She wanders and stares from time to time,
At the far end of the night sky
Gazing up at the beautiful orb,
Which is dazzling in its shiny silvery light

She stares into the orb
Without looking away
And its beauty gives her eyes the peace and calmness they so longed

She stares into the night sky which looks like a painting so black,
Yet dazzles with light so much,
A beautiful orb on the right-hand corner,
Decorated with some much smaller particles that glitter

Tonight shall return once more after a few couple years
And she hopes to return back and stare

She wishes to stare today and forever
At the night sky, with its moon, stars and more;
She finds beauty in it
And wishes to confine in it

The moon indeed is such a wonder,
With its so many flaws and so many dentures
Yet looking so beautiful and pretty
Like a fair maiden in the night sky.

Oh, she wishes to be just like the moon,
She wishes to shine and glitter and glimmer in the night sky,
With all her pimple scars and cellulose marks,
She wishes to flaunt and shine through them

A beauty that can’t be exchanged for,
A beauty that can never be bought,
A beauty that shines within,
A beauty so fair and true.

The beauty of the moon, the stars and the black night sky
Along with the silent noise
Feels so calming and so nice
That she wishes for this moment to freeze
And last for all eternity.

In some moments but; this will be all gone
When the beautiful orb shall set and be lost,
And the glimmering particles shall be no more visible
When the night will confine into the day
And the noise shall take over the silence

And all eyes shall be awake then,
When all eyes shall be open to judge
but those eyes haven’t seen the beauty-
the beauty of being flawed;
the beauty that she and her eyes have seen
the true beauty, so fair and ever

Last night will return once more after a few couple years
And she hopes to return back and stare
Stare at the beautiful black night
With its flawed moon and glimmering stars.

Happy Blue Moon everyone!! 🙂

Staring at the moon and just gazing at it endlessly is one of my favorite things to do in the world, it always gave me a lot of peace and pleasure.
And, whilst growing and maturing with the moon, I couldn’t help but notice all the craters and holes it had, all the marks and spots on its surface. Yet however, no matter how many holes and spots and imperfections I saw on the moon, it would never really affect me in any way, I would still see it as a ‘Wonder of God’. Its value for me never decreased with its imperfections, rather, the moon now appeared to me more beautiful than ever before. I saw the moon shine through its imperfections.

A mere human tendency is to look “perfect”. Especially in our teenage years when insecurities kick in along with some uninvited pimples and acne, we try all ways from turmeric paste to rice water and what not to hide them and to get rid of every trace of their existence, but rather; can we not learn from the moon? Can we not shine through our marks and scars? Can we not be beautiful despite our imperfections?

Hope you enjoyed reading 🙂 Until next time 🙂

Being Real

Yeah, no, deep down we both know:
Who played it well and who played it fair
Deep down you too know that I deserved it more
But guess the flattery was more ornamental than the truth.

It’s said flattery is easy, but always bad
And that the truth is always hard but always good
Then why did the flattery conquer over the truth?
Why was the flattery more praised than the truth?

I’m not complaining, but just sad,
Sad as to why, I wasn’t praised
Sad as to why, my efforts didn’t pay
Sad as to why, I was unnoticed.

So, I feel tempted now to change my ways
I feel why to work hard and why to be true,
When flattery can always pave a way
When a battle can be won more easily.

Cause I don’t think it’s that difficult,
And I think that I too could pose
What I am not
And I too could play along

But, then will I be satisfied?
Will I feel worthy?
Of all that I’ll win
And all that I’ll conquer

Will that victory really be mine?
Or will it just be of the mask that I’d put on?
Will I even be “me” anymore?
Or will I just become one of the many characters?

NO! I’ve come to terms with myself
And I don’t wanna be someone else,
I don’t wanna put on a happy face
and I don’t wanna get all that with a play.

But, I still do wanna win;
But I wanna win my own victory
I wanna be worthy of it
And I wanna be deserving of it

I’ve realised the true beauty in being real
The beauty that cannot be faked,
And I’d rather be crumpled and dry
Than be a fake flower and bloom for all of eternity.

Life isn’t always fair, but that doesn’t give you a reason to be unfair.

We may come across many such situations in life, where life will be unfair to us, where even after putting in our best efforts, we might lose. In this case, lose to “flattery” or “falsehood”. But always remember even though the artificial diamond might seem more shining and appealing to the eye, it will never be real or valued.

You don’t have to mend your ways to win, you have to win on your own terms and be ‘the beauty’. The beauty of being you and the beauty of being true.

Hope you enjoyed reading 🙂