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PiLomus Jul 2019
Today i felt like
Losing to myself
There was no external factor
But only my desolate character
My delirium saw no bound
To the extent that i block all the external sound.
I lost to the things
Which i consider to be my wings
Today i lost, not to pride
But to the clarity i hide
I surmise, i was on the right deck
But reality gave me a bright check
I felt so lost
Seems like all maxims have lost their cost
My grail lost its frame
And there was only shame
But true to its name
Love claimed its right
Leaving no reason for me to contrite
Whatever happens, happens for a good reason
PiLomus Jun 2019
Countless journeys you make
For someone else's sake
Sharing world's of wisdom
But of someone else's kingdom
Silent you remain
Never ask for any grain
Taking burden of answers
for the questions you never ask
Bearing everyone's pain
But never have any complain
If all seem gone
You never left me alone
Because when the world won't listen
You are always there for the coalition
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PiLomus Feb 2019
With ignorance as a pride,
I dawn on the regular stride,
My mind was weaving its thread,
Surmising ways to spread,
Drowned under the outpouring of lore,
Suddenly a rock hit my core.

There was she, who was to be decoded,
A hapless **** make her slash,
Under the encumbrance of pain,
She did not let a single tear to rain,
Under disgust for her angelic reasons,
She did not stop showing love for the new seasons,
Two paths coalesce under the shrine,
Another cardinal lesson from the divine,
I again started to run,
For the new day under Sun.
Pain fade with time,but never goes in vain.
PiLomus Sep 2018
This blitzkrieg of thoughts
Pitch black it becomes
Rain starts dripping
And encumbrance starts to come
Inebriated I, again started to hum
But this time it felt discrete
Cause surmise was not there to ***
The dissolution of karma
That’s become my dharma

I becoming amble, in the grime of this scramble
That is who I want to become
"How I become", this never come in my find
Reverberation of exploring open up my mind
My gait become frolic
And a realization hit my mind
You know there is a way
There is always a way
That is just how lore percolates
A torrent of possibilities
Not a mangled world, but truth to our eyes

We are on this adventure
Maybe come some derails
But we will leave trails
We have to believe
Otherwise the past is just a deceive
We know a lot
We believe a lot
But still I Seek, all day
However I may
This so called Life
PiLomus Sep 2018
You should do this,
You should do that,
Why these diktats I do not understand.
Are we living our life to comply?
Are not we here to supply.
Why we are to be part of some creed,
When in reality we all are from the same seed.
We are stuck in a whirlpool of sanctions,
And I do not know how to come out of this expansion.

Expectations are defining our life more than existence do,
And the biggest question humanity is asking
what should I do?
We are blaming history for our misconceptions,
Naming presumptions as The inceptions.
How we are going to move ahead,
When we are becoming a body with just a head,
Shedding our humanity for a mere piece of bread.

We are the creation and creators of our world,
All of us is an existence a real thing,
Our creativity is our ability to think.
Then why should we be like someone,
When we could be anyone.
I want to holler out at the world with this answer
Yes, we can
Because we are not endowed with a taste
We have a whole Selection.
Expectations as a hope are a bliss but as a requirement a living hell.
PiLomus Jul 2018
Identifying this domain, naming it life,
Thinking am I the main, just hiding in disguise,
Exploring the world gaining in size,
Singing endless stories to my side,
Working for the day when answer will become one,

Myriad possibilities are there to come,
Questioning is this the one or someone else has to hum,

The dreams becoming reality,
when life will be calling and acceptance will come.
All will fathom one and one will fathom all.
A journey will welcome a journey in rise.
One will start understanding the blunder,
And never will the veracity of a dream be in plunder,
A proliferating uncovering will arise,
And Sapiens will ask Is this world suffice?
Life is full of possibilities if you are possible.
PiLomus Jun 2018
A thought is there,
That’s why found it,
Even the words can be perceived in myriad ways,
That’s a clue, you don’t have to comply,
This is your right, natural one to ask why,
Why authority, and these lies,
While I am here to live, you are asking me to die
Masses say change is in place, I say aye
But this metamorphosis from how to who, I ask why.
Random,but a thought.
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