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

Buried is Why ?
By the  How….
Confused by  When…
Lost by  Where.
Busy with What

They lead with certainty, paths well-defined,  
Preach with conviction, in every word aligned.  
They smile, a beacon in the darkest night,  
Guide us gently, towards the distant light.  

Yet shadows linger where their words reside,  
A subtle chill where warmth should abide.  
Is it truth they speak, or am I misled?  
The answers slip through the thoughts in my head.  

Either they're right, steadfast and strong,  
Or it’s my own compass that’s been wrong.  
In this maze of doubt, I'm left to roam,  
Confused and searching, far from home.  

The signs they show, the vibes they lack,  
Leave me questioning the path I track.  
In their gaze, a riddle lies,  
Am I lost, or do they wear a disguise?

Failures shadow me,
Sunrise whispers, "Try again,"
Hope in each new day.

And then they are times
Maybe Seconds , Minutes or Hours.
Days , Weeks or Years.
You are all alone.
No one to Speak
No one to Listen
Many come and go
Some Stay a while
Some Stay a bit longer
And then go
Expectations may never be fulfilled
But there is still hope
That someone may stay for long.

The  Spider is once again trapped
In its Own Mighty Complex Web.

Blamed for Everything.
Ridiculed for the Past
Humiliated for the Name.
Blind when proved Wrong.
Dumb when loose an Argument.
Why ?

So much of Hatred.
So much of Anger.
So much of Frustration.
So Lost in this Illusion.
Why ?

Nearly Brain Washed.
Clean and Dry.
Lost all Reasoning
Its all about their Ego.
Why ?

Mute Spectators to all the Unjust.
Always justifying.
Endless Debates.
Confusion Prevails.
Why ?

A Multicoloured Painting ....
With different Shades....
As the Light Changes ....
So does these shades......

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Same Path..
Different Cars.
Same Destination...

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.

Its the last place anyone wants to be.
Some much of Pain No one can see.
Sad Faces Everywhere.
Some with Hope  Some without.
Some Cry Some Smile.
Some Live Some Die

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.

Stuck  in this Never Ending Traffic
Seconds becomes Minutes.
Minutes becomes Hours.
Horns being blown randomly
Pollution Everywhere.

Looking up, I ask,
Is there one to hear my plea?
Listen once, I beg.

Comfortable
Illuminated
Stress Free
Silent
Dead End.

Some Live and Some Die
Some Smile and Some Cry.
When will his time come.
Waiting Waiting Yet Again...

Climbing up the Stairways
Hand on the Handle.

Walking on the corridor
Hand on my Chest

Nearly out of Breath.
We had hardly met

Climbing down the Stairways
Hand on the Handle.

Infinite Constraints.
Finite Time.  
Random Circumstances.
Deceiving Illusions.
Unreliable Solutions.
Unsolvable Problems.
Escape Inevitable
Tired of Breaking Free.

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.

Do not stare at me with those eyes
Paralysing me completely in disguise

The depth of your effect is too deep
Sadness in my heart I  may no longer keep.  

The nostalgic moments returned to haunt
with the sounds of laughter and taunt.

The sarcastic smile now followed me for a while
Wanting me to go forever in exile.  

As you completely ignored  as our eyes met.
Revealed the lies and game you played as yet

Shattered my soul with those words u said.
Putting  me ultimately to eternal rest.

No matter whatever happens
It will prevail
Give and Take is all it needs.

Stepped into the market,
With the simple intent to buy sweets.
But with my thoughts,
The entire marketplace unfolded before me.
Some were big, some were small,
Some were cheap, some were expensive.
Some had a mild sweetness,
While others were as sweet as honey.
My heart was captivated, my eyes filled with wonder,
Yet I returned empty-handed.

Protects you
Day and Night
Makes you Unique
Share all the Information.
You are always appreciated
While I am discarded

Dark Clouds Everywhere.
Some Here and Some There.
Thunder Sounds Everywhere.
Blinding Lights Here and There.

Water and Water Everywhere.
Some here and Some There.
Accumulated Everywhere.
Pure there and Impure There.

Infinite Paths.
Some Lit Some Dark.
Some Long Some Short.
Confusion Prevails

Books can be Referred
But a Guide is still needed.
Someone chosen by the Author.
Someone chosen by the Writer.
Someone chosen by the Messenger.

Tea
cant be consumed cold..
Coffee can.

As the Night turns Darker
My Eyes get Smaller.
Flaring  my Nostrils a bit Larger.
Inviting you in my Armour.

Walking on this path
Again and Again  
Tired and Confused
Its not the Diameter
Nor the Rotations
Its about the Purification
Towards Infinite Perfection.

Simple Words Simple Meaning
Chanted Every Day and Night
Times of Birth and Death
Times of Happiness and Sadness
Times of Peace and War
Times of Health or Pain
Simple Words Simple Meaning
Understanding it yet  may take a life time
Simple Words Simple Meaning

Day and Night
Haunted by those
Perfectly Shaped Nozdras.

The Majority still lives
      In the Beautiful Illusion
Created By the Minority.

What a fool I was
Searching for Water
In the Hot Hot Desert
Whereas had all along
A Magical Water Bottle
With Unlimited Supply

If only ....

When the Candle Burns.
It Burns.

Even the Worst Storm stops
For a while.
When will this one ?

Are Treasures not buried
So are the words of Wisdom.

Under the Big Apple Tree
They have the Apple
Yet Praise the Mango

Those which he plucked
Finally Ended up on his grave.

A quarter century—how time has flown,

Yet in your smile, the same light is shown.

Grace and beauty, ever true,

Just like the day I married you.



We’ve weathered storms, faced skies of grey,

But love has never slipped away.

Side by side, come joy or strife,

You’ve been the anchor of my life.



With two bright souls, our love has grown,

A family we can call our own.

Hand in hand, we’ve crossed the seas,

Chasing sunsets, sharing peace.



Through every year, through every mile,

You’ve been my heart, my reason, my smile.

Here’s to all that still will be—

My love, my life, my destiny.

Not all Drops are same.
Not all the Places are of the same Size.
Each One fits in its Own.
Has to be Satisfied with that

Roamed in the Jungle.
Crushed a few Ants
Red , White and  Black.

Electric Shock
Sudden, Comfortable.
Painless,Soothing, Magnetic ...
Oasis in the Desert.
Your Touch

Once again you stare back at me.
Desperation mixed with Silence.
Every Moment is now so Precious
A Single Error may cause Death.

There is a long long way to go
But yet the Path is not even Set.
Deceive me as much as you Can
Forever now I will Withstand.

Loose Ends will now be Discarded.
No more Pleadings. No more Warnings
Once again the path will be Set.
Journey to the Final Destinations Awaits.

They Exists
Everywhere
Just to be Ignored.

Absence  of Love ..
State of Comparison...
Actions Incomplete.
Pain and Suffering

So Sturdy you are O Bridge ..

So Strong Against the Storm.

Infinite Loads you can take…

Nothing in Return you Desire

O Bridge – Does it not Tire you

To be the Link between them.

Knowing one Day you will be Burnt

Cut and Bruised in Total

O Bridge O Bridge Be Careful

For those who walk on you dont care.

Pipes here and there.
Practically Everywhere.
Monitored Day and Night.
What a dreadful Sight.
I want to go Home
Is all that he Silently Says.
All I can do is Listen Everyday.
But So Helpless I am today.
Nothing Much to Say.
All I can now do is Pray.