Sunday, 22 February 2009

Learn to Love

The Valentine month is not over yet even though the red roses you gave and received must have wilted and since then thrown away. The place where I work is full of young people who showed considerable enthusiasm for the festival of love and since then there has been a debate going on about what love truly means. Here are some things that I would like to add to what all has been already said.

Among other things, love involves opening up our hearts, minds and souls to let others see who we really are with all our vulnerability and strength, trusting that we are actually lovable. Contrary to popular belief, love is not placid and passive devoid of all energy. Rather it is passionate and active as each small step we take to replace lies with truth, criticism with praise and fear with love is a big leap towards a new way of life. Loving means trusting that God’s support is present in your life.

Before it’s possible to love anyone, you have to risk and start to know yourself and confront the way you carry love into this world. Loving another being is not about him/her it’s about you. So, learning to love entails facing your true self and accepting the responsibility to become the person you want to be. As your inner dialogue goes on perpetually, God is always a part of it whether you choose to listen or not.

Ability to give unconditional love and accept it joyfully comes when you get ready to listen to loving messages from yourself and others. Let me wind up with a quote from my favourite poet, Khalil Gibran—

Love one another but make not a bond of love

Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your soul.

Tuesday, 10 February 2009

Where Do You End And I Begin...

Lying on my back I often wonder
Where one cloud ends and another begins?
Where river ends and sea begins?
Where spring ends and summer begins?
and finally where do you end and I begin?

Wednesday, 7 January 2009

My Echo, My Shadow and Me


Where do the longing lie
My throbbing head or squashing heart?

My echo resonates what is rooted deep inside
Whispering in my ears what I don’t want to hear
Putting its tongue right inside my ear
Eternal buzz robbing me of all peace
No escape…not really


My shadow torments me
Pursuing me relentlessly
Pushing me towards myself
Forcing me to hug and love myself
Flooding me with forbidden desires


In this perpetual struggle
We three live together
My Echo, My Shadow and Me

Sunday, 21 December 2008

Phoenix

I was looking for a recipe for brownies when I came across these lines that I had written some 10 years ago. As I read them, I laughed and then I cried; laughed because I was reminded what it is like to be 25 again and cried because I could feel the pain and confusion all over again that I would have felt when I wrote these lines.

This poem is part of- Angels Vs Demons- An anthology by Destiny to Write Publications. Free copy of the ebook can be downloaded by visiting the below link

http://poetrybybarrymowles.files.wordpress.com/2012/03/angels-vsdemons-ebook-final1.pdf

Segmented lives
story line of a new movie
badly edited
one thing does not lead to another
only to confusion...
...and fear
broken images stare back
from the fragmented mirror
as I gasp for air
living a hundred lives
dwarfed...
I had my own sky
for a moment
price is rest of my life
but I lived
I was alive if only for a moment
the putrid smell of sadness and wisdom
emanates from what was alive once.





Laughter, bloating numbness,
and pain, rising alternatively.
blow was heavy and swift,
still stinging into my skin
making the sting of successive
blows insignificant
I am no longer myself
what I am afraid of is that
someday I will rise again
and be myself again