Commotion of Emotions

                                 No one ever sees the big picture; because the big picture is a puzzle that needs reason and patience. Everyone is looking at some part of the puzzle. Desperately trying to fit an unmatched piece into the colossal mosaic. So ostentatious are their beliefs, that they cut rebellious sides of the piece - until it fits perfectly into place. They fill a temporary vacancy, but give rise to a permanent hole, an indelible damage to the puzzle. Do not be like everyone else. Do not force things to fall into place. Remember, the puzzle is ambiguous, only until it is solved.                 That is what Aunt Petunia told me, when she found me struggling, forcing delicate pieces into a puzzle. ‘The piece with two straight edges always belongs to the corner. Be careful, one mistake, and you’ll never see the big picture’ she smiled and ambled away. ‘It’s your puzzle, not mine to solve.’                 The puzzle was a gift from her on my ten birt

I wish it were easy, To detect a lie - when told, Though innocent faces and smiles; But then I hide the truth - all the time. I wish it were easy, To be loved than love, Where everyone plucks a loved flower; But then I hate - all the time. I wish it were easy, To take a deep breath, Even in a world so polluted; But then I keep running - all the time. I wish it were easy, To tell wrong from right, And set absolute rules to a relative world; But then I break them - all the time. I wish it were easy, To find world peace, And smile at strangers; But then I look away in opia - all the time. I wish it were easy, To not alert the words of the heart, And let it bloom - light or dark; But then I stay quiet - all the time. I wish it were easy, To understand people, And so their creator; But then I don't even understand myself. I wish it were easy, To tell the truth, And let see the beauty in all; But then I