What if our minds
were such that what
we did before
were obliterated after the act?

No, life is not a dream
it's more our fantasy:
unfulfilled and dissatisfied
we tip towards that territory

and for some odd moments
we seem to be somewhat happy
then comes the rude shock
we look into our wallet and find it empty!

Life is but nothing
only that you think

You've better things
to do---don't study me!
Look for those
who are the jewels of society-

I live far away
in the unknown alley
poor and jobless
one who writes paltry poetry-

my dad was a farmer
my mum was from a humble family
my grandfather was a street-musician
his dad was a carpenter in the country-

so by now you've heard
my rather uninspiring story
you shouldn't stay longer here
and waste your time on me.

Life is made up
of the 'yes 'and 'no'-
alas ! Most don't know
which to follow

Life: don't worry
about the know-how:
first apply your heart
you'll find it somehow

living is not science
the latter's not the wisdom-crown:
lean on your feelings and intuition
they will not let you down

I'm fragile
and vulnerable
but still hold mo own
among people:
I do my little thing
I cause no one
any trouble:
in my remote corner
I live in decency
and honour