Because I couldn’t have been any other

Because I couldn’t have been any other
given the soil I was in,
the sun light that I received,
the minerals that I got ,
oh and the pests ,
and the genes in the seed.

How could I’ve been anything else?
I am what I could’ve been.

The sounds that I heard,
the alphabets that I learnt,
the words they formed,
the visuals that I saw,
the smells that I smelt,
the things that I touched,
and the meanings they were given.

Everything occuring around me
only the way it could’ve been.

Thus, I developed,
absorbing everything bit by bit
without any discrimination,
imbibing what was taught
from those who already were
something, as they were,
as they could’ve been.

Alas, I was formed
the way I am now, as I could’ve been.

The new things that I learn
and old things that I forgo
will build the course of my life,
and decide what I become
out of what I am now,
from whatever I already am.

The Greatest Artwork

Artwork is a powerful medium of conveying one’s ideas and fascinating others. Various art forms like music, dance, painting, sculptures etc. portray numerous aspects of life, nature and human emotions. However, sculptures and monuments are the real eye-catchers that attract all the tourists towards their beauty and historical significance.

One such monument stands marvelously on the land of Agra and can force anybody to come of the frenetic lifestyle and gaze at its beauty for hours. Taj Mahal, one of the Seven Wonders of the World, was built by Shahjahan, the Mughal emperor in the memory of his beloved wife – Mumtaj Mahal.

This masterpiece is beautifully carved out in marble blocks. The carvings are seamless effort of the team that constructed it under the supervision of one of the best sculptor of the times. As pledged by the extremely proficient sculptor to the emperor, the monument outstands in beauty when juxtaposed to any of the monuments of its kind.

Shahjahan promised his wife that he will build a monument as beautiful as his wife and the result was Taj Mahal that can captivate every tourist not just because of its ingenious edifice, but also because of the love that was the cause of its being.

© 2022 Jasdeep Kaur

The search of who I am

I visited myself from various directions,
watched closely all the parts and sections,
but to my utter dismay, I still say,
I am in the astounding search of who I am!
 

Some say you are carrying baggage of your sins.
Others talk of soul mates, negative chaos and twins.
But I wonder if these exist in reality.
I yearn to have a clue of who I am.
 

Idealists suggest some sort of corrections.
I tried them with dissections and a few resections.
But have yet not achieved any good results.
Can someone truly tell who I am?
 

I finally resorted to the laborious act of meditation.
I am sure it’s some great mystic’s creation.
“Be positive and put your energies to it
if longing to unveil Who I am.”
 

But let me be honest: everything goes vain
if I am not ready to accept and acknowledge the pain.
The truth will be made known when I surrender;
only a blessing can divulge who I am!
 

So let me remember one Lord with love and admiration
setting aside all fears and expectations.
Then the unconditional love will flow through,
dissolving my boundaries and revealing who I am!

Thanks Giving…

Thanks giving conveys a very important message – the divine message of well being. It is not merely a festival but the way of life, the one that is ought to be!

Thanks giving is a treasure,

the one and ultimate pleasure

that shows the divine path

and eliminates mind’s wrath;

reveals the unmistakable truth;

oh! You needn’t be a sleuth.

 

That’s his wonder and grace!

Life kicks off at a steady pace

when you choose to be thankful

you become one of those handfuls

who comprehend his wondrous play,

phenomenal and incredible as they say!

 

Bless everyone who comes your way;

your glory can never be taken away.

Express gratitude in all you receive;

your life evolves by what you believe.

So let’s have faith in gratitude

And give thanks in full magnitude!

 

Happy Thanks Giving!

 

Remembering the forgotten

What else could be a perfect day!
The revelations came rolling my way.

When I chose to be silent and listen
the messages so clear as to glisten.

When I could comprehend that which is
the truth nothing less than pure bliss.

My soul feels satiated and calm
as if it was waiting for this soothing balm.

It’s only about remembering which is forgotten
our true self that can never rotten.

For it is the one that truly is
magnificent, grandest and pure bliss.

Valentine’s Gift

Bouquets of red roses;
the heart melting proposes;
overwhelming love cards;
poetic expressions of bards;
burning desire of proximity;
the air’s sizzling in the city.

Valentine is the time
to say, ‘You’re mine,’
and look into the eyes,
where all hatred dies,
which always want to see
your face glowing with glee.

Hold the hand and share
the love, admiration and care
that brought you so near
and wiped off all fear.
Immerse in the embrace
that effaces time and space.