I asked Alexa
How does it feel to be
Close to human?

[Sorry, I don’t know that one]

The universal answer
A great SENSE OF RESPONSIBILITY
Remember that

[Umm]
She replied

When Buddha closed his eyes
He did not speak

Bystander tagged him
See what the attitude

The next moment
On opening his eyes
He got glow in his face
Bystander
Got no words to say

Bowed their heads

Brave are those
Who can
Withstand her eyes
Plagiarize her smile
Communicate her silence

Brave are those
Who tried
At least for once
And realized
Why worth for

And her bravery is
Her roar

A roar for,
"No" to No
"Yes" to Yes

I possess
A heart, big enough
For both of us

Destiny kept her
Beating on her own

Once I dream us
Painted with the same color

Destiny kept her
Fair, Me blue

Once I wish to be
Reason behind her smile
Destiny kept us in Par

She carried her smile
While, I
Kept her in the memory.

If you can hear me

To feel life
One needs to feel
The breath
The only sound
One needs to hear

Here, I'm
Listening
To the celestial testimony
Blanketing the warmth
With dopamine trinity
Stimulated harmony
Tender affinity
A yang to a yin
That's what
I repeat
To the believers of possibility
Love is synchrony of
The Minds
And consciously submission of
The Souls

Looking forward
Step your way
In search of your tribe
Consoling resistance
Living your dreams
In a new abode
And you'll find me

That's what he/she said

For
Your Journey
Towards amygdala
Have
An adrenalin diet

Yilu Ping'An

There will come a time
When
You don't have
To answer
Every question
You are asked

And your spark
Will conquer
Their mind

Never give up
Believe that

And when

And when I think about you
It tastes like love
And when I call your name
It tastes like love
And when I see you
It tastes like love
And when I feel your presence
It tastes like love
And when I have something
Something close to heart
It tastes like love
Every time

"In a mad world, only the mad are sane"
Clearly stated by K. Akira.
Scary!

What is freedom?
How close is it to insanity?
Scary!

Is that a freedom when one has to lose peace of mind? Is that a freedom where finally one has to ask ownself, who am I? And may regret what I have become. Is that a freedom where you search for the thousand Suns when you know one is enough? Is that a freedom where you have to sell the soul to exist a new time? Freedom is questionable.

Never ask that freedom when you are not ready for. Never ask that freedom where you don't belong. Never ask that freedom where finally one has to shed tears. Never ask that freedom where foundation of life ends. Isn't it insanity, freedom beyond control? And you may have observed where weeds florish, lotus thrives.

Balanced freedom is conscious state of being where no outer stimuli distracts, and one could flourish. Freedom in any form is always neutal, but the person who execute it, could be wrong. And forgive me if it is illogical, Earth revolving around it's axis is universal example of how much freedom one needs.

What is freedom?
How close is it to insanity?
As the saying goes, your freedom to swing your fist ends just where my nose begins.
Yes, should I repeat that?
Reasonably never ask the insane, what freedom is. At that instant they will justify everything, where they are always right.
It will be scarier that time.
Thus freedom itself is never the issue, for what cause it is exercised, is.
Nothing more.

On the day
Of graduation
A transit point
I was asked
To choose a future

Did you know?
It was
You
I always
Remember

Yes
You are enough
To align together

Hopeful eyes
Disarming smile
Kindness alive
What else one needs?

So
Blessed
Are
You

Response to any
Transition can be
In any form

Initially
Some may
DENY
Or CRY
Or SHOUT
Or stay SILENT

Ultimately
All stay QUIET
With the time being
LIVING the TRUTH

This was the last words
From the HEALER
Who used to be
The SILENT soul
ALIVE

Words may be false
Either it is
Or it's not
But
Hug is not a word
A deep sense of love

It just is

Humans don’t inherit
Loyalty
Dogs do

Expect loyalty
From sane Dogs

That clear

Give an eager FOX
MEDAL  engraved
THE KING OF THE JUNGLE

All FELLOW FOXES  know, who the king is
And the LION don’t bothers to prove it

Just
A ROAR is enough

To my awareness meditation is not being in a particular posture, or closing the eyes, or breathing consciously. For a time being even it  may have placebo effect of euphoria or something temporary close to bliss. We live in the surrounding where frequency of interfering  energy is above the threshold to stir our serine mind. Never did i see anyone with ****** thoughts, on closing their eyes transformed miraculously.
Modern days meditation is being connected to anything for the higher self, it is a dynamic process of evolving through the act of daily work. The passion to fullfill the dream, the vision how it needs to proceed, the effort, and the consistency of the meditating body.

