posted March 03, 2008 09:22 PM
A little poem dedicated to NoSis and all the angels. Please share your thoughts here. We would really love to hear all your views.
Is it pain?
Is it pleasure?
To hold on to the feeling that’s growing inside of me.
The whole world has changed
Every thing I look around, has a new meaning to it
The time I knew it, there is another soul growing inside of me
Every second and every minute I wait for it
For the time which would allow me to contribute to the future of the world
As little as it might be in the wholesome part of the world
My contribution to the world is as good as anything can be
Every action of mine, has lost to think of myself
Which I never believed that I would be able to do all my life
Every single moment I breathe, I take it a little more deep
So that it can serve the little one that’s growing inside of me
Every moment I feel the hunger, I take it a little deeper
So that I make sure that little one has enough of what it needs
Every single step, every single movement of mine
I tread with such a caution
That thinking of even a little uncomfort to the little one
Would shake my soul deep into the roots
A deep sense of feeling is filling inside of me
Is this why I was born
Is this what my purpose of life was?
How could I lose all my self in a moments notice?
I search for answers all the time
Only to come up with more questions each time
As the clocks ticks away making the day get nearer and nearer
I am filled with fear, which makes me dream the pain I need to go through?
As I get more and more nervous as the day approaches
Even the overwhelming feeling of fear, that transcends in me every single second
Couldn’t stop me from waiting for the time to come, to hold the little one in my hand
I am sure all the pain I go through, was there for a reason
It’s the way I have to build the future.
It’s the way I will contribute to the world
As little as it can be
It’s the only way the world can move on
If I stop doing it, if I stop experiencing death and regeneration at the same time
Wouldn’t the world would stop
If I stop accepting it, if I stop accepting the fact that I lost my own self in the process
Would the world have any purpose exist?
Even the great god was crucified only once
He was the only man, who accepted excruciating pain for a greater good
How many angels are there in the world who accept the pleasure of carrying another soul
How many times they willingly cross the line knowing that they may never cross it.
By NoSis
It’s the effort of those unsung mothers
That’s pushing the world to greater heights
It’s their efforts to forget their own self in the process
That’s pushing the world to believe justice and truth can exist.
In a way they are part of the mother earth
They are small little parts of her,
How much so ever we exploit her
She gives us a little bit more to have
How much so ever we feed on her blood
She gives us a little more with a little smile
How much so ever we refuse to accept our responsibility
She waits patiently for us to change
She balances every effort of ours to undermine her
Always thinking of builing a better future for us
She smiles even when we dig deep into her soul
Thinking that it would help us be better.
Who said god was up above all of us?
She is there right next to us,
Just open your eyes,
Even the gods some times forget who they are.
Wouldn’t that be our responsibility to remind them that
They don’t belong to world, but the world belongs to them
For what they were, for what they did and for what they will.
Strtnash