A chirpy young wolf
filled with pride and
uncanniness.
Never part of
any pack

Decepted with self-pride
and felt
everything around him
is not right

They say
wolves can only survive in packs
He says
'I am always right,
everyone should stand by my side'

He surrounded
a cobweb of cynicism
so deep, that he never
trusts
listens or
connects
with others

One fine day
he was abandoned by all
and a sense of
realization could be
read from his eyes

Until he was
nabbed by a mighty tiger
and everything was
left blank

I stand on the pathway with blank eyes,
With a big frown staring at sky.
I see the darkness behind the sun light,
alas, they could read the fear in me with an insight.

But they don't, as there is no darkness here after,
It is only my fear, fear of failure which is masking  the joy with a plaster.

I know that fear will lose the battle one day.
and inner strength will join the hands with joy.
allowing me to see only brightness behind the sunshine and no other darkness hereafter,
Making the pursuit of happiness to stay in here with a bright laughter

Those dark empty roads
and those tiny droplets on my car windows

That beautiful moon peeping out of dark clouds
and that herd of stars covering the sky like a shroud

These standing tall street lights
and these barking dogs chasing the red beams like a knight

Brings back the hidden peace and solace.

As the moon makes friends with my god, patting my back, showing my shadow
Makes me realize that my identity is certainly built by my own respectful bound of arrow

Why do we find many reasons to cry, but only one reason to laugh/ smile?
Why do people make life complex, when life is already complex by itself?
Why do we expect so much from life, when we know life doesn't give it all?
Are we only puppets in the hands of almighty God?
Cant we expect, love, feel, chose?
Why do we have to compromise, **** all the emotions to lead a happy life?
Why don't we get what we want?

Why? Oh! Almighty God, when will you answer.

When the sky is shrouded
with darkness of expectation,
When the day is filled with
screams and abuses.

There comes the night
where misty eyes caress
the sleeping soul with immense love
depicting that, in the midst of darkness
of anger and frustration,
resides pure love which
still lingers around to keep the bond
strong enough and not to let it falter

Look into thy eyes, you shall see the love
Look away from those eyes, you shall see if they are telling the truth

A rose dressed in bright red,
spreading its petals with open arms.
Invites me to relish its fragrance,
until I am seduced and transported
into a mystical land of 'Love'.

Imagine a story
for your life
and believe in it.

One could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofs,
Or the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls.

There are these big tides
which inject a feeling called
'Hope'
Until they reach the shore
to be found hopeless.

Start the day with a fresh coffee in hand
and a view of sunrise
and see the magic for the rest of the day

Before my birth there was infinite time,
after my death there is inexhaustible time.
I never thought of it before:
I’d been living luminously between two eternities of darkness.

Beginning is unknown
End is inevitable

Your existence links
the beginning and the end

You can be the cause of
end of the beginning
or beginning of the end.

There is no escape.

Whilst,
there is no beginning
there is no end.

Walk into my life
And leave imprints of your goodness

Who are wise?

Are wise the ones
who perceive to know everything,
Preaches this 'everything' to everyone around
and drives the endless dreams into a cage by their eminence.

or

Are they the ones
who begin with the notion of knowing nothing.
explores the endless horizons of wisdom,
and yet remain truthful to nothingness.

As 'Nothing' can never be shared
endless dreams can never be caged

I open my eyes, and I see
What my eyes reveal to me,
And that's the only truth I know.

They say
My eyes are deceiving me,
They show the truth only as I perceive.
I weave a web of fear,
I see wrong everywhere, in everyone,
Especially in those dearest to me.

Others' wrongdoings may lead them to drown,
Perhaps today or maybe tomorrow,
But my fear will suffocate me sooner than them,
And, unfortunately,
I will erase my dearest ones first, and then myself.