Traveled the winding path, so grand,
Mountains first, where nature stands.
Then a smooth road, a tranquil glide,
Crossed a bridge, thoughts intertwined.

Lost in the forest's mystic embrace,
Realized life's illusion, a fleeting chase.
Took shelter in a cave's silent cries,
Discovered endless lies in disguise.

Drenched in rains, my sorrows did drain,
Fell from the bridge, truth and falsehood's bane.
Reached an oasis with roses unfurled,
A journey continues with passion, the world.

Many Centuries back they were buried alive.  
Now they are beheaded as soon as they are born.
Its not about who is right or who is wrong.
Its about the savage inside all eacb one of us.
You , Me and All.  
We all either look the other way.  
Or Simply dont care.
Or Justify the actions of either Sides.  

The Truth is that we all have became so emotionless
That no matter what happens in the north , south , east or West.  
We simply dont care unless it happens to us.

The way ahead is not going to be easy for sure.
But deep inside we know whats right or wrong.
But cowards we are not to even feel.

Its better to be now among the dead.
Then to be with these emotionless living beings.

Long Roads
Narrow Streets
Abundance of Talent
Await Recognition
Very Few Succeed
Endless Wait for the Rest.
The Show Goes On.

Some Live and Some Die
Some Smile and Some Cry.
When will his time come.
Waiting Waiting Yet Again...

Infinite Constraints.
Finite Time.  
Random Circumstances.
Deceiving Illusions.
Unreliable Solutions.
Unsolvable Problems.
Escape Inevitable
Tired of Breaking Free.

Mirror on the Wall.
Endless Talk …

In a realm of nails and walls,  
Where hammers echo their calls,  
One last nail, by fate ordained,  
Misses its mark, the hand is pained.  

The nail, innocent in its stance,  
The wall claims victim in the dance,  
The hammer, guided, seeks no blame,  
While the hand, wounded, shares its pain.  

Amidst the chorus of guilt and plea,  
In this realm of responsibility,  
It's the wall that bears the weight,  
For in the end, it seals its fate.  

In the tapestry of fault and strife,  
The wall alone carries the price,  
For in this tale of nail and hand,  
The wall, in silence, takes its stand.

Do not stare at me with those eyes
Paralysing me completely in disguise

The depth of your effect is too deep
Sadness in my heart I  may no longer keep.  

The nostalgic moments returned to haunt
with the sounds of laughter and taunt.

The sarcastic smile now followed me for a while
Wanting me to go forever in exile.  

As you completely ignored  as our eyes met.
Revealed the lies and game you played as yet

Shattered my soul with those words u said.
Putting  me ultimately to eternal rest.

In the realm of endless waiting,
Where talent endlessly flaunts,
A symphony of yearning souls,
A dance of dreams in endless taunts.

Few cross the threshold, fate in their stride,
To the other side where glory resides.
Fame whispers promises, a tempting song,
A journey awaited, though arduously long.

Yet, the others stand in helpless gaze,
Watching dreams like distant haze.
Talents showcased, a silent plea,
Wandering when their time will be.

Patience, a virtue, some endure,
While others surrender, dreams unsure.
Daily battles, relentless they fight,
Some strive for dawn, some embrace the night.

Their talent, a double-edged sword,
A gift and curse in one accord.
To perform, day by day,
In the wait for their moment's ray.

A stage awaits, the spotlight keen,
For those who persist, remain unseen.
In the rhythm of life's silent sound,
They wait to be found, dreams unbound.

Comfortable
Illuminated
Stress Free
Silent
Dead End.

No matter whatever happens
It will prevail
Give and Take is all it needs.

Do not discard me yet, I plea,
For hidden within, a treasure may be.
A paper of import, forgotten, unseen,
Its secrets and worth, like a hidden dream.

For even the simplest things we may forsake,
Hold magic and wonder, ready to awake.
So do not discard, my dear, don't forget,
The importance it may still hold as yet.

Simple Words Simple Meaning
Chanted Every Day and Night
Times of Birth and Death
Times of Happiness and Sadness
Times of Peace and War
Times of Health or Pain
Simple Words Simple Meaning
Understanding it yet  may take a life time
Simple Words Simple Meaning

Looking up, I ask,
Is there one to hear my plea?
Listen once, I beg.

Protects you
Day and Night
Makes you Unique
Share all the Information.
You are always appreciated
While I am discarded

Stuck  in this Never Ending Traffic
Seconds becomes Minutes.
Minutes becomes Hours.
Horns being blown randomly
Pollution Everywhere.

Infinite Paths.
Some Lit Some Dark.
Some Long Some Short.
Confusion Prevails

Books can be Referred
But a Guide is still needed.
Someone chosen by the Author.
Someone chosen by the Writer.
Someone chosen by the Messenger.

Buried is Why ?
By the  How….
Confused by  When…
Lost by  Where.
Busy with What

Day and Night
Haunted by those
Perfectly Shaped Nozdras.

