A Three Words Resolution !

Trifecta Challenge:

Here is the link for the website: http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/.We’re asking for resolutions in just three words.  Make it count; we’ll be checking back in come 2015. If you want to participate click on the following picture.

 

Please vote for me on Thursday when the voting opens, if you like my resolution. If you don’t like it, still go to the link and read other amazing resolutions.

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My resolution for the new year would be the same what I am following from the past few years.

Smile, in pain.

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O’ Moon You Were The Spectator !

Big Ben UK

O’ Moon you were the spectator

of year that passed by -leaving

cynical ages behind.

Of wounds that were made

which aches and tear apart my soul

are everlasting !

Of broken dreams that scratch

these wounds hard

and the brimming blood

nourishes my heart.

Of wishes unfulfilled that

pricks like thorns,

cuts like a sword; sharp and fine.

Of the rains of my fate which

were destined for someone other’s home.

Of the grave that lies

in a corner of my heart where

un-listened prayers sleep.

Of the un-heard moans and sobs

of my injured heart that

spoke through eyes

alas! no one was there to read.

Of my eternal search inside

myself – The search of self

search of The Divine.

Of the enduring solitude

Of  the withering bliss

in the spring of my life.

O’ Moon you were the spectator

of metamorphosis that de-colorized

my life’s zest from

white to Black and shades of grey.

O’ Moon I am scared

Of the abyss I have to jump in with

open eyes and wide arms but

crying heart and stinging soul

in near future.

O’ Moon be my guest

hold my hand and walk with me

through the vexatious path

towards the ultimate future

where each step pierce the countless

blisters of my jaded soul.

O’ Moon can you endure

my feelings pure?

O’ Moon can you give me

your shoulders to cry on ?

O’ Moon can you bear

the dilemma that is near?

The moon smiled and spoke

words that I am in a habit to hear.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea”

And veiled its childlike silver face

underneath the blue clouds

on the limitless sky

where a new year was beginning

just as a ray of hope

rises through melancholy and gloom.

The Speak Easy Challenge.