Where the mind doesnt fear its own existence
Where the heart doesnt fear its own pace
Where I dont fear my own 'Presence.'

It was lovely,
The sight of a moist skinned sun.
I forgot my illusive state
And found myself harmonized
With the cold but gentle outburst.

It's bewildering,
These droplets so fragile
Yet it calms me down
With its cold and subtle presence.

I must listen,
She says to me
Listen to the rhythm
The ringing of the earth.

She wants to tell me,
It's growing faster than time
Life, in all its chaos
It's growing.

I try to capture her
But she dissolves
Dissolves into my hands ,
Into the earth
Then she disappears.
Nothing, ceases.

Heavily, she pours down
Touches and strokes me.
In her cloudy armour
She gives me shelter
Over my meagre posture.
Washes away my desolute land
Embraces me
Devours me
Smell of wet earth.

Now I long to touch you,
Keep you caged.
But you! my Mother,
You teach me
The earth ,your child,
Life transcends
Life evolves
Life. It changes.
And I must just remain,
Remain as it is.

you inhale and breathe the very air that let the seed sprout into the majestic shade that kept you cool when you played under its canopy as a child wondering ,why butterflies are so colorful...... why did your shadow follow wherever you went, why you felt a tingle whenever a ladybug walked on your arm and why the rains always inspired you to get wet and dance your heart out......  there is rain, air, bugs, butterflies, leaves, mud,... waiting to be touched by you ,so you know that there's always a rainbow eagerly waiting to shine just for you....
there is not just one life to be lived, you are living many just as you are reading this......

you inhale and breathe the very air that let the seed sprout into the majestic shade that kept you cool when you played under its canopy as a child wondering ,why butterflies are so colorful...... why did your shadow follow wherever you went, why you felt a tingle whenever a ladybug walked on your arm and why the rains always inspired you to get wet and dance your heart out......  there is rain, air, bugs, butterflies, leaves, mud,... waiting to be touched by you ,so you know that there's always a rainbow eagerly waiting to shine just for you....
there is not just one life to be lived, you are living many just as you are reading this......

A casual evening of coffee and thoughts
made me feel that you were far apart
Amongst my words and glances I made you come alive.
you breathed ,beneath the layers of my own skin
I awoke, to your gentle stride and touch
Don't fly away my paradise bird, put me to sleep with your lullaby.

So today, what should I be?
A rhetorical being ?
Or a pretentious hard worker ?
Why not a clown?
No, let's just play safe
And be no one.

Here I go, keeping gentle strides
Erasing my steps taken,
Oh there! I missed a spot!
Let's not leave a trace.
Look down, focus on my foot.
Focus!!
Ah!! My feet looks extremely yellow  today!
Or is it blue?
Will never know.

Hey look!! There's that kid from across the street
Look down!! How easily I forget!!
I should be insignificant today,
I should be no one.

Planning my moves ahead
I slowly get a hang of it
Invisible ! Yes that's it!
No word spoken, no word said.
Transparent!
No hair moved, no glimpses taken.
I should be still and small
Yet I shouldn't lose grip.

Doesn't look so hard, at least for the time being ,
Let me feel myself for now
Float in my own shadows
Crippled in my own skin.

Is there someone knocking?
Sorry, I'm no one today!
Please come back when I'm someone!
I hope they heard,
Well doesn't matter , does it?
I'm invisible , transparent and insignificant.

Let me forget, let it all burn down
Ashes, zero.

If you call me, I won't wake up now.
It has to be tomorrow
It has to be a new realm.

For I have dissolved into the sands
For I have become as sublime as air
As pure as distilled silence.

In the wake of a thousand rays
I do not show up in your eyes
For I am gone, for I am throbbing
A ghost of your mind.

Growing as someone
Merely walking as the days go by
Sensing nothing but your breath
Are you living, growing or just existing???

What can I do when I battle within thy self?
Looking for things around me
To satisfy, to quench my hollow dark soul.
Twirling and twisting with everything that I see
To know which suits me best
As a brand new tiara for every event.
This tiara never stays, never glows
But I tend to not give it up
Despite its disparity.
Laughs and cheers often mask me,
Thy self, pouring in for more
From the best of multitude.
I believe in something that the eyes can't see
Which I see through your eyes
By the yearning of a touch
Missed by everyone,
Even yourself.
I search outside my own
It satisfies my flesh and bone,
Where will my insides go hunting?
When all that's left behind
Is a withered feather from my last wing?

DESIRE
Tracing back my steps
I look behind at those uncertain days
Days of careless movement and senseless living
Held by the clutches of vanity and self indulgence.

I realized for good
That life is all around me
Breathing and living
Subtle in its own existence.

I might have grown
I might have seen
But still I haven't dissolved
Into an ocean of unknown depth.

Deeds that cycle around the self
Thoughts pertaining to myself
What is it that i yearn?
For its something that has no relevance to me.

Hearing daily verses of worry
Bother me just like a fairy
Vanishing like a night spell
Into the infinite abyss of my own dwell.

Things that mean
Things that matter
With me nowhere in the picture
But certainly with me it will do.

Carry the world around
For its much more than my own little abode
Caressing a shield within me
A sword of my own actions.

Let go, leave everything
And see for what it truly is
For with my little hands
I might make a change.

Lost and frivolous.
Seems like I'll never find shore,
Floating amidst the blackened sea
I see bodies beside me,
Dead and rotten
Asking me to eat them,
Devour them
And drink the juice of life's uncertainties.
I reach out for the far away boat
Waving and pounding with all that's left.
As it approached
I saw nothing but a weathered soul draped in silk of the finest threads,
It's eyes spoke of nothingness,
Its ears deaf and mute,
Its lips dry and numb,
Yet its heart beat with fervor when it met its kin.
"Welcome back brother, it's time we unite."