Millions of thoughts, an empty mind,
Searching for purpose, losing time.
Passion gone, interest fades,
Business struggles, debts cascade.

Stuck in a rut, years go by,
Losses grow, dreams seem to die.
Trapped in debt, feeling alone,
No one to talk to, all on your own.

Nights are long, days are gray,
Hopes and dreams seem far away.
But deep inside, a spark remains,
A whisper calls through all the pain.

To rise above, break the mold,
A story of courage yet to be told.
Amid the dark, a light is found,
A chance to turn life back around.

With each step, a new chance grows,
In the garden of tomorrow, hope still sows.
Though the path is rough and steep,
It's dreams pursued that hearts shall keep.

So stand tall, embrace the fight,
For in the darkest hour, stars shine bright.
Though life is hard and challenges steep,
It's in the journey that dreams we keep.

As empty as I am now,
Nothing exists but me.
No dreams, no purpose found,
Just wandering aimlessly.

How can emptiness be so vast,
A chasm deep and wide?
Can't even feel this void,
As if it tries to hide.

Body and soul entwined,
A shadow and a ghost.
Waiting for a whisper,
From something once known most.

In the stillness of the night,
A riddle yet untold.
Seeking hidden answers,
To make this heart a home.

Peace, love's gentle calm
Soothes the soul's darkest night's pain
Healing hearts entwine

In a realm of nails and walls,  
Where hammers echo their calls,  
One last nail, by fate ordained,  
Misses its mark, the hand is pained.  

The nail, innocent in its stance,  
The wall claims victim in the dance,  
The hammer, guided, seeks no blame,  
While the hand, wounded, shares its pain.  

Amidst the chorus of guilt and plea,  
In this realm of responsibility,  
It's the wall that bears the weight,  
For in the end, it seals its fate.  

In the tapestry of fault and strife,  
The wall alone carries the price,  
For in this tale of nail and hand,  
The wall, in silence, takes its stand.

In the endless maze, trapped, alone,
Lost forever, a silent groan.
Then, a figure, a guiding star,
Showing the way, near and far.

Endless thanks, to him we send,
Till eternity, our gratitude won't end.
Yet few recall, in memory's net,
The one who saved, lest we forget.

Forgotten by most, in the shadow's fold,
Trapped forever, in stories untold.
But in our hearts, the memory stays,
Of the special one, in eternal praise.

Done ….

Whenever I read the News.
I just close my eyes.

Whenever I go back in Time.
I just close my eyes.

When I have to pay back to Soceity
I just close my eyes.

When I think about you
I just close my eyes.

For what a Fool I was
Not to Realise Earlier
That its not important
As to What  we get
It is What we loose.

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Hundreds of them..
Echos of Silence.

Some have names.
While others are lost…

Few are remembered
Rest are forgotten.

Not one is worried.
Memories Buried.

Long Roads
Narrow Streets
Abundance of Talent
Await Recognition
Very Few Succeed
Endless Wait for the Rest.
The Show Goes On.

It the end
It was always about
Money or Power.
Or both.

In the realm of endless waiting,
Where talent endlessly flaunts,
A symphony of yearning souls,
A dance of dreams in endless taunts.

Few cross the threshold, fate in their stride,
To the other side where glory resides.
Fame whispers promises, a tempting song,
A journey awaited, though arduously long.

Yet, the others stand in helpless gaze,
Watching dreams like distant haze.
Talents showcased, a silent plea,
Wandering when their time will be.

Patience, a virtue, some endure,
While others surrender, dreams unsure.
Daily battles, relentless they fight,
Some strive for dawn, some embrace the night.

Their talent, a double-edged sword,
A gift and curse in one accord.
To perform, day by day,
In the wait for their moment's ray.

A stage awaits, the spotlight keen,
For those who persist, remain unseen.
In the rhythm of life's silent sound,
They wait to be found, dreams unbound.

THEY MAKE
SO AS TO BREAK …….

THEY WRITE
SO AS TO FIGHT ………

THEY SAY
SO AS TO PREY ………….

Everyone…. Everyone….
Thinks they are Right….

In a vast, endless desert wide,
Few souls, weary, lost beside.
Thirsty, tired, under the sun's strong sway,
Comes a man, climbing day by day.

Up the mountain, he strives and fights,
Through day and night, reaching new heights.
An oasis found, a haven afar,
Guiding lost souls, like a guiding star.

Documenting the path with care,
For future generations to be aware.
Some follow the way, others stray,
In circles they go, to return one day.

In the complexity of fate's dance, you looked into my eyes, discovering a mysterious stranger.

Inside, courage remained dormant, and each moment reflected the silent struggles of a lover.

Her eyes held a universe of unspoken emotions, constrained by the relentless pressure of society.

So much of Water
Too Little Buckets
Spillage is But Natural
Alas it falls on the Tables
Dried to come back
Cycle Continues
Millions of Years
Ensuring that every droplet
Enters the Bucket….

