wish there was a tree called 'peace'
under which I could sit
and feel day's tiredness melt
to blend with the earth's way,

a traveler on life's path,
Lord, I am weary today,
to you I seek strength
to allow me to move on
to other days

forgive me Lord
if body and mind do not agree,
just let me walk
a little more, a little more.

That's a weird place
this inner space,
at times its infinite
carrying me to glorious heights
yet
on other days its congested
no space to breathe.

Its my body, my mind
and yet
I can little control.

twilight approaches
darkness descending
the day hangs
in between

night waits
round the bend
time goes round and round
while
life is lost and found...

If Earth's core was a human form,
that would be me
I'm burning God.

Blazing ember spitting fire
shoots high at times,
bringing tears in rains.

Hot lava rumbles
setting forests in fire,
eyes catch rising flames
but see me not.
I cry in Pandemonium

Eyes welled up with water
two drops came out,
started rolling down.

You saw them?
My dear,
they were not only two
but endless streams,
not small in size
but oceans of tears,
it was a life crying
for a love lost
in a gun tragedy.

It was teardrops
speaking for humanity.

I am inside
flight feathers gone,
my cage is closed
big lock hangs on the door
guards stand at front entrance
the castle gate is shut
heavy, iron bolts.

What are my wings for?
What do I do?

Can anyone hear
the dying beats
of this heart?
I wonder
how long it will go?

Hold your breath
imagine
that it was the last.

Now let it go.

There is a blast
fireworks shoot high
up in the sky,
you are alive!