Awarded Poem (By Poetry First publishing International , as top 100 poems of the World-2015)
With the feathering breast of silvery wings I float in the sky Dancing in tune with the wind Merging all my desires with it. I find myself entirely there When I myself is no more. None can frustrate me as I have no aim None can defeat me as I have no desire to win I simply float with a desire less effort to go nowhere Because I am not there to find myself. My appearance is nothing But the illusion of my disappearance It is the only strength of my Being I know the art of melting into nothingness Under the cruel passion of loosing myself. The whole liberty is in my palm My warm womb, full of emptiness Carries the whole universe Breathing silently in deep slumber. My pity flow in all dimensions to the stumbling man Groping in the darkness of his self created hell My compassion turns futile before it reaches the dark valley . I have no language to communicate Simply to commune with my words of light. But hopeless I am The moment my words reach you You change the meaning with your tricky words You may understand me or understand not But you cannot misunderstand me As you cannot distort my silence But is my helpless ness To be with you in the closest distance I see everything suspended moment to moment.