Pain and truth…
“The pain and pangs,
that may be a crass .
or a ruffled reveries
of unfulfilled cast that
may reveal a dormant
Unpalatable past.
A few seek to bury in
Entirety, to disown.
Jun 24, 2016
Jun 24, 2016 at 2:38 AM UTC
Tomorrow
Is better than yesterday,
our wisdom added by a day. And
Tomorrow may be better than today!
If our wise head prevails,
if we plod and pursue ,
our unrealized
Dreams are trailed .
a tomorrow
may be better than today ''.
Jun 24, 2016
Jun 24, 2016 at 2:33 AM UTC
Why I am an Atheist......
This is the way,
That is the way,
For all ages we cry,
Often lost in those minced glib,
Strangled to our souls death.
Why should I tread these 'Ways'- ,
In my paralyzed (pedestrian) state,
When all 'ways' are to that - If
It Meets at heavenly abode?
If I harbor not -
Unsolicited darkly thoughts,
And exhume all my vile acts,
For whom should I solicit -
A for fending God?
Every time, in eons,
A new God is born;
In whose comprehension,
He dwells?
In whose delight -
He charms!
And in whose folly -
He succors?
Not all the Gods blesses you,
Or resides in their crowns-
To wipe your tears,
Of toils and perils!
None can ever be at rest,
With life's gauntlet let.
No dead souls by their wont,
Tells us the truth-
Of impending days- or
To one who awaits.
Often, whose God dies young?
Brings no mellifluous life to breath.
A God, if lives within us,
How munificently,
He Strides.
Jun 24, 2016
Jun 24, 2016 at 2:25 AM UTC
Why......
" Why feelings and thoughts -
of mine are unfeeble,
And with an oft soulful cry!
Never embroided in it's
brinkmanship of A dwelling mirth !.
often wondering of the days that gone by .
Why being an unmindful 'Abu ben Adam '
often I embark on a distinct parody of bliss?
Why my lips quiver,if destination is far cry.
chasing my impounding fleet of wry smiles
and daunting hopes to pursue,
And for a few souls to succor !.
Jun 24, 2016
Jun 24, 2016 at 2:07 AM UTC
A question ?
''if there is a question for me
to subscribe, to ponder and think ;
mock me and criticize till
I see the whole in me, in nicety.
I may fail till i feel ,only when
the others reflects in me their pain
and pangs and their mirth,
if they are in me ''.
Jun 24, 2016
Jun 24, 2016 at 2:03 AM UTC