When
Love
Is not
Madness
It
Is not
Love

In
The curves
And bends
Of the Path
Of every poem
There is
A purpose

Poetry
Is
A language
That
Tells
Us

I
Love
You
With
My
Soul
   .
Soul
Never
Stops
Or
Forgets

I
Am
A
Word
And
You
Are
Poetry
Material
By
Heart

Look
Once
Again
For
The answer
Inside
Your
  Question

Material things don't last for good,
and flowers soon may wither,

I may not live here for as long as I want,
But I'll give you my Forever.

I'm here today on bended knees,
Giving you everything I have with me,

And if those things are still not enough,
I'd offer it in another lifetime with you

repeatedly. . .

A world so bizarre
with people so shady
face after face they revel
a never ending quest knowing a person feels.
In a blink of a moment they change
sweet to opportunist that's quite a range.
No one is different me and you
not even a handful few we all have evil within
buried deep down with a hint of sin
afraid, living in denial
bubble acting like glial.

We all are collection of face
that we desire or society admires
hiding behind them
comfortable and safe we feel
but evil will always be let out
in the weakest of moment it creeps
taking on conscience worst it seeks
driven by creature of passion
all that matter is satisfaction
stooping isn't uncommon
once under spell it's basic moral.

Everyone can't be buddha
unlike him can't shut the
**** up inner Vlad
some choose to embrace, some shade
but everyone's right in their own place.

I got a Voldemort filled
inside my brain
a world exist where
door ain't remain.
A world governed by
testo and dopemine
everyday feel like making it rain
sleepless nights feel like jerking
aside the thoughts inside barking
futile because already gave in
flesh and bone
where sins cave in.

Feel like fly in Venus
ain't working out with Jesus
so lemme call out to star
bruh lend me few Winnie
to fetch me some honey
as i rather have pitch up deep than to sow and let it reap
thinking and thinking till it leads
to ******* scar that feeds
grooving epidermis making it bleed
it's like god handing out seeds
and I ain't getting one because of my deeds

Landline, laziness the line
bed's the mine
set foot there goes the crying
all i do is sit back and rhyme
hiding sorrows in these lines
hoping you'd save the day
like the Dre
back when shady was stray
Pray, I pray none's listening
is my existence so grey
pillow talking all night
only time i get to voice my say.

Is there a god
Is he sitting in heaven
Is he all pervading force
Is he the nature itself
Is he inside us
Why cannot he be all
Why can't he sit in heaven
Guiding us with his spirit
Watching us delivering on merit
Be the supernatural force
That makes sure to enforce
The balance in this universe
Why can't he be inside of us
For us to realise that he's everywhere
Why limit a limitless god
Why define a god who can't be defined
Why give him a place
When all that's is is his
Why divide him
When he is one
Taking many forms
Being the One
He does not want to
Disturb your senses
Making you doubt him
Not realising that the doubt is also him and he is beyond any doubt
You are only doubting yourself
Not a matter of faith or hope
But the plain simple truth
For all to know
How many more indications will he show
When he need not
Bow to our wishes
Vice versa the world is perfect

You remain in my thoughts
Day and night
Want to say
Don't know the way
There is only one way
My fear stands in the way
Honest expression is not a sin
But feeling guilty within
Fear of rejection parading my heart
If you don't respond what will I retort
If you do and my pessimism comes true
Can't handle it at all
Not tell you
Leave it vague
There is a pleasure in it
Finding sadness in a likeable frame
Or regret not telling you rest of the way
I don't know the answer yet
Push comes to shove i don't have the guts
Part of me tells me
You don't have to reciprocate
My feelings are enough
Remaining within me
Churning and grinding to heart's content
Preparing to tell you
Gives me an agenda
To try vicariously the styles i could convey my thoughts
Best option yet
Will not keep me satisfied
A Dreamlands picturesque
Image projected
If you would confess what you have
Never happens in reality
Doesn't mean i can't dream
Makes the truth harder
When fantasy seizes
Plethora of emotions
Could be ended by a single line
Is there a time
Called the right time
Time will tell if you are a passion
Or just an infatuation

Why is that
Every fear
That  i fear
A feeling of threat
Danger and harm
Has a funny way
Of coming true
Anticipation of unpleasant
Situations
Due to valid reason
Or a gut triggered emotion
Never escaped even one
Hunted me down every time

Lacking the guts
To face the fuss
A coward i was
Step aside because
Timid and weak
In my heart

Brought it forward
I was the same
As long as i remember
First few years didn't help either

Waves of anxiety
Top gear to my heart beating faster
Trembling of the legs
Stuttering of the mouth


Anger deep inside
Inability to express
Buckling in distress
Act of cowardice

Everything under the sun
Being hurt physically
Mind played with psychologically
Made fun of publicly
Bullied with savagery

Feared these forever
How they existed
I  am not sure
Spent my life looking for a cure

Wanted to be popular
Dug myself a grave 6 feet under
Trying to please everybody
Could see through me easily

A major school event
Had a problem with a fellow student
Boycotted the event
Realised nobody missed even my name

Bullied by the Vice Principal
Was also a table tennis coach
I too was a player
He treated me like a joker

Jokes at my expense
Was a daily occurence
School sport or neighborhood
Played by others like a fool

Feared a teacher
Hoping she not be my tutor
Murphy law at play
She made me regret everyday

Wanted to change
My so far image
Tried hard in college
Only to minimal effect


Studying in America
A childhood dream
Feared the visa interview
Greeted a lady officer as " Sir " out of pure fear

Rejected time and again
Angst never could contain
Wrong impression given
Get ready to face rejection

Feared of not having friends
Was ok on that end
Still struggling on that front
A good friend yet to gain

Fear of loneliness
Covering my heart with darkness
Almost reached there
Fear has taken aim at that

Wanted to avoid
Lead a life devoid
Of Bullying  and despair
One. Thing to be proud I'm rare

Afraid that I'd be.
Without a family
So it was to be
Alone and lonely

Wanted to be on par
With family and friends.
Whenever with them
Can feel the difference

Working in the markets
Got blamed for an error i did not falter
Took a year to.
Come out in the clear

The divorce proceedings
In an ugly hearing
Esteem all time low
Can't go further below

Why did i fear
What was the trigger
The mess between my ears
Took   decades to recover

This is a recall
Of events in the past
Following Bruce Lee and his philosophy
Given me the courage to face fear face to face

Lie, life, live 

Live life and add a v and f
Life lives and add a f, v and s
Lie, add nothing to the truth
Lie, it's already been identified

Live a Life without Lies 
add a v, f and s
Live a Life 
add a v and f, please listen