For the preoccupied mind
You will
Always be wrong
But
You don't have to justify

Whoever awaites the sunrise
Whoever stares at moon
Whoever likes the rain
Whoever colors the life
They love poetry

Whoever is unloved
They love poetry
Whoever is loved
They love poetry
Whoever is timid
They love poetry
Whoever is quiet
They love poetry
As well

And I'm
One of them

I like your vibes
No need of introduction
Thus a journey begins

Thanks
To the sacred breakthrough
Forever true

And once again
Here you are
With zen smile
The sigs and the symbols
The pray and the blessing
Addictive spiritually
Peace, utmost reward
Now what could you ask for more?

It seems
People are
Like drugs
With their expiry date
But
But the soul
Doesn't

Be that soul

When
You have a voice
But
No one listens
May be your
Walls will
And may be the windows
And the doors
And the ceiling
And the closed things
Near to you
And if
Nothing
And nobody
You sense
Hold on

Here, I will

In love
You become
A prisoner
Yet
You don't want
To be free

Hold on
Don't tell me
Who you are?
Tell me
Who you aren't?

It's easy
That way
To know
Who you can be.

The void finds
Alternate way
When
Ink can't put it into
Words

Thus the tears
Need to get shed
To tell
The tales
In a morbid sense

My sun has faded
Blur
Blur everywhere
For now I could not
Ask for more

I'll be
Waiting for you
Last words
Of a distressed man
In bed 7
To the arm chair
Experts

Namaste

Let me
Treat you
Like
A piece of art
Rare

A living art
A moving art
A breathing art
Ageless

Always

You want to fly
So far away

A fluttering bee
Pleaded
Take me too
Your
Own way

Pregnant Moon
Few days to go
Then, will have 2 moons

Restless clock
Battery down
Tell me what time is it?

Familiar vibe
Waving goodbye
With the last smile

Obviously
No one needs
Special devices to
Focus somewhere
In the unknown
And get lost

Gaze into the eyes
Of beloved
For a little more
And find
The entire universe
So much to offer

How incredible will it be
To stop time
Motionless
Then stay close to
Moonlight
And feel safe

And
Genuinely
Let the ink
Reveal
Who you are to me
After all
That remains
The same

It's okay
If you are not
An artist

Relax
May be you are
An art

What the soul longs for?

It's all up to you.
Acknowledge a journey so far with a simple fact, the people who stay close into your life has similar value like yours. Value as such is, how you see the things what they are, what reflects who you are. Value is a way how you response when time puts you to the tests. Core values are what defines you, and it's the true identity, not the name or whatever. When you find the people with similar resonance, even in silence or miles away, that instance, souls converse as a one spirit and the rest will be history. Yes, once you feel that authentic vibe, you will never go beyond it's alignment even when time goes on and on. It has long been testified, listen closely embrace life.

Thanks for the concern.

Let me repeat
Something
You already know
In case
No one has told you
Today
Here it is

Good morning
You are beautiful
Have a better tomorrow
Stay blessed

No cloud
Offers a shade
That overwhelms the heart
Like solace of you

My privilege

And I think

If the love lasts
More than the days
You spend in quarantine
I swear
It's true love
Go for it

Else backup

Familiar echoes
Whispers in the air
Mesmerizing aura
Sacred phenotype
An ancient essence
A sense of you
From there to here
Crafted preciously
Mirrored souls
Piece by piece
Embraced emotions
Painted in the Canvas
A tale of time
Conflict of interests
Hidden in the Ink

If you lived then
You relate
To me
Something beyond
More than a memory
Holding yourself away
As a silent muse
Then and now
This is a case

And he said
I'm not 9 to 5 person
Sometimes I'm
7 to 9
Sometimes I'm
10 to 7
Sometimes I'm
Round the clock

But while I rest
I just neglect
The **** time

If you can't be
An art

Then be an artist

Innately
We all are
The healers
On finding
The right sufferer

One day
We will realize
After all

I have seen people
With a hazel eyes
And a comatose face
I have seen people
Raised from their base
And some, lost sanity in their praise
I have seen hunger hopes
And inhuman leftover waste
I have felt the people
Sharing their affection
And some pretend, for financial gain
I have heard
A new born's first cry
And the collapse's last breathe
And likes
Just like a time frames

Everyone is different
Attract your tribe
As a beginner
Oh, It's not fine
Now and always
For that, he said

When you will cherish
Poetic rain
Probably
First of it's kind
All of a sudden
The Heart
The Mind
And the Soul
Will align
And things will never be
The same

With memories
So afresh
Resonating a free soul
You will remember
How it feels
While being
Drenched in the rain
A lot more
There
You hold to say
Besides, grant me
Today
And every tomorrow

When love
Hits you hard
Either
You will be turn into
The Masterpiece
Or a painsmith
And
This life is
Not enough
For
Your
Art

When this is over
Can't wait more
To be back
With a lesson
Of resilience
What defines us

And
That normality
Yes, the mirage
What seems
Is a paint of illusion
Or a mask of disguise
Or an abyss of a lie
Or ***** realm
Nothing inside
Worth authentic

And when I was asked
What mother smells like?

