NEEMAS POEMS

Wandering aimlessly till the end of 23, Will 24,be the opener of the change Perfectly pictured in the middle of seven ages, Right time before pondering never too late. Every soul passes through beautiful trials, Whatever we see, only a small piece of reality, A world well build of trapping nets, Keeping you away from the Benevolent Source. The soul will recognize the truth if told, For it was made from the same source Who has written your story before your actual existence, and your soul must return to the same source. So it's time to count your good deeds, Remember we are on the 24th hour, Chaos and uncertainity will lead to two different paths, Let the world choose the righteous path. ©️Neemamol2020

I'm grateful for the chances given by universe, To know the quest of narrow stream of legacy, For enlightening the soul, which was about to cease, Broking my crystal box ,which I always tried to fit in. Vastness of mind giving abundance of thoughts, Dictating every single answer from the light of wisdom, Faster and spontaneous that no human  mind can conceive, Letting small channels of thoughts to read and review. Illuminating fragments of light all around, Their soul is the powerful of everything, Attracting to oneself the story called life, No sorrow,No pain,No trauma would ever exist. I have not come so far to preach, It's a sign to start your own search, Some people live their life without knowing, But the difference and magic is to know yourself deep. ©Neemamol 2020

Everything goes right with an intention, Relying my mind more at manifestation Lately, I am so free of any distraction, Maybe of ,concentrating more in my meditation. I was tapping to universe without hesitation, With naked truths and my imperfection The result I got deserve admiration, and thus the world give me validation. Years ,I have passed of deterioration , Complaining my fate caused the destruction, But now I am clear in my realisation, That I was a fool following my temptation. So, never be a sheep with no direction, It's better to be a lion of own ambition, Your beliefs will open up a new invention, And one day you will be proud of your creation. ©Neemamol2020

Years binds me in the midst of nothing Wandering soul pursuing magic of life Repeating path of same hills and holes, Taking me to the land of probability. I rolled the dice and got to pay the price Confused and have to live with lies, Never got a spark to free my darkness Life just saves me with pampering remarks. I tried every possibility of my luck But lost myself always close to the point Heart puts it's pain in the words of blame, Harder the life if it knocks you with shame. Though lying in the rock bottom I believed in the magic of life, Of not giving you, what you always wanted, But gifting you something,you never ever thought. Life's gifts comes not as single,but in pairs, Seeking your attention to your life's destiny, Suddenly everything changes around you magically, Universe always answers you,if you deserve it. Then happens the magic of realization, Tears of happiness grasp your views, Transforming you to the most grateful soul, Realiz

Beautiful and natural, rainbow and butterflies, Ever noticed the hidden truth wrote in them, Attracting with vibrant beauty and magic, Fades away with another glimpse of sight. Born  from a  single light,  appears as  seven  colours,  vary  in  their  forms , yet  everything is the same,  light ,you must  seek and  know it never  fades, Core  of  every truth, filtered and pure. Life turns to be a rainbow bubble, as you seek your senses to pleasures, Listen and believe in  your immortal soul, And your life is not different from a butterfly's life. Hold your creator's hand and be grateful, You are given a life and a world To test the worthiness of light of your soul, Good virtues and deeds adds up making your soul brighter. ©Neemamol 2020