What’s up?

I want to be like a star
Somewhat,
Beautiful
Bright
Magical

Grant me that honor
To scribe you
Within the verse

Believe me
You will be
More than that star
And
You will know
Why the whole Universe
Revolves around us
With a new vigor

Can I proceed?

[She shook the head]
[Give it a try]

He stays
Silent
Most of the time

If he have to tell
Something
Elegant

That instant
He prefers
A brief whispers

Too exclusive
Too simple
He is aware of

Bystandar
Believes
It must be
A Poetry

They said
Picture speaks
A thousand words

To be true
Nobody ever heard
What it speaks

Though all of us
Assume something
Though all of us
Make some sense
Though all of us
Feel something special
Though all of us
Have something to say
Though all of us
Try to understand more

Probably
Picture speaks
Through the eyes
Without a voice

To my understanding
Time can be
Simply
Divided into
3 kinds

THIS time
RIGHT time
NIGHT time

Where
One dwells

Every wall has that story
Every picture has that story
Every story has that something
A moment of,
Glory
Vulnerability, and
The truth

The facts reside somewhere
Within,
The more we live,
The more we fear to die
The more we love,
The more risk we get hurt
The more we think
The more we stay silent

Though,
This too will pass

If I’m a writer,
I’ll not dare to end the story,
At the middle of the laugh, or
At the middle of the cry

Story never ends
We try to end the story

Topic,
My next project will be
Dissecting ego:
From where it begins
    
Objectives:
To try to explore, where the seeds are
To unveil who showed it
To confirm if it is heritable?
To witness how fast it grows
Is that us who tame ego,
Or does ego tames us?
Does ego dies before the possessor?
    
Method used, 
Tracking the loud voice
Tracking the grandeur side
Dissecting skin deep
Relating all connections
Exploring circumstances
Done exclusive on humans
Saints excluded
  
Discussion: 
Ego never discuss
It stays ahead
  
Conclusion:
We are the one
We tame ego
Absolutely acquired
Understanding is the antidote
    
Disclosure:
None

Her WEAKNESS
She is the
KINDEST of all

Her STRENGTH
No war ever ended
Before
She DEFEATED all

And she KNOWS
How to keep
BALANCE
With a SMILE

What if,
You are a main character
Of the upcoming book
And you know it
Beforehand

Will you,
Be the same?
Or, will you try,
To make it worthy?
Or, will you disappear,
Holding nothing left?
Keeping the chapter
Unfinished

Tell me
What will you do?

Yes
This is a diary of a child
With a biological age of 5

To this world
She may be an ordinary one
But at the age 3, she got matured
Started to identify the space
Where she can contribute

She learned,
how to take care of self, when parents are out
how to be patient, when belly left half filled
how to do parenting, when her sister cries
how to be happy in small things
how to struggle for survival

Her way of life shows
At the age of,
3, she was like 25 years responsible
4, she was like 35 years responsible
5, she is like 50 years responsible
24 hours a day, she is on duty
7 days a week

I asked myself, what is childish?
That responsible 5 years child,
passing through
Or the 50 years old,
irresponsible one?

All those ups and downs

With effort
Moments to celebrate
A glorious time
And
With the same effort
Some moments to felt
Sorry
Even when
Being in the right lane

No Prejudice

Here we are trained
How to judge
Getting help of senses
Our eyes are judgmental
So do, the ears and touch

If someone dies
Of kindness
Let them search a scapegoat
Let them find us  
Everywhere

I don’t ask for much
Think for the few seconds
What, If the Stethoscope
Ask for a rest

We were born
In the same date

Beside that, we share,
The same qualification
The same place to stay

Destiny made
All this difference
Now,
I am Blue
She is Red

I hear, they said
Blue belongs to her
Red belongs to him
Whatever,
We have nothing to say

She is not just a girl
She has it all

She believes in
Manners
Miracles
Dreams

Above all
Her charm is,
Belief on self
Aura she carries
Strength she possess
She is a free soul

Tell me more…..

That she,
Is that you?
Infinitely wonderful
Or, just leave it
Unanswered
Forever