i could not fall from my mind because it is uppermost
thought act as spine erecting me comes from innermost
i can see what is good or bad but when i see what i want to see
you can't call me judgmental because i know what is good for me
i can be swayed by my feelings but then i have a mind to decide
it can be coincidence of emotions and mind ultimately who knows who decides
yet i can think i am right and feel bad when told i am not right
it is me who is judgmental or they who say i am not right.

Co-exist
Entering dark was nothing at site.
For once very existense needed light.
With passing moments visibility was right.
Nothing glared as in light but visibility was right.
Now existense had sense but fear grip again.
Before collied the thought of injury was there.
Search for light took steps somewhere.
Without knowing I entered the light.
Every thing was bright with glaze and shine.
I search behind defeat of mine.
I took care of match and candle even in light because defeat was there in mind.
I waited long to defeat dark candle was courage in sight.
Wait was endless till that dark spoke to my ears.
He said he was fighting for all this years and the result noway near.
It was decided by dark and light lets coexist dear.

those iron gates are not meant to be broken
at a distance a knock is there for my heart to be woken
she rules the rule to make this world perfect
trying to keep what she thinks more perfect
has anybody tried to be what he is not
people try life long to be what they are not
the day people try to be what they are
everybody's search will end all will be woken.

at- will
I can be one at a time.
They say you can't change at will.
Whose will theirs or mine.
They said stop confusing peoples with your stand.
Ok I will not change if influence remain constant.
Fed up they say just follow the rules when you change.
Then make the rules that will will manage.
It is majorities will that make the rule.
But majorities of rules doesn't make the will.

that was notorious when you hide while looking at yourself in mirror
you wish like fantasy you could cut your age with mind of scissors
there was disappointment for that few white hairs which could not hide
cleverly mind said maturity is by my side and now vision is wide
skin getting lose but rigidness and flexibility getting tight
i am not bored from getting pump up ideas my experience are right
how long can i sustain new ideas decision making must come to rest
who knows better than me what is good and what is best.