What he eats, he becomes,
we see ruthlessness, what is in the stomach?
Killing kindness, the kind of vile violence,
the pain in our eyes, it was in their eyes.
Killed collective consciousness
be prepared what comes next,
What we sow, we reap
it feels like a clean sweep.

Rather dance
happy and freely in the rain
than to carry the burden
of an umbrella.




Shell✨🐚

Soul is the mirror
Which shows me every particle of dirt on the face of my mind
Sometimes I ignore
But could not ignore for long

Then with the good deeds of face wash
I try to remove the dirt of those thoughts which makes it dark

On weekends I give services
to God like father
With face cream of his blessings I try to make face of  my mind glow.

With scent of his smile
I carry the fragrance to offer
in the feet  of my prabhu.

I'm not heartless, I've just learned to use my heart less

so stubborn,
and generous,
it falls
            drop by drop,
it falls
          in the battle like kings,
bringing (us) tears for a feast

The debris and quagmire
    the remnants of past time
    let's mould them to our fashion
   for a meaningful outcome-

   nothing shall be lost
   if to nothing we succumb
   from ashes springs the phoenix
   the basest can be made sublime.

within a starlit valley
a thousand miles away
the omnipotence of distance
broods a lonesome song
an echo of his vacant heartbeat
reverberates without embrace
humbling his lofty thoughts
as he dreams of his wishful place
within a starlit valley
a million miles away