In the quest of letting you go
far away .
Here I end up ,
but you .
In the quest of abstaining self
from you .
Here I end up
absorbed to you .
In the quest of shunning love
so it would perish .
Here I end up
Being proponent of thy .
In the quest of this trek
called life .
Now , whenever , wherever ,
it shall expire .
It will be Queem to say that
it was suffice ...
In whole of the universe is only this man,
Who run after money for hunger & pain.
looking for house or yearning for cash,
Neither such animal nor bird I trace.
Under depression with gloomy face,
indigence in plenty are human traits.
Enough have shelter & enough have wool,
But man never die with his stomach full.
For Quenching her thirst near a Bank,
Bird never worried preparing a tank.
Deprived of shelter, and wanting in bread,
never with empty gut, found animal dead.
Ajay Amitabh Suman
I was a mess when you came into my life
Don’t know how but you brought it back
With this so called “you” that I couldn’t stop
Who brought life to a dead old mine
I was a lonely one but you taught me how,
How to smile when you’re sad,
How to appreciate things when you’re in-love
I couldn’t say how lucky i was
When i fell in love
And you fell from above
You were the one thing I wanted
But I could never have
Accepting the fact
That our fate is that
I opened my mouth and my heartbeat stopped
For the last time I whispered
I love you to stars and back ❤️
Looking for an error
No this aint terror
Some might say it is
But they never truly see
Sometimes they occur
She's my the rider
I'm her passenger
These colours of mine
Are all hers
For her to cherish
Shall keep the taste
Gonna make me rain
Only her love
Makes me shine again
For every tree unborn
For every stone unturned
For every page in every book
In every bindery which will burn
Quietly in the fires of industry
There is death
And there is time
There is life
And there is change
And there's also the light between the leaves which fades
Until it is out of sight
And consumed by this
The lack of brightness within night
For just as acorn stems to tree
So also you will see your growth
As tall as ever it was meant to be
So you need not worry about such things
Because the ink is dry
The life is lived
And the only constancy is change