Trust, the madness
Doubt, the normality
Translate, the silence

Cheerful mood, graceful rain
She pointed towards the rainbow

Oops, he is a color blind

The same
Calm image
Once used to be
Close
Nurturing the soul

How could it turn?
So unexpected
So quick
Into the nightmare

For the ease
He tries to
Remain awake
To avoid the presence

They communicate
Just the brisk whispers
And everything aligns
After their surrender

She asked the questions
He got the answers
And, Vice Versa
Of sublime harmony

A dark dream
Led by the blind
No where to go
No tears to shed
Locked in

This
Should
Not
Be
The end

Often
I disqualify
Myself
With a simple
Mindset

If I'm not
A part of solution
Probably, I'm the problem

Thus
There most
Be a way

Order in the chaos

“Any future plan?”, she asked

I told,
“To grow, taller than the height
Heavier than the weight.”

“haha”, her surficial response

I was abstracting my dream.

She thought it is fun,
Nah ! it’s my life.

Let it be.

Dead are silent

They
Don't
Hurt

Don't burn outside
Burn inside
And let that be art

In absence of holy ground
Wrong perception of self
Ego of Omnipotence
Wisdom of nothing
Doubting the doubts
Enlightening questions
Rejoices with the truth
Estimating degree of reality
Fragile life
All needs sleep to get wake up
Changing imprinted genes
Get changed for acceptance
Unity, not plurality
Hatred responded with Love

When mind thinks wrong
Beware of self
Spelling, “sorry”,
Transcend faculty of the mind
To end all the pain
Element of liberation
Voiding an ego of supreme being
A positive doctrine
Let it be…..

And the One
Who get inspired
From the silence

Will never get
Lonely
After all

I heard a blast
Few yards away in the neighbourhood
Panic call to humanity
Help ! help ! Plz. help !

[ Disturbed, it made]

I remember the profile picture
Smiling, I was
I cursed myself.

Then,
I saw your profile picture
And, find the same,
No rights to invade your freedom
I never dared.

Later with heavy heart, I tried to
Neglect, forget, adopt.
“Survival of the fittest”,
As old man said.

Being a cold stone
Here, I am awake
In a clean sheet with no bloodshed
It was 4:48 AM, Kathmandu

Good day, whoever  hears.

A living kind in harmony.
How much better the world could be?

Where and how to start?
A time will come when I will be able to teach what was not taught to me. As long as one is happy, one doesn't care where to sleep and what to eat. Now let me build from the scratch clearing the clouds of grey, under the ash and embers, painting the life in all the colors when hope is all what we have. Have we ever once wondered within the solitude of our silence, as truly said, "the less people we chill with, the less ******* we deal with." If we are taken to the place where nothing matters and all senses are numb. To conserve the soul we manage to stay silent, stay cold and pretend dead to keep ourself in a better place of a blissful adventure. Here we all live inside our own head.
But where did it all go wrong?

No one escapes, everyone evolves to reach the manhood/womenhood to become a man/women, but this doesn't mean being better. Better human project preserves the essence of  goodness in the future, acknowledging a virtue of the past.  Better human is to challenge self to make the next move better.

Thus human.

If I am asked, what is the best topic to write?

I will always reply,  
THE SILENCE

Behind the scene
If you are misunderstood
Or tagged as insane
Don't waste time
To prove
You are not

Enjoy the insanity
It matters
You matter

All that remains
No one is you
Just be

An example

To the one

Who inspires my thoughts
Hearty welcome
Gone are the days
You were there
Being mystic ink

Then and now
I long to write
Looking forward
For a rescue
To find the way

That much to say

Whoever awaites the sunrise
Whoever stares at moon
Whoever likes the rain
Whoever colors the life
They love poetry

Whoever is unloved
They love poetry
Whoever is loved
They love poetry
Whoever is timid
They love poetry
Whoever is quiet
They love poetry
As well

And I'm
One of them

That
Smile
Acts
Like
Detox




*
A
Whole
World
Craves
For

A new thing you imagine is art. Space is the masterpiece of abstract art. Emptiness is a Canvas. Standing in front of it, an image which you thought is the art representing own-self. Angle of strokes, depth of colors, shadows of hue shapes the expression and gives life to it. A emptiness filled by your delighted thought is a naive art, a judgement you do about your thought with own-self is a virtual art. Rest of the people, who understand your self-judgement creates the real Art.

Here is how, a piece of paper turns invaluable.
This applies to poetry too.

Contact here for
A little more truth

Demons without horns
Angels without wings

Cause, only
Either way one survives
Time tested, a true spirit
Let you resonate

Being professionally
Qualified

Midnight twilight
In a magic hour
Portrait in the heart
Echoing through the nights
Eternity is believed to exist,
In the roots of Rose,
Life is a blessing, so is time
Death is inevitable, Gods die too
Beauty of life, we all die
Statue gets life, after that time

Light seems brighter in the darkest night
Dead are silence, let them RIP
Can’t explain life without death
Life is a blessing
Is this what love truly is?

Usually their affection
Expires on Feb 15th

Never mine

They communicate
Just the brisk whispers
And everything aligns
After their surrender

She asked the questions
He got the answers
And, Vice Versa
Of sublime harmony

On friendship’s day
I bought 2 bar Magnets
Highly Polarized

Like minded on opposite polarity
N-S, then NS
So close, so connected
With “We” feeling.

Egoist on like polarity
N<>N, S<>S
Self centered, individualist
With “I/Me/Mine” feeling.

