Break the promise, but don't **** the hope.

During its plummet to the ocean floor, the pebble wobbled. Once settled at the bottom, it was not bothered by the waves that washed across the ocean's surface, frequently and often violently. Before settling down in the self, the mind like the pebble goes through a comparable journey.

"I" is the alien occupying "me".

Ephemeral life
on a tiny bubble
what's the good cause?
an opportunity to show up,
a temporary deal with the cosmos,
what else!

An individual whose intellect has been inextricably linked to art becomes an institution on his own.

All hail the eyes!

no strife has occured on account of misunderstanding caused by the feelings conveyed through the eyes.

Still more, Buddha's closed eyes radiate peace, even now.

Once more, all hail the eyes!

Memories from the past that have been buried in the mind;

Before sipping, he cleansed his tea cup with tea to get a true flavor of tea.

Mind,
how can you attain freedom
so long you are addicted to
the statu quo.

Our nature, as well as the nature that surrounds us, has doomed us.

Stop explaining yourself because in this fact-checking age, no one will trust you.

Time melts pain

Strands of memories connected by time.

A Single entity
Several identities
Bewildered throng
Endless deliberation
No resolution
Only confusion

If you're not a gold dust in the desert, stay that way until you're scooped up by the wind and dumped in a gold quarry.

Isn't it possible for humanity to live under a single ideology?

A butcher's knife isn't a serial killer.

God! 

Where did you acquire all those 
colors to paint the entir­e 
universe?


My imagination, too, is full of
vibrant colors!

The prince dragged him into the royal chariot and forced him to sit beside him, instilling in him a fleeting sense of royalty.

Only when my dreams were tied to it as a tail did her vision kite begin to fly.

When the Sun's baby rays kissed the sad flowers, it brightened their spirits, and they joyfully filled the air around them with fragrance once again.

The absence of a roof over my head is not a disadvantage because I can see the stars while dreaming.

It's easy to keep moving when the mind is filled with dreams since dreams have no weight.

Your crushing waves of distrust reduced me to dust and carried me to a land of faith.

As human intelligence steamrolled,
objects of pretense produced devious behaviour, much like their creators.

He chose silence where words were necessary.
He chose absence where silence was necessary.

Lying in a soft bed.
Restless emotions.
Life evaporating
like steam.

There is still a lot more to say.
There is still a lot more to listen.
There's still a lot more of everything to come.
Wait please...

The seeds that fall to the Earth,
The words that fall on the mind,
will bear fruit either today or tomorrow.

Dreams are horses that return to the barn without their owners.

Images of Poverty depicted a simple and humble life.
Life in the images of wealth is ****** and arrogant.

Ally, verbally.
Enemy in the act.
Spider like stealth.
Life turns potboiler,
if trapped.

Swim with the tide if you want to go far in life!

When war is used to exact revenge,
all the participants, including the adversary, become innocent victims.

The blighted nature turned into a brute, and the rude human race perished without a trace!

It rained nonstop.
Then there were floods.
Mudslides rained in, wreaking havoc.
People began to wonder why nature destroys itself in order to destroy them.

The devious mind hides itself.

He wrote to all those who had abandoned him for no apparent reason and attempted to rejoin his fold;

"There is no space for you inside my heart or hearth."

Life appears to be beautiful when viewed on a scale model.

Rains were nature's apologies for her tears.

One  massive mass of fluid heading inexorably to infinity.

In both war and love peace is absent.

The long-awaited day had finally arrived, he thought.
She came to meet him, though, to bid him farewell.

Diseases are the unpleasant manifestation of conflicts within the mind.

Success always occurs in the face of adversity, not in the face of opportunities

Like dirt clinging to the bottom of a utensil, repressed feelings clung to the bottom of his heart, and a tinge of remorse was always evident.

Unknown is the known
in constant search of itself.

Blue sky above
Blue sea below
in between
Blue sensations.

I sang with my heart full of emotions.
My heart, like the auditorium, was empty in the end.

The intricate and harmonious dance of emotions in tune with the beat of the heart.

Eyes saw once, mind endlessly,
churning contemplation,
desires walking barefoot.