My mind and body create the best chemistry when I think of you.

Why does the wind we breathe not make us feel like one? Why does the gravity that holds us to the ground not make us feel like one? Why don't the sun's rays, which make us visible, make us feel like one? Why doesn't the water we all drink make us feel like one? Why is it that death, which we all eventually face, does not make us feel like one?

Faulty steps
but laced with
conviction,
destination reached.

Failing is fun!
You become a solitary reaper, enjoying your liberation from testing world alone, without being surrounded by pseudo friends.

Like a hungry lion you trailed me, but quit when you saw my pride.

Why try to be happy.
We are not designed to be happy.

Do you have the heart of a child?
Then life is a child's play!

Can't we bring those bygone days back?
Pleasant sunny, rainy, windy days without excessive human ambitions.

To keep his popularity among the populace, he labeled every man-made tragedy as a Force Majeure.

Freedom is rendered invisible where truth is feared.

Every awe has a flaw.

Wandering, disavowing eyes might enhance a face's beauty, but the invisible heart's ceaseless efforts truly portray the soul's mysterious existence.

The mind is frequently violated by unauthorised thoughts. Bad thoughts are played as nice ones by the mind. When wicked things are done, the mind dresses itself in a pious robe. The uncommitted mind is never caught.

Little steps
Big dream
A growing chasm.

Nothing to believe in.
Everything appears fake.
Realism and faith are necessary for poetry writing.
Can't escape poetry, though; writing poetry is the breath of my soul.

What grabs the eye is transient, but what grabs the heart is eternal.

Thy being loved by too many people at once is high, as is thy being abandoned by everyone at once.

Poetry glows like rolling lightning that has been kissed by the crown of the snow-covered peak when it successfully conveys the emotions that are buried deep inside the heart.

I couldn't figure out what your intense gaze on my portrait revealed to you about myself that I didn't know.

Swim with the tide if you want to go far in life!

Life is but a taste of eternity.

Science strutted its stuff by enhancing and extending human life. Its glory, however, was short-lived when its own inventions led to the extinction of human civilisation.

Do you think God is beyond our comprehension? You're mistaken; we are beyond our comprehension.

Actions performed in the present are transformed into future experiences.

Let our smile not hurt anyone and, if possible, make someone happy.

Trance attuned.
Silence echoed.
Divinity restored.

The lines that were penned for you have melted away. The heart still remains hard..

To save you from embarrassment, I smothered my unhinged laughter, but you made it look like a major gaffe on my part.

I'm not sure why, after promising to show me the path, you raced away, leaving me to find the rest on my own.

I'm terrified to hear your words now that I've heard your thoughts.

A botched attempt at interpretation.

A yearn to set us free.

Much of life is spent zigzagging through thoughts.

Nature's colourful expression!

I had the feeling that things may have turned out differently if I had waited a little while longer.
But based on my personal experience, I don't think anything would have changed.
I just would have waited a little bit longer, that's all.

Hello, human.
Tell me, to whom are you human?

Who are you still waiting for?
Everybody came and left.
They abandoned you here.

Everyone need followers to succeed

Politicians need followers

Cine actors need followers

Singers need followers

Story writers need followers

You tubers need followers

Goons need followers

Oh my heaven! even poets need followers!

Oh my God ! we need followers
during our journey to grave yard!

Our love was doomed to fail because your silent mechanical heart could never produce the kind of emotions necessary for love to blossom between us.

I told you exactly what I wanted to say.
Leave it to me to deal with it if you don't like it.

Nobody is wrong.
For, they perform as programmed.
Free will is not granted.
Tiny ants smirk as they follow the scent,
we do the same with big nostrils.

Delusory steps.
A Delusory fall.
A Delusory pain.
A Delusory suffering.

Let my poetry reflect your tribulation. Let my tears trickle out through your eyes.

What matters is what you have accomplished, not what you have arrived for.

Everyone had congregated.
Some performed.
Others were rewarded.

I never take a position on anything since the earth is always spinning.