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

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

Kanna, I forgot my tiredness and disdain for life when I saw your rediant face.

Belief is wealth.

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.

Your puzzled expression at the award ceremony showed the agony you had undergone due to your mental exile from reality, while composing your poetry on occultism.

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

A young sun is rising over the sky.
A blank mind seeking solace.
Sat under a tree to calm my mind.
A cool breeze is flowing around a field of lush grass.
Bird songs could be faintly heard.
It had the impression of being a peaceful place.
The mind turned into a mirror of the nature.

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

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

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.

Friendly words abound.
But when assistance is sought,
friendship facade quickly falls.

Anything except our deaths can be outsourced.

The thing will finally arrive when you loose sense of what you've been waiting for!

Trance attuned.
Silence echoed.
Divinity restored.

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

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.

Out of sheer helplessness, he described all his acts including frequent bursts of uncontrollable empty smiles on his gloomy face, as gaffes.

Nature's beauty became mine when my poetic eye caught it. With verses inscribed on my soul, I chiseled its beauty into the magnificent fabric of life.

We all show merely fabricated emotions, while our actual emotions are exiled.

The emptiness that we don't feel.

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

Life is but a taste of eternity.

Every awe has a flaw.

I had no idea your heart was a lover's grave yard.

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.

In between a life of anguish and fleeting bliss, praying and whining persisted unabatedly.

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

A big exhalation.
Time turned on.
Life awoke.

Much of life is spent zigzagging through thoughts.

I'm choking to death because the last word I wanted to utter before you left is still lodged in my throat; please come back and remove it, fast.

My decisions are broken stances.

Who can fathom the depths of my plight except the verses that I strive to write?

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

My brief friendship with you is akin to cooking my favorite dish; the flavor lingers long after it has been cooked.

Little steps
Big dream
A growing chasm.

I didn't like you since your face didn't match the one I had painted in my mind, which I believe is the original.

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

Want to create a genderless Society,

Make your thoughts genderless

The certainty of end quashes discontent with life's inevitability.

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

Let it go.

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

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

Fear mongering mind.
Dreams forever filled with fright.
Life devoid of peace.

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