Breaking Bread

ਸੇਵ ਕੀਤੀ ਸੰਤੋਖੀਈ ਜਿਨ੍ਹ੍ਹੀ ਸਚੋ ਸਚੁ ਧਿਆਇਆ ॥ ਓਨ੍ਹ੍ਹੀ ਮੰਦੈ ਪੈਰੁ ਨ ਰਖਿਓ ਕਰਿ ਸੁਕ੍ਰਿਤੁ ਧਰਮੁ ਕਮਾਇਆ ॥ ਓਨ੍ਹ੍ਹੀ ਦੁਨੀਆ ਤੋੜੇ ਬੰਧਨਾ ਅੰਨੁ ਪਾਣੀ ਥੋੜਾ ਖਾਇਆ ॥: Only those do the real Sevaa who being contented, contemplate the (One) Truth. They do not walk on the path of corruption (wickedness, ill-thinking, ill-doings,…), but do good... Continue Reading →

Why I think Trump will win

My feelings are that Donald Trump will get elected. I have pretty much switched off from TV in the past 3 months as I have been so focused on my wellbeing and personal goals that it just does not interest me. I manage to keep up-to-date with current affairs like many others by absorbing bite size chunks of news through various apps and alerts on my mobile phone. The... Continue Reading →

When Happy met Sad

Happy New Year Happy New Day Happy New Thought Happy New Way Happy loves his luck Happy loves fun Happy stopped giving a fuck Happy thought he won   When Happy met Sad...   Happy was depressed Happy was ill Happy forgot to rest Happy lost its will Happy couldn't sleep Happy got high Happy went too deep Happy needed to cry He could... Continue Reading →

Love… Lost in Space

As the universe intended we connected in the Cosmos A black hole had appeared at light speed it was Two beautiful stars had taken birth from our darkness But communication was poor so we both became heartless feelings vanished into the vacuum; all notable traces were lost the gravitational pull was too strong; survival at all cost We aborted the journey parting our ways reported back to mission... Continue Reading →

10 Ways I beat Anxiety

Anxiety - a personal diagnosis It was caused by high expectations of myself when I was comparing or being compared to others. Inevitably as there is always bigger and better it triggered emotions of disappointment, desperation and an overpowering worry about the future and that I would not fulfil the potential in my life. I was always seeking the approval of my nearest and dearest and measured my... Continue Reading →

Aching Walls and Broken Hearts

I scream, so deep inside myself, it destroys my foresight All I hear back is the echo of the torturous pain There is a cold-room back there standing mute of light Floor littered with demon debris from our latest fight Dilapidated, aching walls and pain splattered everywhere Ice cold loneliness lives there, no windows and no air but wait! wait! on... Continue Reading →

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