Soul's journey, like water's flow,
From realms unknown to Earth, they go.
Buckets few, spills are bound,
Life's dance, a cycle profound.

On earthly tables, they briefly rest,
Droplets of spirit, each a guest.
Dried to return, a timeless spree,
A cosmic cycle, the soul's journey.

Millions of years, this celestial spin,
Unique droplets, each with a kin.
Back and forth, they play their part,
In the grand dance, a cosmic art.

Extreme Uniqueness
Strong and Sturdy
Eventually falls apart.
Food , Clothes , Beliefs or Languages.
None escape.

Endless striving, a cycle unrestrained,
Attempts that falter, efforts sustained.
Persisting through failure, undeterred,
In pursuit of dreams, the soul stirred.

What drives us forward, relentless in try?
Is it the goal's allure or lessons from sky?
Unaware, perhaps, of a truth concealed,
"Having lacks pleasure rather than wanting”

Destiny's playful twist,
Time's labyrinth unfolds,
Optimism in every thread.

Are we simple souls
Packed  in flesh and bones.
Living in the present
Accepting or Rejecting
Experiencing a War
Inside and Outside.
Day after Day
Night after Night.
Wins or Loss.
Hardly matters.
Simple Souls are we not.
Who leave after a while..

The more you test me
The more the faith I have.
No matter what happens now.
Faith in you will always be there.  

For even in Pain
For even in Rejections
For even in Losses
Faith in you will always be there.

Whatever happens will happen.
Nothing more or less can be done.
The worst may be yet to come.
Faith in you will always be there.  

Acceptance is only solution.
Resisting is of no use.
For what ever will happen will happen.
Faith in you will always be there.

You may run from it.
You may simply ignore it.
You may forget it.
But when the time comes….
It will surely catch up with you.
One day or another.

Dare to dream, either big or small
Dare to dream, rather not at all
It gives u joy, it gives u hope
With all the odds u can cope

Don't go aimless, for the fear
Of your life going haywire
Sky is the limit, aim for the stars
As u start achieving, raise the bars..

Written by Iram.

Too many things on my mind,
O! I wanna unwind,
How I just want to relax,
Take a few things off my back.

Heart says- Hey! Slow down there,
Mind says- Gear up! Things may go astray,
Wondering into the space I stare,
Balancing seems the only way.

Written by Iram.

At times Wonder
Was Religion made
To check on ones Ego !!!

Through the years, time slipped away,
Love for Dad unsaid, in the fray.
Busy lives, work's relentless tide,
Expressions of love, we chose to hide.

Decades danced with a business theme,
Heartfelt conversations remained a dream.
Hospital walls, a stark reality,
God's grace granted a final decree.

In silence, his eyes spoke profound,
Unspoken love, a connection unbound.
In those weeks, a sacred space,
Emotions unveiled in that tender embrace.

"I love you," whispered, long overdue,
Appreciation expressed, feelings true.
Regret lingered, a silent, haunting cry,
Wishing sooner, love didn't shy.

Millions lament, words left unsaid,
In the heart, the weight of what's dead.
Share your love before the dusk,
Life's too brief, an ephemeral husk.

Speak your heart, let emotions flow,
Before the final, inevitable blow.
For in silence, regret finds its reign,
Express your love, release the pain.

The Time has come
Yet we do not see it
As we are so engrossed
In our own world.

They bleed and Cry.
Beg for food.
Yet no one sees.
As if they are Blind.  

The least one cam do
Is to have an empathy
For these victims of War
East to West.
North to South.

Many Centuries back they were buried alive.  
Now they are beheaded as soon as they are born.
Its not about who is right or who is wrong.
Its about the savage inside all eacb one of us.
You , Me and All.  
We all either look the other way.  
Or Simply dont care.
Or Justify the actions of either Sides.  

The Truth is that we all have became so emotionless
That no matter what happens in the north , south , east or West.  
We simply dont care unless it happens to us.

The way ahead is not going to be easy for sure.
But deep inside we know whats right or wrong.
But cowards we are not to even feel.

Its better to be now among the dead.
Then to be with these emotionless living beings.

Though Every Land has its own charm.
But Germany is Germany.  
From Dusseldorf to Heilbronn
From Cologne to Berlin
From Frankfurt to Stuttgart
Every place is as appealing as it was
And now even more.  
This place is so unique.
That it may take a life time
To Explore it.

In the realm of light and shade, voices ceaselessly collide,
One whispers "Yes," one firmly "No," from within they can't hide.
LinkedIn, Facebook, Instagram, they add to the refrain,
And when they pause, we dream, where data flows like rain.

Amid dreams' dance of sweet and nightmarish flights,
Lies a moment so still, revealing Creator's insights.
Vibrations in our essence, they guide and they steer,
Attracting and repelling, responding to what we hold dear.

In this hush, when no one speaks or claims their right,
The universe's whispers reveal their cosmic light.
We unlock the power to achieve, to dream, to soar high,
In humble acceptance, we find the credit need not lie.

