When your heart is blind, you are blind.

Let peace be the new language our hearts shall speak.

Let it mend the wounds that hatred has wrought.

Be equanimous in times of joy and sorrow, praise and dishonour, and do not falter even in the face of extreme adversity.

When the eyes were first opened, there was no life to be seen; only the walls.

I turned Sky into Ocean and Ocean into Sky to prove that Sky is not the limit for my poetic imagination.

His on stage shows were like a moonlit rainbow, rare but spectacular.

Machines learn and grow,
Humans falter, lose their way.
AI reigns, we bow and rue.

You said that you had given up on my love.

That is a ridiculous claim!

Nothing that isn't yours can be given up.

The spiritual discourse was over, my soul felt so strong,
thought my mind was clear, but I was surely wrong,
But as I left the hall, rain poured with no remorse,
I cursed at life, as I walked back into the hall distraught,
I realised that my mind is a slave to the elements, not higher powers.

Why did you take away the joy you provided me while staying away by drawing closer to me?

That shock and a lifetime of silence

Your lies of others have turned into worms that are devouring my mind.

Don't see big dreams. Make big dreams out of small ones.

DNA defines
our unique identity.
Life's X and Y game!

The onset of a desire signals the onset of a challenge and the onset of a setback.

Be a song that brings deep joy to the soul, not just a verse that skims over it like a misplaced note.

Perfection is an infatuation that has gone too far.

With your dream of a family, children, and a happy home, you defused my exploding dreams.

I fell for it because it seemed within my grasp.

We are cutting down the tree of life.

Reading a few extracts from great books gave him access to rare human insights. But it only lasted as long as he continued to read.

Why is my mind not what it was yesterday? Who changed that?

The sea of life has no harbours.

Your tongue reveals your pedigree.

Appreciation is tough to receive, but it is even more difficult to offer.

Who wants a victory that no one else recognises?

Because we believe we lack any qualities that would appeal to their tastes, the majority of us rarely express our liking to others.

A
placid acceptance of predicament.

Intelligence fails, but stupidity never.

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

The mind, like a fossil, is constantly trying to cling to its decommissioned past.

I  will write
for eternity
if you promise
to read everything
I write.

I only want a small space to scribble down a few lines of poetry that will endure forever.

Isn't Love some form of emotional levitation?

Faith's roots are intertwined. The poison of distrust is injected into one of them. Both trees fall together.

Living days are dwindling.
The will to live is fading.
Let's give it another shot.
Let us live with everyone equally before we descend into the depths of death together.

Pursuing victory for personal glory is not a honourable thing.

His poisoned heart was the epicenter of all unrest in the community where he lived.

Nothing here isn't much.
Even if you unwrap and spill, everything remains the same.

Where perfection ends, creativity begins.

The letter you wrote for me has arrived. It's wet. I'm not sure what made it wet—your tears or the rain that poured along the way. It cannot be read. But I'm curious which of my two conclusions would please you.

A breakthrough for the Sun: rays fall on every object equally, and sinners become unmasked in the company of the holy.

Why the bitter struggle? To achieve the same end.

Time was less
Huge throng
Destination unknown
Legs dragged forward
while the mind dragged backwards
Caught between two opposing forces
Not sure which path to take
Stuck in a limbo!

You are the crown's chin over the dagger's charm.

When left undisturbed, a disturbed  mind and water become clearer.

Advent of new players.
Seniors with inflated
Egos ousted.
old rules ditched.
New game begins.
Seniors watch on
from the side lines.
This  story has been repeated
many times in the past.