Is it still ongoing, the bloodshed?
Violence is no good, don't we know that?
Guns keep firing, in other nation and our own,
what happens next, more blood spill?
Is power, everything, no empathy for living?
Are humans blood hungry, why is it not stopping?
How is there no solution, only ego?
why make normal humans martyrs?
Is it going to end, the unrest?
Or soon will I too be drop dead?

When will my soul take the call
do what I don't
do how I feel
for those few powerful seconds.

tempted to it
really want it
simply difficult
to follow through
enough, enough.

so slow
the heart beats,
so slow
my mind works.
There is risk,
I know.
I am so,
so hopeless.
Follow my journey
to get bored.

Forgiveness
It is not simple
It cannot be given
So simply
Without the intent
The mind won't rest
Till the end
But forgiveness
Gives the freedom
To move on.

Forgiveness
Is freeing,
It is the peace,
It is so much more.
It is a step taken
To move ahead,
Leave behind
The history
In the past.

Forgiveness
It is the best gift
Given and received,
It can be the beginning,
it is the end of bitterness.
It is just like a necessity
To be a human
Who makes mistakes
live with harmony.

Forgiveness,
I give to thee free
To free me from the chains
Of the ill thoughts
I conceive in head
time to time, again and again
To not loathe the trust
I placed in you.

Forgiveness,
It is a process
To forgive myself
As I forgive you,
I give myself another chance
To believe the best
In you and in me.

Forgiveness,
Let's mend it.

Everything I do,
Everything I change
I try
so many different things
as the day begins,
all my efforts go down
as sun sets.
I lose interest
and feel so much dismay,
the boredom
the worthlessness.
Internally I get the feeling of unexplained grief
it doesn't go away
I do not know the origin of this feeling
but it slowly feasts on me
consumes me
and I lose this game everyday.

A violet sky, a silver sea,
A scene so pure, it should make me free.
But in this beauty, I find no ease,
A hollow feeling that won't appease.

The air is pungent, the land is polluted,
The creatures of this world, so persecuted.
Their plight unseen, their voices unheard,
As we exploit them, with no remorse.

Our greed is like a parasite,
Devouring all in its sight.
We leave behind a trail of destruction,
A hollow world, devoid of instruction.

Vindictive nature, now takes its toll,
As we reap the seeds that we sow.
The beauty fades, the sparkle wanes,
And all that's left is a hollow refrain

People seek attention
because they need someone
that care ,
a reason to be ,
their absence , presence
to make significant difference .
If not given enough
they'll dig a hole
to get some ,
constantly ask for assurance
of how they matter .

Forget each religion
love humanity
And no God will disagree

Violence makes this place ******
we need it to run the world peacefully
we keep are guns at home dearly
who cares if someone fires on unknown
innocent dies, our heart cries for a second
we close our newspaper and feast on the cookie
and we move on to something new to lean on
and leave our home to see the world no differently
human life has never mattered much in history.

Till it becomes too late  
                           I'll wait....

Leave me with my thoughts, don't!
Get me out of here, now!
This is hell and heaven combined
Am I losing my mind, find!
It is getting out of hands, umm..
Help me out, someone?

Please,
let me be
set me free
don't do this to me
why be so mean
even in my dream
don't make this another reality
this is the place of my beautiful fantasies
don't ruin this too
like you always do.

the real nature
hidden beneath many layers of skin
there is truth
deeper in those myths
many doors
to the same corridor
met each other
quite a lot of times.

Many scene changes
the travel lengthens
along grows like and dislike,
dark and white.

There are many dimensions
the time relative
evolution and decline
and all the unknowns undefined.

There is the pride
with the many passions
dragging us towards another illusion
the mirage stays for the eyes.
Existence questioned
time blinks away
only in grasp of enlightened
others effort futile
this chance while.

Acceptance will keep the peace
no appeal, no appease
keeping still
the background wheel
initiating the end of the suffer
meditating to get better.

The inner light
shaded and dim
concentrate to ignite again
to the right bright
remove the leftover dirt
all that spins it
and revive the lost spirit
the one hidden beneath.