Poem

Hear the silence that I hear now
Hear the words spoken by my eyes
Rise the mornings with the rising sun
See the world from different eyes
Listen to what the sad woman says
Listen to birds, bees and the trees
Walk among the green, yellow and blue
Live today because time just flees
See the forest for the trees
Life has always been bigger than you think
Think. Decide. And then don't think it again
Time won't wait but go away in a blink
Be kinder than you were yesterday
Be a better person each day
One deed each day is all it takes
To live the days in a better way
Think the good thoughts everyday
Speak lees and ask more about the man
Let munificence be a part of you
Read the man through his lore
Contemplate for some time about you
What do you want to do?
Where are you today?
Yonks later, what will you do?

Live the 'now'

I live the time I am facing 'now'.
You think of the time that is not 'now'. That time is either gone or has not reached you yet.
The time, which was lived when it was present, is gone. No matter how much you cry, how much you suffer, how much you beg, it's gone and never coming back.
The time, which is still on its way to become a present, holds unpredictable moments. You spent your 'now' thinking about the time which will soon be 'now'. How are you living? Expecting, hoping, imagining! Live your 'now' for it will be gone, never returning, not holding onto you and what hasn't come, is inconsequential now. You are feeling you have time but it will go in a flash. Not caring how you lived it, how you respected it. You took it to be granted and now, you want it back.

Shackled by the society, you live in the dregs of it. You can break the shackles, to breathe, look, taste the moment the way you want it.

Life is a journey, life is a river, life is time and life is limited. Every moment will edify you when you understand that it is your odyssey, just yours. You row and row, meeting others like you in the way. Some join you, some meet you recurring times, some don't. Remember, you are transient in this river. River will flow on its own accord for good. What you feel is ephemeral but what matters is how you feel the 'now'. Your advent was cheered by mortals like you and your departure will be mourned.

It's not the quantity of life that matters but the quality of life.

I am here 'now'.
I stand with an incandescent visage and unwavering desire to live the moment, live the present, live the 'now'. Because that's the only reality I believe in.