You stole my heart when I was in a daze.
Don't return it;  let it die in your tender arms.
Allow my soul to dwell in realms beyond reality.

An honour received after pleading is equivalent to slander received without pleading.

He hit a raw nerve when he said          
" I fight against all forms of discriminations in the society", which  everyone knew he was actively promoting.

The silver bolt etched nature's signature in the cloud by streaking a random course through it.

A big exhalation.
Time turned on.
Life awoke.

Within my mind, all the climate calamities encountered outside are simulated. I'm compelled to bear both.

Writing a poem is not challenging, but writing something you appreciate is challenging.

When the mind awakens, the world comes alive,
But when the mind falls asleep, so does the world,
So who makes the world, this star studded tapestry we see?
Is it not the world crafted by our minds?
The universe takes shape within our minds.

Keep a glimmer of hope for tomorrow's snowfall.

A pet dog, abandoned
in a desolate place,
searches for its
heartless owner.

Put that perspective, many of us seem unimportant to life. Now, let me just say this: a tree without leaves is unsightly and will not survive.

A thousand hugs are worth a single glance from you.
A thousand prayers are worth a single word from you.

Thoughts in fermentation.
The poetic kettle is bursting with an invigorating brew.

Mind,
how can you attain freedom
so long you are addicted to
the statu quo.

The shattered walls of that desolate and desecrated city wept, silent witnesses to the ****** of countless innocent children and adults in the war.

My heart is overflowing with grief since the dark clouds that arrived from your heart have poured torrents of sorrow into my heart.

Instead of worrying like a human all of the time, try being at peace like the trees for a while.

Born and die we are,
No one is superior or inferior.
Equal in the end.

My decisions are broken stances.

The emptiness that we don't feel.

Life is a farewell tour.
Every day we say farewell
to something.

Time melts pain

You have ambushed and taken away my feelings.

I am ready to exchange my precious feelings with my riches in-lieu.

Return my precious feelings to me, please,
I need them to complete some poems that are unfinished.

My finest hour was when you called me to wish me on my birthday that I didn't mind celebrating.

The prettiest gift you ever gave me was a garland made of your smile pearls.
Nothing ever compares to it.

That one word you spoke in front of people I care about still stings.

A future conflict's battle tapestry is ready. Surprisingly, rather than depicting badly mangled bodies of fallen soldiers, it depicts the high value that people at the time placed on conquests that resulted in territory gains for the victor at the cost of large human lives.

life now is a harsh reality,

an enjoyable memory later.

When your sugar is low, don't write poetry.
It will not have a sweet flavour.

Let us strive to create a world government to end; wars, poverty,
inequality, racism, pandemics etc.

If we cannot feel oness in our hearts
then we does not deserve to call ourselves as humans.

The times we are in right now seem to be unusual in certain ways.
You seem to always feel as though something you really needed in life has been lost forever, no matter what you have in life.

You sleep like a fallen edifice on the pillow of my dreams.

An addict never cares for the verdict.
He keeps his addiction as it gives him
timely benediction.

Sorry, I drew your portrait, but it resembles the person I cherish in my heart.

Life seemed to be "one long argument" with you.

Thoughts crisscrossed my mind like overcrowded commuter trains, but I opted not to ride on them.

"Co-existence"

It is not possible to be free of the mind.
The mind can be a tool for self-liberation.

Let it go.

Charging cows and a foggy head.
A plunge into a stinking gutter.
Unconcerned cows gently go.
An ascent from hell with legs covered in filth.
A return trip home, newly purchased sandals gone from stench-oozing legs, intense embarrassment, and bewildered looks from passersby. The embarrassment is just as strong today as it was back then.

The song is yours.
The tune is yours,
but the vibe is mine.

Thoughts Fermented
Creativity wept.
Life didn't respond
to the call of destiny.

Ultimately, it's the sincerity of deeds that matters, not the words we utter.

Deforestation, pollution, urbanization ..... human war against nature

Famine, floods, earth quakes ....
Nature's war against Humans.

Everything, with the
exception of birth, is
gained by desire.

A delirium-stricken breeze blew through the forlorn trees.
The sound of bristling leaves resonated over the landscape.
Nature was seduced into a  state of trance.