealand

I look back at the year gone and pause..

so many questions, so many self doubts

they all start coming back softly

and I wonder how should I remember it?

As the remembrances pass through the memories

the days, hours, seconds and months gone by

I reflect on the journeys travelled

people met, footprints left and things learned

Slowly the doubts start going away 

and the smile starts flirting mischievously

but why should I measure it anyways

learning is never ending

I didnt become the perfect person

Infact still very much the imperfect me

but yes I learned, travelled and failed

I tried new things and new ideas

As I grow older another year,

and hear the soft breeze rustle pass

I want to express my gratitude to life

for accepting me as I am, the imperfect me

I want to apologize to all those I hurt

and feel blessed to have all those,who 

still believe in me as I am

I hope and try to be a better, but still just me..

I hope to learn more and travel more

to read more and meet more people

to grow more plants and to reduce my waste

and think more!! To another beautiful year!!