“A Non Gender Society”

What will be a world with a society that blooms compassionately,
It will be a society where no one is afraid to go out in the dark,
A society where no one is asked to not be afraid of the dark.
It will be a society where tears are not considered as a way to pursue some agenda,
A society where tears are not considered as weakness but as a sign of genuine agony.
It will be a society where professions are not bifurcated by either pants or skirts,
A society where neither a mustache nor long hair define the validity of one’s individuality.
It will be a society where in a house everyone gets equal amount of food,
A society where in a house everyone is asked to go to school.
Such will be a gender less society,
Such will be a non biased society,
Such will be a just society.

“What is hope? “

What is hope, I always wonder,
What it is not, that I can tell but
What it is, is hard to pin down.
It is not a confirmation of future,
But it is faith in it,
Hope is not to know that things will happen how you want them now,
But having a belief that they will work out as they need to ,
For you to grow into a stronger person.
Hope can’t come by self doubt,
Because meaning of life starts from you.
Hope can come by becoming self reliant and by taking charge of the situation.
Hope doesn’t belongs to those who let themselves push around by other’s will and opinions.
Hope belongs to those who are brave enough to stand right when everyone is wrong.
The power of hope is not when everything goes perfectly as you imagined,
But the power of hope is when you rise above from a completely hostile situation.
Those who are enjoying are definitely bearer of hope but those who are struggling and enduring are creator of hope.

“Clouds Below “

I saw you in the clouds, it was your bigger version,
And I realized how grand you are for me in real life.
I saw a ‘moon man’ playing with a baby,
He was more motherly than any women but more fun than any father can be.
I saw the ‘teddy pho’ on the clouds below, waving at me as I went by,
Maybe that’s some other life I have never explored before.
The ‘fairy mother’ was wearing black cloud but she looked more kind than any white,
I couldn’t stop seeing the different world on the clouds below;
Honestly I didn’t want to stop , ‎I think,
I can go on forever like this,
as everything starting from you can’t ever be malicious for me…

Chimera…

Are you hiding something or are you fooling yourself,
what I am curious about is what is the adversity that makes you lie to yourself?
Is it the fear of being an outcast or the desire of being One?
All the films of different shades make you feel prettier and validated,
But does these shades make you loathe yourself lesser?
We see pictures of “people going places”, but we dont see their self harming tendencies behind the camera.
It seems better to be a pariah than being the one with an imaginary silver spoon…

Love is fiery Passion Or Is it??

You might enjoy reading Love is fiery Passion Or Is It ?? by Sylie on Juggernaut Books
https://www.juggernaut.in/books/4027e22d4ee241c2

Outshine…

The Darkness exaggerate in light and vice versa. Then why do you want to be like everyone else when you can outshine by your distinctiveness…

 

Hours of darkness : Part 2

Night Speaks To Me,
The Words That Echoes In My Heart,
It Is Like A Scared Little Girl,
Who Is Afraid Of The Dark.
Night Opens Up The Door Of The Past,
It Is A Haunting Song
That Is Stuck In The Heart.
Night Talks To Me About
Our Fears And Secrets,
It Questions Me If
They Would Come True…
I Am Pretty Sure
It Is Not Intentional,
Night Is Just Like A Little Girl,
Afraid Of The Unknown.
I Comfort Myself And The Night
As We Both Are Anxious,
That I Am With You Forever
And You Won’t Leave My Side.
What Is The Fear And
Why To Be Afraid,
When We Always Find
A Way Back To Each Other
No Matter No One Stays,
We Come Back For This Time,
We Come Back To Despair,
We Come Back To Solitude,
We Come Back To Dark Thoughts
That No one Dares To Express…
-Sylie

“An Eternal love “

The Time I Was A Shy Girl,
People Were Shaken To See
My Eyes That Sparkled On ‘Stage’,
I Didn’t Have A Comforter
When I Was Preyed Upon
By A Soul Wrencher,
But ‘It’ Saved My Dying Soul,
It Still Does.
The Time I Found An Eternal First Love,
I Was New Again,
I Was Pure At Once.
I Didn’t Understand ‘It’s’ Significance
But I Could Definitely Feel ‘It’s’ Warmth.
Everyone Says I Am A Listener
But On Stage I Am Loud And Clear
Without A Single Spoken Word.
How ‘It’ Empowers Me Is Just A Magical State
But How I Completely Am ‘Me’ Is A Liberating Tale.
Dance Never Has And Never Will
Leave My Heart,
‘It’ Forever And Ever Has Been A Loyal Companion.
What Dance Is For Me??
It’s A Raw Expression Which Never Needs A Pointing Toe And A Somersault ;
But It Only Needs A Wild Heart…
-Sylie

“YOU”…

You, Your Experiences, Your Emotions, Your Struggles
Make You As Unique As Your DNA ;
You Don’t See Moon And Feel
And Think Same As The Other Person Would,
Doesn’t That Make You feel Special,
Because It Should.
You Won’t See The Word Love
And Remember Same Person
And Same Memory As The Other Person Would.
Your Slideshow Of Thoughts Is
A Brand New Original Movie
Whose Story Changes Every Moment
And Can’t Be Copied.
Infact
You Are So Incredibly Different
That What You Are Perceiving While Reading This
Is A One And Only Viewpoint,
So Don’t Let Yourself Down
By Comparing Your Life Stages
To Other’s Because
They Would Not
And Should Not
Be Like Theirs .
Be Extremely Confident
That You Are Absolutely Irreplaceable.
I Request You
To Be Proud Of Your Wonderful Oneness.

Hours in Heaven…

This poem is inspired by few hours with a person who uplifted me and encouraged me to express myself. Those definitely were hours in heaven…

Bothered By Their Unnecessary Looks
You Conceal Yourself,
Anxious About What They Will Say
You Camouflage Yourself,
Bugged By Their Opinions
You Lead Your Life Through Sheep Tracks;
But Is This What You want?
Is This What Defines You?
You Are Dying Inside To Take
‘The Road Not Taken’,
You Are Filled With The Forte To Bring
Into This World That You Only Possess,
Then Go Ahead And Express
That Beautiful Soul Of Yours.
No one Is Like You And
No one Can Replace You,
You Are Uncommon,
Then Why Do You
Settle For The Conventional;
So Go Ahead And Express
That Beautiful Soul Of Yours…