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As empty as I am now,
Nothing exists but me.
No dreams, no purpose found,
Just wandering aimlessly.

How can emptiness be so vast,
A chasm deep and wide?
Can't even feel this void,
As if it tries to hide.

Body and soul entwined,
A shadow and a ghost.
Waiting for a whisper,
From something once known most.

In the stillness of the night,
A riddle yet untold.
Seeking hidden answers,
To make this heart a home.

The Majority still lives
      In the Beautiful Illusion
Created By the Minority.

What a fool I was
Searching for Water
In the Hot Hot Desert
Whereas had all along
A Magical Water Bottle
With Unlimited Supply

Even the Worst Storm stops
For a while.
When will this one ?

Walking on this path
Again and Again  
Tired and Confused
Its not the Diameter
Nor the Rotations
Its about the Purification
Towards Infinite Perfection.

If only ....

When the Candle Burns.
It Burns.

Under the Big Apple Tree
They have the Apple
Yet Praise the Mango

Stepped into the market,
With the simple intent to buy sweets.
But with my thoughts,
The entire marketplace unfolded before me.
Some were big, some were small,
Some were cheap, some were expensive.
Some had a mild sweetness,
While others were as sweet as honey.
My heart was captivated, my eyes filled with wonder,
Yet I returned empty-handed.

Are Treasures not buried
So are the words of Wisdom.

Dark Clouds Everywhere.
Some Here and Some There.
Thunder Sounds Everywhere.
Blinding Lights Here and There.

Water and Water Everywhere.
Some here and Some There.
Accumulated Everywhere.
Pure there and Impure There.

Not all Drops are same.
Not all the Places are of the same Size.
Each One fits in its Own.
Has to be Satisfied with that

As the Night turns Darker
My Eyes get Smaller.
Flaring  my Nostrils a bit Larger.
Inviting you in my Armour.

Those which he plucked
Finally Ended up on his grave.

Roamed in the Jungle.
Crushed a few Ants
Red , White and  Black.

Once again you stare back at me.
Desperation mixed with Silence.
Every Moment is now so Precious
A Single Error may cause Death.

There is a long long way to go
But yet the Path is not even Set.
Deceive me as much as you Can
Forever now I will Withstand.

Loose Ends will now be Discarded.
No more Pleadings. No more Warnings
Once again the path will be Set.
Journey to the Final Destinations Awaits.

Electric Shock
Sudden, Comfortable.
Painless,Soothing, Magnetic ...
Oasis in the Desert.
Your Touch

Absence  of Love ..
State of Comparison...
Actions Incomplete.
Pain and Suffering

So Sturdy you are O Bridge ..

So Strong Against the Storm.

Infinite Loads you can take…

Nothing in Return you Desire

O Bridge – Does it not Tire you

To be the Link between them.

Knowing one Day you will be Burnt

Cut and Bruised in Total

O Bridge O Bridge Be Careful

For those who walk on you dont care.

A quarter century—how time has flown,

Yet in your smile, the same light is shown.

Grace and beauty, ever true,

Just like the day I married you.



We’ve weathered storms, faced skies of grey,

But love has never slipped away.

Side by side, come joy or strife,

You’ve been the anchor of my life.



With two bright souls, our love has grown,

A family we can call our own.

Hand in hand, we’ve crossed the seas,

Chasing sunsets, sharing peace.



Through every year, through every mile,

You’ve been my heart, my reason, my smile.

Here’s to all that still will be—

My love, my life, my destiny.

Tea
cant be consumed cold..
Coffee can.

Helpless Then
Helpless Now.
Nothing has Changed
The Pain Remains.

When messages are not replied.
Guess thats when you realised.
Worst than a Million Rejections.

I was walking ....
Fell in Love.  
It Hurts.

Pipes here and there.
Practically Everywhere.
Monitored Day and Night.
What a dreadful Sight.
I want to go Home
Is all that he Silently Says.
All I can do is Listen Everyday.
But So Helpless I am today.
Nothing Much to Say.
All I can now do is Pray.

For even the  Once Aromatic
and Beautiful Flower Fades
And the Bees then just ignore
and move on

They Exists
Everywhere
Just to be Ignored.

Stop Making Fun of Me
Whenever I ask you ...

Do I always have to initiate.  
Every Time.  

The Strings of this
One Way Relationship
Has Broken After All.

Confused  and Frustrated
Just like a Traffic Signal
On an Empty Cross Road.

In office she bathed in olive gold,
She smiles a story quietly told.
When laughter stirs the Zephyrian portals,
Summer winds pass through gates immortal.
My secret stirs in the air she bends,
Drawn where dawn and daylight blend.
Her beauty blooms in a Grecian hush
Breezes soft I dare not rush.
Between us, friendship’s woven thread,
Holding close what stays unsaid.
So the west wind moves, gentle and free,
Bearing a longing only I see.