They possess
the same strength of
Connecting or repelling force
Either in one end, or
Other.

Just the polarity matters
How we keep them.

Calm solace in the night  
Pushing a pen, left to right
Though  concept undefined  
Word on nothing, and anything
Build from a scrap
  
Drift inside a core of A to Z
Sometime found, a new world,
And got lost inside
Sometime, search for identity,  
And rediscover self
Sometime, found an attentive ears,
And a glimpse of smile
Sometime, word lost its taste,
And sometime,  
they are the best

All about A to Z.

Temper of truth
Momentum of energy
Healing silence
Translated smile,
Whistle in the dark
Non Judgemental
Breathing a common ground
Removing difference
Perceive beauty anywhere
Murmur against a thought
Once in a lifetime
Start leading a life, free of fear
Chords awaked
Conscious living
With a third eye
Forgotten language
How to rhythm, what to say.........
Keep ego free
Never let it to be tamed

Fabricated, all just a dream.

If you could see
What i see
It's love

O wanderer
Dweller of the heart
Musing the soul

Away from the crowd
Beneath the surface
A lovely landscape
With an audible melody
Deep in a trance
In another dimension
Saw a ray of light

And I see
The same light
And the cosmos
In your eyes
No wonder
You’re my guide

To be in love
One needs to silence
The ego

If it's simple, It's love
If it's simple, It's her/him

And one day
You will declare yourself
The most romantic person alive
If given
Free space
Right time
Being with the person of your choice
Trust me

You will

I love you
And
My poetry
Loves you too

And
That's enough

And one day
This time will be
Remembered
For the gravity of
Oneness

Thanks for
Being
Through
The dark
And the light

Together

We are divine

We are the God
We are the God's creation
We created the God

Anyone
Who believes
Themselves
Less
Than the God
Are merely
Human

Yes
That's all

Sometimes
One feels
Dizzy
Not
Because of
Clinical
Ailment

For what dies
Within

Their world
Turns upside down
Irony
Nobody notices

They said
I already ate

I have not chewed
Neither felt any taste

Do I really ate?

Probably I have forgotten
Or
lost the taste.

I told her,  “you are my soul mate.”
She asked,  “do I got soul?”

I don’t really know,
still,
I feel though

Once over
She asked, “do you got soul?”

Yes,
you are in
My Angel.

Instantly,
Our eyes met,
Inducing,
Pulse of insanity
Like, never before
Caressing the soul.

I use to dream
Thanks for the lesson

Time was always wrong.

I witnessed
God's tear

When I look back

And he said
I'm not 9 to 5 person
Sometimes I'm
7 to 9
Sometimes I'm
10 to 7
Sometimes I'm
Round the clock

But while I rest
I just neglect
The **** time

If given me the universe,    
With culture of humanity,  
I will be searching a divine soul  
A fallen angel,    
With a gravity of morality    
Godly creature of fantasy  

Defying the maternal laws  
Causing emotions standstill  
Echoes oscillate  
Echoes oscillate
Lastly, heard a whisper  
Confessing Love  
Philosophy of Completion  

When, 1+1=1  
Here, Chemistry defy Mathematics  
Gravity of love

Cling to all sense of hope
Searching reason to wake up
Lost in a trance
Circle made with parallel lines
Together for a moment
Demon and Angel
Pristine like the soul
Exquisite moments
Weighted actions
Pixelated hope
Lost identity
Are you ok?

This is Life
Story of two Civilizations
Like a parallel Lines

A wise man
Once was a fool

Realize that
In case
Noone has told

When did you meet him?
That matters
If still not clear

Read that again

Had nothing far ahead
Had nothing close by
Chasing a dream, I was framing my world
Actions and thoughts were governed, perfect
To me, I was a normal
Normal was every day too

On April 1, I got accepted
Thus started magic on me
Paranormal, euphoric
Who cares, how I was to the rest?
LHC started inside my head
Releasing God particles
New words,
New feelings started to run my veins
Intoxicated
Semiconscious
Was I.

Was it a black magic?
Sure, It was something new
A fuel for active brain.

What would you do?
If you are
In the journey
To nowhere

But nowhere
Had been your home
And nothing
Still means
Something

Latent

Some are good in look
See them
Some have good voice
Hear them
Some have good heart
Feel them
Some have kind soul
Get connected
They are your tribe

If you find someone
Nothing good at
Light them up

They are the one
You should work on

Sometimes one needs to
Dim the light to be in
The abyss world

No, no brighter sun over there
Just because
That world is grey
And greyness is
What they are used to
What they prefer
Normality
In their sense

Offering light
Even a trace
May leads to blindness
And yes
You don't want to
Blind them

Yet that light
Is love

When I stare
It started to frighten me

Zombie in the mirror.

Feel it
Plan it,
Rethink,
Ink it
Read it,
Edit,
Connect it,
Then beautify

Love it
Save it
Release free

With the magic of your words.

Feel a time,  
With established trinity  
The arena of discipline  
Mind and the soul in a whirl  
Free of obsession with “I”  

Feel a time, when,  
Fish in a ocean remains thirsty  
Unpolarized West  
Through our heart, we communicate  
Options as, scope of answer  

Feel a time,          
When sun has burned out  
Flame of anger, lust and attachment  
Veil of distance is lifted  
New school of thought is followed  

Feel  a  time, when  
Walls does not confine our essence  
Faith on, silence and peace exists  
Intoxicated and enchanting  
All of us belong to music  
Therapy of humanity  

Voice and echoes are the same.