Just because we have not seen it.
Does not mean it has not happened.

Millions may have died….
Here , there and Everywhere….

Does not matter who started it
Or who will end it.  

While Tears on both Sides flow
We all can just watch this show.

Indeed this entire world has gone mad.
So Sad So Sad So Sad.

पानी की तलाश में मैंने प्रारंभ किया, मेरे दिल के खोज का प्रयास,मासूमियत, मेरा मार्गदर्शन, मैंने बेहतर की उम्मीद की।

लेकिन प्यास की क्रूर गिरफ्त ने मुझे अपने वश में किया,
ऐसे मार्ग की ओर ले जाती है जिसे मैं नहीं देख पा रहा था।

इच्छा के प्रेरणा से प्रेरित, मैंने एक अत्यंत विचार को अपनाया,
जो सुखद होने का वादा करता है, लेकिन इसकी गिरफ्त मुझे सताई।

जब जीवन के अंधकार में और अधिक गहराई में मैं बढ़ा,
उसके पाथ, मेरे जीवन को जकड़ लिया।

आखिरकार, यह एक ऐसा सफर है जो हमारी आत्मा को खा जाता है,हमें खाली छोडकर, एक खोखला खाई छोड़कर।

Either this Line
Or That Line.  
Be it you or me or them.
The End is the same.
Then why do they all justify
Their End and the path.
They curse each other.
They just Hate each other.  
They constantly fight with each other.
Not knowing that the end is the same.  

Blindfolded ,
Educated.
Ignorant fools
Rich or Poor.  
Here or there.  
Everywhere.
They all act the same.  
Defending their so called Actions.

And some are helpless,
full of pain just by watching them.
Aware that they cant do anything.
But simply just watch and bear them.

Such a beautiful world it was.
Such a peaceful place it was.
Reduced to a place full of lines
Filled with Deceit and Lies.
To each his own they say.

Where are we going now
Simply watch and scroll.
And Forget it immediately.
As if nothing has happened
Even when millions die.

Hearts once soft have became hard.
That nothing now moves us.
Reduced to Emotionless Life Forms
Assisted by Artificial Intelligence.
Are we really alive I wonder

Very scarce….
    Extremely Unbearable….
It hurts…
  Pain and Sadness too.
Love or Hate…

Sometimes …..

The Bulb is invented
Before the Electricity came.

Apart from Clothes ,
Now Even our Minds
Get Washed and Dry Cleaned.
As good as New.

No matter which Era we belong.
There was and is always a War…
Some for Pieces of Land…
Some for their Belief's…
Some for Resources….
Some for Power…..

No one wins.
Everyone Looses.
What is left is Memories…
Broken Homes and Hearts.
Some filled with Revenge.
Some just waiting for this to End.  

Lessons still not learnt from the Past.
Each side simply justifies their actions.
We also then move on with our lives.
As if nothing had happened.

No one cares for anyone …
No one cares for anyone …
Except themselves …..

No one cares for  what they have read …
No one cares for  what they have read …
Else would not have done what they are doing…

No one cares for anyone.
Not even a one life.
From either Side.

No one cares for anyone.  
Unless it matters them and them only.

No one cares for anyone
Except if they see some transactional benefits.

No one cares for anyone
Unless they want to show off in front of their audience.  

No one cares for anyone
As they want to live in the Now.  

No one cares for anyone.
Because honestly they don't care for themselves.

Some Big .
Some Small.
Some Complete
Some Broken.
Some of Steel
Some of Clay
Some of Wood
Some of Gold.

Stand in the Line.
Select
Happy or Sad
Then again Stand in the Line.
Wait.

Traveled the winding path, so grand,
Mountains first, where nature stands.
Then a smooth road, a tranquil glide,
Crossed a bridge, thoughts intertwined.

Lost in the forest's mystic embrace,
Realized life's illusion, a fleeting chase.
Took shelter in a cave's silent cries,
Discovered endless lies in disguise.

Drenched in rains, my sorrows did drain,
Fell from the bridge, truth and falsehood's bane.
Reached an oasis with roses unfurled,
A journey continues with passion, the world.

We do something.
To gain  something.
Then loose something.

Just need two players.
Who select themselves.
While the Rest Watch.
No matter what happens
The audience looses.

Some due to Roads.
Some due to Cars.
And most of them due to humans.

Do not discard me yet, I plea,
For hidden within, a treasure may be.
A paper of import, forgotten, unseen,
Its secrets and worth, like a hidden dream.

For even the simplest things we may forsake,
Hold magic and wonder, ready to awake.
So do not discard, my dear, don't forget,
The importance it may still hold as yet.

In a realm of endless doors, seekers roamed,
Some embraced the light, others the shadows, stars they comb.

Yet a lone traveler, wise and keen,
In the myriad doors, found unity unseen.

Unite
  Divide
      Ignite