Mud
Nothing else

Every
Bygone year
Congratulates
For the graduation
And bids farewell
With warm regards
For future endeavor
Schooling us
What isn't right
Who we are not
Where we don't belong
What money can't buy
How to stay antifragile
What doesn't make sense
When all is done
And dusted

Nation needs you
Not because you are RARE
Because you belong HERE

If you have to
Fall in love

Fall in love
With everything
That doesn't
Break
Your heart
Fall in love
With your dreams
A better tomorrow
Fall in love
With the morning sun
And the exquisite moon
Fall in love
With the path
Where you can spend
Rest of the life

Fall in love
What free your soul
Fall in love
Where falling is
Well-being
Peace of mind
And rising

When ready

Here it goes

Expect
The Sun
At day

And the Moon
At night

Life goes on

Nonsense
Is nothing

At least
One needs
To have
Common sense
To understand

And
When I have
More time
And less to do

I turn the pages
Of a dictionary
To know
Yet
There is
More to do

And I like
All those people
Who knows
What coffee smells like
What coffee tastes like
Who harvests coffee
Who makes coffee
Who serves it
And use medium
To discuss it
At the mean time

And
Something more

Besides you

Never search
A key
A secret
A source
A place
A person
To be happy
That way
Never will, you be

Think like a kid
Stop searching
Only then
You will
Embrace the harmony

You
Are
Happiness

Let the life be
As simple as
A
B
C

Or even
Simpler
Than that

Freedom is addictive

The more
One gets
The more
One craves

"In a mad world, only the mad are sane"
Clearly stated by K. Akira.
Scary!

What is freedom?
How close is it to insanity?
Scary!

Is that a freedom when one has to lose peace of mind? Is that a freedom where finally one has to ask ownself, who am I? And may regret what I have become. Is that a freedom where you search for the thousand Suns when you know one is enough? Is that a freedom where you have to sell the soul to exist a new time? Freedom is questionable.

Never ask that freedom when you are not ready for. Never ask that freedom where you don't belong. Never ask that freedom where finally one has to shed tears. Never ask that freedom where foundation of life ends. Isn't it insanity, freedom beyond control? And you may have observed where weeds florish, lotus thrives.

Balanced freedom is conscious state of being where no outer stimuli distracts, and one could flourish. Freedom in any form is always neutal, but the person who execute it, could be wrong. And forgive me if it is illogical, Earth revolving around it's axis is universal example of how much freedom one needs.

What is freedom?
How close is it to insanity?
As the saying goes, your freedom to swing your fist ends just where my nose begins.
Yes, should I repeat that?
Reasonably never ask the insane, what freedom is. At that instant they will justify everything, where they are always right.
It will be scarier that time.
Thus freedom itself is never the issue, for what cause it is exercised, is.
Nothing more.

And
The Moon
Is merely a moon

For a second
If you
Relate that

Then it's
Love
With that gaze

Maybe
I am a story
Like you

Hello

If anyone can't see
Anything
Beautiful

Either
One needs to
Move forward
Or step back

They will

And don't wonder
With every new wrinkle
A change awaits

Gradually
We incline
Towards
The Sun
The Moon
And the stars
At the end

Your startup
For this life
Is not to
Oblige over
Illusions
Phantom hopes
Connecting the dots
Redefine the patterns
Drain the energy
And unveil
All the unsolved mysteries
Since ancient time

Your purpose
Is to share the flame
Your own reality
That hold within
Being aware
Not to be right
Every time
For
Authentic happiness
Fulfillment
Harmony and dignity
Living life, simple
Being eternal light
In your own way

Being privileged
Many times
We don't realize
That much

At the time of
Adversity
Only hunger is
The innate human drive
And the food
A prayer

Stay human
In unfavorable time
What one can
Best offer
And
Money can't buy

The Key
That locks
The Door

With the same key
The Door
Opens