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Project Happiness 365: Day 338

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​For this day! 

“He who binds to himself a joy 

Does the winged life destroy; 

But he who kisses the joy as it flies 

Lives in eternity’s sun rise.”

by William Blake

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Project Happiness 365: Day 151

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Today I came across this poem I wrote a while ago.

Castle of illusion came tumbling down,
Brick by brick, stone by stone
There I lay hit by the storm
An awakening consciousness yet a huge blur

I screamed and I cried,
I cursed and asked ‘Why?’
I tried to find the sense
In the absurdity of existence.

The calmness finally arrived,
The dust of confusion cleared up
Thought clouds began to float
In unison with sacred songs.

Be here and now.
Be here and now.

What is truth anyways? 
Think beyond what you see!

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Project Happiness 365: Day 106

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Turbulent Mind

When I am wide awake,
I’m still drowning in my dreams.
When I am sitting somewhere,
I am distracted by the voices.
When I am looking,
I am day dreaming.
When I am reading,
I am swimming in the words.
When I am writing,
I am contemplating emotions.
When I am eating,
I am trying to feel the deep taste.
When I am walking in the crowd,
I am searching for my identity .
And when I am sleeping,
I am lost in the labyrinth of my nightmares.

My mind…
it never seems to rest.

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[I came across this poem I wrote a long time ago. 3 years ago to be precise. It is a bit paradoxical to post this as my project happiness post. But this post somehow awakened something in me. A consciousness about my turbulent mind, which doesn’t seem to be getting any better, anyways. But I guess that’s what living is, living is a struggle.

I am all alone in my cozy room listening to music and trying to read a bit. I am thinking about my thesis almost all the time now which is good. Oh these phases you go through when you are working on your research is overwhelming. But keeping myself real and my mind healthy is important than anything else I guess. 🙂 ]

Project Happiness 365: Day 95

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Well, the previous post was sad. And the saddest part is for some reason I didn’t realize that I had not posted it.

So, one more missed day and a missed post.

Anyways, here I am, all renewed and refreshed. I have had quite a happy chill Sunday. He made an amazing grilled cheese sandwich with mozzarella and spring onion topping. It was amazing.
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The happiest moment of the day was waking up to find a Facebook wallpost by a very dear friend of ours (his bestfriend). It was Tom Waits reading Bukowski’s poem.

I love Charles Bukowski. I always think I wanna grow old to be as badass as Bukowski.  I like his raw,  slap in the face poetry. And our friend thinking of us through that poetry is indeed a reason enough to be happy.