Wednesday, October 12, 2011


Walking away from the reality is not maturity
Who defines reality though
Following the worldly definition of reality is not my way
Wouldn’t we want to discover everything by our way?

Empathy could be the first way towards maturity
Again we are stuck in the mess of worldly desires
We could be happy the way we are
That could lead to self destruction

What is the ultimate goal of humanity
Becoming a better person day by day
As long as we are persistent about it
No matter what, we will succeed

There is no time period for accepting maturity
It depends upon your own commitment
Sooner you realize your own destiny
Sooner you will be showered with satisfaction

The fear of being judged will haunt you forever
It is your own choice to neglect it on your way
What would you think at the end matters
Bear the consequences for the choices we make

Tuesday, October 11, 2011


Blossom is the dream of withering flowers
Freedom is the vision of dying mankind
Break off these chains of restless soul
I want a chance to live without gallows

Solitary seems like a virtue of the world
Without the barricades of social etiquette
Ditching the reality could do the justice
if at all, our sanity permits

Sometimes freedom confronts like an old lover
With the madness of love and hatred of stagnancy
Green leaves are mourning for the loss
The loss of tranquility and loss of reality

The mirage of horizon vanishes in the air
Like the bird wings are crashing to the sky
Coming to the vantage point
Freedom seems closer to delusion

Monday, October 10, 2011


She stands at the edge of cliff but life is afraid to fall
She walks like a standstill picture but colors are afraid to surround her
She swags like a Greek Goddess but heaven is afraid to touch her
She lives like a free bird but wind is afraid to follow her

Sometimes God wonders about his own decision to send her to the earth
As God wonders she could belong to some other world
She was the result of her last birth karma and her future birth dharma
But her wings couldn’t tolerate this hysterical transition

One day, a doorbell rang and she saw the St Peter standing at her door
She thought it was her time to pick the keys of heaven
He was about to take off the keys from the treasure
And he noticed that one key is missing

She laughed at her luck.
She knew that her life was living contradiction
But she figured that her death would prove to be mysterious inquest


Don’t let go ….........
Don’t let go of the dreams which we saw together
Don’t let go of the times we spent together
Don’t let go of the lives we shared together

Hold me tight, and hold me strongly
I want to cherish everything which we had
I want to live that life again
I want to give us one more chance

Don’t want to let go off something so precious to me
I can’t wait for another life to have you again
so please don’t let go off me.............

You could choose whatever you want
Don’t regret that in your after life
This is what we have today and I want you to hold this with me
so please don’t let go off me..........