Saturday, March 26, 2011

The power of words

They say the pen is mightier than the sword
There couldn’t be anything truer than this thought.
While wounds with a sword may heal themselves
Words get etched in the memory of the inflicted.
Wounds will bleed and will naturally cover up
The pain felt is then and then gradually leaves without a mark.
Words stay on ringing in the head
Repeating themselves again and again.
Not only has it etched and imprinted itself
But engraves itself deeper as time goes by.
While superficial wounds are forgotten with time
These are refreshed and stay for always in the mind.
Why is it difficult to forgive and forget
Though at times forgiven, there still is that remembrance
The remembrance of that hurt that one word caused
The remembrance of the effect on your psyche and your heart.
Things seem to be normal and life moves on
But the past is there forever and is always brought to the forefront.
Happy memories and words are cherished
But even if regretted, the words which hurt, are remembered with spite and hatred.

Friday, March 25, 2011

The rise of the Zen

Through their small eyes, its devastation they see around
In seconds everything demolished and gone.
As per tradition they stood firm
And bowed their heads to the on coming storm.
Their wrinkled eyes, crinkled further
As generations of hard work crumbled to powder.
But they still stood stoic, and faced the thunder,
With patience, forbearance and profound valour.

The tsunami seemed to have washed away their tears
Just as it did their homes and ones who were dear.
The earthquake seemed to have shaken them off fear
Though it formed cracks within their land and water.
The radiation caused frenzy all over
But within them ignited a spark to recover.

While others looked upon them with sympathy and regret
They took charge, fought and started to move ahead.
While the rest of the world seemed dumbfounded and shocked
They continued living life with a pinch of salt.
What is the difference between us and them
Is it their spirit or their resonance?
Yes, we are human and they are too
But we would beg for sympathy, while damage control is what they started to do
Our vision would be hazy with images of the past,
While they look to the future while resurrecting the past.

Like an epitome of calmness they stand still
The tsunami came but not a tear spilt.
The earthquake shook the entire world
But the Japanese stood their ground and faced the world.
Their sadness and loss knows no bounds
But their silent resistance covers up their wounds.
11 March 2011, could be marked as the fall of the yen
But it also marked the rise and power of Zen.