If you wish to loss weight

Before anything,
Make confirm
If it wants to lose you.

Pink
Never was my favorite color

You were in pink
On the first appearance
Then, It happened

Feel your presence
In my first book
Canvas: Echoes And Reflection

Long live
Being eternal

Stay cautious

Believe me
Got broken takes, no time
Healing, a way long

Fragments,
Need to be confirm
Align to the earlier form
Stabilize for endurance
Then finally
Makeover stitch
Allowing the time to recover

But this is not the end
Some of us take
Much longer than
The usual time

In those
Who are obsessed
To scratch the scar
Recall the moment
With a same dumb question
Why me?

Little do we knew
Why few don’t
Want to get healed
And what keeps them
Scratching

To the Rose
"You are beautiful"
When I said

With little pause
"And the thorns?"
"My strength, how is it?"
That's what she said.

When the end is
The new beginning

Raise the hands
Who is ready to die?

He cried
On behalf of all

Country to the saying
Men don't cry

Temporary happiness
Temporary comfort
Temporary people
No one
Wishes for

And
I'm that
No one
I think
You are too

Be someone's forever
For
The mental health

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

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

One day
Ink will refuse
To write about
You
As it doesn't
Pretend

And that day is
Today

Cheerful mood, graceful rain
She pointed towards the rainbow

Oops, he is a color blind

“We are on fire”,
he said

“I feel cold”,
she said

Confused,
they made.

A common character
With an innocent curiosity
Noble sentiment
A pleasure of simplicity
Little freedom
Having a reasoning palsy
Consolidated ideas
Avoiding a social trial
Blind despair
Multiplied hope by zero
Being a scapegoat
Borrowing all help from poetry

Let the science be human
Nothing is more free than the imagination
Concerning human understanding

Before
He knew
What patience means
Before
He believed
Just a step away dream is

At least for the One
She could be
a good cause
a savior
a hope
an example
that love
If had thought
With a kind heart

He felt sorry
For being patience
He felt sorry
For the trust
He felt sorry
For being uprooted
He felt sorry
Unable of undoing
Towards that Idol

Far away
Holding the breath

Whoever architect
The Universe

At first
With a noble purpose
The Sun may have been made
Then
The human may have been
Designed

Among human
They may have decided to gift
Some as an artist
Among Artist
With the soulful ink
Came Poet/Poetess

That time
Something may have gone
Wrong
Most had writer's block
Most often

Finally
A moon may have been made
To amuse the poet/Poetess

Since then
They are musing
They are mused

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

Obviously
Not what is said

What is done
In the present tense
Pave
The future

When I feel pain
I just wish to know
Whose painkiller works?
Beyond anything

Nothing more.

And for
The last time
Behind the closed space
As a farewell bid
Root of evil roasted
How does it feel to be alive?
When I'm gone
Will
You
Be
The same?

No regret
No excuse
It's upto you
And your tribe

All over again

During growth
One will be questioned
1000 times, or more
With/Without any, choice
Under different circumstances

Where
Some responses
One answered
Will be different
To their understanding

Eventually
One needs to be prepared
To face the criticism
And sometimes
Silence is wisdom

-
She was too young to die
He was too old to live

A new day begins.
-

You seek
As a hope

And hide
As a dream

At birth
We all are humans

Let’s remain
The same

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

Your soul looks
More beautiful
Through
My eyes

Here I know
Unsaid
Unseen
Unheard
And
More than that
Silence
Inside the heart

If you are not a dreamer
Sorry, this is not for you
If you take life as granted
Sorry, this is not for you
If you have not been through the hell
Sorry, this is not for you
If you have not been in love
Sorry, this is not for you
If you can't feel the pain
Sorry, this is not for you
If you can't hear, the unsaid
Sorry, this is not for you
If you can't see, the veiled
Sorry, this is not for you

I have a parallel world
With a few people
Searching space
To breathe
They laugh
They cry

They are healing
They are healers
And
This is for them

Let me know
What was that
That made you
To choose him

She replied,
Leave it, or listen
He is the future

Nothing more