Slow Poison

Often times
Ones good deeds  are often misunderstood
In the midst of people that have nothing to offer
Hence relationships will always be one sided
At some point
For the naive; of course they mostly are
They are taken for a ride
And they enjoy it
But then 'Obi' will not always be a boy
As a grown man
He makes a decision that twists the arm of the opportunist
Then he becomes evil
For not doing bad
But for saying 'NO' to manipulations
..Slow Poison; that is what they call him

Second Chance

Another chance

We all have this opportunity

It is not really necessary to prove this

The essence of living

Is not for a particular person

Life is more beautiful than it looks

A whole lot to be appreciated

And a lot not so admirable

Like a good soup

It is a mixture of all

Good and bad

Sweet, tasteless, bitter and whatever

When it is not right

Make it right; if you can

When it is right

Enjoy it; don't spoil it

In Peace With All My Love

I look back to where I started from

I see from afar words and deeds

That knocked sense into me

I laugh at my reaction to so many a duel we had

Was it out of love or hate?

.... life is a teacher

Now I lean on what I figured out from all my duels

Right or wrong, I am all for it

It is a year today that my Dad died

We were not the best of friends;

So I used to beleive

Now I see those words he wanted to say to me that failed to fall out his lips

And the love that wraped all that he did for me

Most times when it does not work out the way one wants it

It does not mean that it is wrong

Rest in Peace Dad