The lack of passion, desire and will
Can cost a lifetime...

She was screaming so silently...
It made my heart ache.

The memory of pain keeps coming back but the feeling has almost completely vanished.
Its strange that at times, I seem to want to cherish pain, but there is no pain anymore.
Nothing to cry for...nothing to feel for.
My life might attract many onlookers.
A life with no pain, a life with only smiles and laughter.
But let me warn you, its very difficult to attain such a life where you have escaped all fears of pain, all feelings of pain and all people causing the pain.  
Its not easy to reach a point where you can forget at will and remember only on command...
Its not easy...
Perhaps only when we get the whole share of our pain, we attain a state where we can switch on and switch off pain at will...
But believe me...
That's not something you'll want to have...

The Rage and Wrath in my soul shall burn down your black world.
The fire in it shall perish your dark soul and feed on it.

Its true, that even this tortured soul shall pass into oblivion.
But from it, a new world with clean hearts shall emerge.

Like a phoenix from the grey ashes of it's predecessor,
Like a new sun from the darkness of this never ending night.

A 'Loser',
▲Is
▲▲Just
▲▲▲Another
▲▲▲▲'Winner'
▲▲▲▲▲In making...

I remember that day
You told me to find YOU.

I searched and kept searching.
It felt like you were just a drop of water lost amidst the golden sands of Arabia.

I searched and kept searching,
Until I came to know you were not that drop but the sand itself which takes it's flight past time.

Capturing me in its vastness and always getting lost from my desperate grip,
I'm still not sure whether I'm just another victim or a witness to your everlasting beauty.

But just remember,
I've found YOU, as promised.

Freedom from the cycle of life and death?!

This blessed life is as beautiful as a feather in the sky.
It might as well land on a thorny or muddy surface,
But what matters most is,
That one moment of flight...

I'd rather live a thousand lives.
Than give away this one life in efforts to end all the others.

At times things get so beautiful...
Its hard to even imagine,


Its NOT a dream.

A winner is someone
Who makes several mistakes
And then builds a fort out of them.

I am Beauty.
People are awestruck at my flawless grace.
They love my unrealistic face.

I am Beauty.
Pride follows my heavenly stride.
And flowers grow on  my either side.

I am Beauty.
People easily find my body.
They rarely find the heart within.

I am Beauty.
Always more envied than loved.
More cursed than ever desired.

I am Beauty.
Never loved by even one.
But lusted for by all.

I am Beauty.
Not made to be loved.
But only to hear Passion's call.

I am Beauty.
Happiness rests in my body.
Sadness rests in my unquenchable soul.

Friends,  family and foes...
Can they ever erase my solitude?
Can they ever erase the persisting loneliness?

I have laughed with them,
Suffered with them
And of course,
have suffered for them.

They have been there like the moon with the earth and the earth with the sun, in every orbit of my life.

But still my solitude and its silent pleasure persists.
Like the hurting echoes of the unspoken words...
Still I find myself lonely
Amidst the jostling and screaming herds.

Is it because they seem so transient?
Like a deceiving but fair illusion?
My soul makes me question even reason by making it appear like a mere dilusion.

The one who knows what we haven't questioned yet.
Is in oneness with the ultimate bearer of souls perhaps.

All our souls are destined to be one...
And in oneness there is only solitude.

I long for you badly.
And I write about you like crazy.
Words help me put out much of the feelings
Which are otherwise tightly compressed...hurting from within.

I know for sure its not love.
Coz I've barely spoken a sentence with you.
And acted in the most stupid manner possible.
You surely must be laughing behind my back.

I don't know who you are
Or even how you are.
I only know whenever you are there,
There's a quick and silent beating of the heart.
...and a lot of butterflies land in the stomach and I simply don't know from where.

I know for sure its not love
Coz when you are with someone else
I burn for a while
But then I simply don't care.

I know you're just a passing moment.
Very much unlikely to be a part of my comming days.
But for sure, in the present, your presence makes me crazy.
Coz somehow I know you are the only one I might as well never achieve.

Belive me. I'm not quite good at keeping relations happy.
I know you'll be much happier with someone else...someone special.
I don't want to spoil the unspoken magic between us,
Which of course you will never feel.