Everyone hurts
Everyone feels
Everyone loves
But some does all of these
more than the others.

And I can never decide
if it's a curse or a gift
To feel everything
on the spectrum
so very intensely.

Especially on days like these
when every pinprick feels
like the twisting of a knife
when the slightest sound
makes you jump
when all you want
is a little respite
from the insanity
that reigns inside your head.

So strong
My need to define
Meaning get lost
Within vague lines

What I try to express
In a poetic displays
Is as a Traveler
I realize
I can never stay

But I'll visit you
From time to time
From line to line
I'll try to rhyme

But reading you
Has been my greatest pleasure
I appreciate you all
Beyond poetic measure!

Ever,if we meet under the canopy of coincident
Your collars shall be on the verge
To be plucked out by me
With the 'good-girl nails' plunged into your flesh
I promise,
I'll get the red in you,out,oozed
Soon will turn you Sapphire blue
Neither your counters
Nor roughness would chase that of mine
Now then you shall be Kisna's pigment
I shall embellish a Peacock's feather on your unkempt hair design
Your hair that you've nurtured in masculine style
Torn apart and your face wet in wild wine splashed back to conscious mind
A smile for witnessing you mad at me
But anyway vengeance was mine.

Education is
Not only knowing
That one who LOVES
Suffers in pain

This education will only
Stop you from LOVING

It is also about knowing:
Who are these people
Who are against LOVE?
And,
Why, how & what
They do to make
The one who LOVEz suffer?

Knowing this is important
So that in future
Not only one avoids
Repeating the same mistakes
Of history's wrong-doing

But also one learns and
Understands the importance of
What it takes to care, be kind
Be compassionate, have empathy
To save and to heal
The one who LOVES

It is all about
LOVING the person
Who LOVES YOU

Real Education is also about
Letting go of one's EGO
Breaking walls of one's prisons
And letting LOVE happen