A wanted thief
entered into a temple.
the
Temple just closed
for the day.
he decided,
to stay and spend the night
the time moved,
the candles started
to close their light
one by one
at last
It's was a complete dark  
the thief heard the sound of the candles.
they stared to discuss
about their owner.
Every candle confessed their owners wishes and their real characters to the god..
In reality
we never know
our candle represent us in the night..
the thief decided to tell this truth but he was caught and killed..but
he only knows our prayers are really representing us after the close..

My love on her
slowly becoming thoughtless!
she became my
bliss!!!
But
her thoughtless love
become thought love..
when
she left me...

"Schools
gives consciousness
to their students
it is nothing
but
an apple in
human paradise.."

"Every question
arise on new
answer..
By
answering to that
question
will not end the process
Hence
an answer is not
an end
just a beginning
of another question.
But
a question can
end the process
with an unanswerable
answer.."

Men uses
all his talent in
reproduction
He
runs behind her
external
and he swims
towards her
internal...
Both the activities
happens
in love..

a breaking
of our shell
to release meaning....

You
criticize
to
participate in other
Success...

A voyage to yield income
the ship will start in a few minutes
I entered the ship
waved to her
to transmit something
don't worry
if I die 
will reach you 
to house my soul...

I
lost my bicycle
in the market
only to see
a guy peddling
having my girlfriend
in the front...

We
behaved
like an object
to each other..

an attempt to
fake our relationship
as lover..

Their is a loss
in expenses
the mask fell
all
Over the place..

We become two
she become one
Something divide the
division in us

She left to find her
I followed to find me
we both in different place
now we know...love
is just a mirror..

a
sensitive ****** woman
would have been
an analogy
for
touch screen technology..

her thought
put me
in her candy jail..

I
likes to
remember
in my own way

She
passes
into my past
as  memory..

Am a runway
her smile
Like an aircraft
touched and
smooched my lips

though
She is far away
in mile
her smile
made a mile
into a small line..

In meeting
He told others
I deserve more respect
But telling this
he insulted me even more..

We
are gazing each other
I looking at her animus
and correcting my identity
She looking at my anima
to note to become as..

Cosmo
First created space
called "nothing"
then GOD
created
"Something out of nothing"

Sunflower
controls the movement
of the Sun..

When
mother nearby
my soul moves
a little
to watch ongoing
law of nature..

I see the world
as
Most cautious
when
I see through my dad!

Words
are dressed up
with beautiful fancy clothes
line up nearly
to be read by
Beloved girlfriend...

I
put my expression
in the container
called words
and send to her

Everytime
She avoids seeing me
actually
She allotting
some microseconds
for me..

The
Ladder
which takes you
to the top
was not the same
Ladder
which brought you down..

Every time
you
raise a question
it means
You want to continue..

Is
God
doing shopping
to take good souls..

Man
got into the cage
to see
nature housekeeping..

a
date with
my self...

The
Very presence
of Court
Implies
We humans are imperfect...

Government
seeing their citizen
discipline
in staying home
layout a plan
for more maternity ward
in near future..

After
So many years
he
saw
his wife eyes...

her
Breast shape
triggered
my childhood..

We
Both
Checked
Our
Love...

Wife
look more beautiful
on curfew...

her voice
as sweet as
honey
my eyes
chasing her
like bear..

Men
Always
crazy to taste
women breast
an awareness
the tasting of her breast
nothing but
a kind of psychological milk..

a
loud cry
from the
Depressed
heart..

In
love failure
Even
mirror refuses
to show my face...

a million years before
some scientist
from the faraway planet
used earth as lab
created a robot called human..

In affair
Woman body was
more kissed and respected
then her with husband..

If
You throw stones
at poet
he will throw
mountain
Coz
To a poet
mountain is single big stone..

Why?
Men grow beard
Simple
Not because of lost love
Not because of lover
Not because of rejection
It's because
He experience consciousness
about
Conditional love
a horror experience from
his mother's unconditional  to
Girlfriend conditional love..

It's foolish to say
some women are
really beautiful...
Why
Actually this small number
differ from majority of women
Hence
they should be called
Ugly....... Not beautiful

If
committing suicide
is crime
means
Even
saving a person
From death
also crime.,,

Why
Men are lively
Coz
They carry
millions of life
in their bottom...

Disease
Never kills
But
Worries
Behind disease
Kills..

her words
Got
Magic
It
Falls into
My
Conscious and
Subconscious...

he
***** in the dark
to fit his key
in her lock..