Coming out of all the myths
the deities, the idol worships
I dared to challenge myself
to disapprove my childhood God kept on shelf

Then began the period of unrest
the soul was no more body's guest
Mind surrendered to the inside quest
and I had to pass the divine test

Though I wasn't a atheist
but for so-called God, this soul wasn't a feast
I again dared to challenge myself
this time to dismay this world's God itself

No doubt ! Almighty is there
much beyond time and thought
yet you wish to believe
believe in yourself as if you were God !

My past karma are so
that they make me go beyond
just being a human
while the present ones
tend to fall me from the same....
Amidst the struggle of these two
I am falling for his name..

A lady had a garden of oranges
oranges were green
her children were in teen

The garden was irrigated
oranges went yellow
her children needed 'fellow'

The garden entered spring
oranges got burr  
her children left her

The garden suffered autumn
though oranges were ripe
her endless tears... and nobody to wipe

The garden may love its fruits
and oranges may be orange  
but this poet wants revenge !