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

The 'Nero' in me fiddled while people's head burned !

You cannot hide behind your actions but words....

There are hundreds of reasons to live but just one reason to die. Remove that vexing one reason and live.

We believe that someone is in possession of our hearts.

We believe that we are in possession of their goals and dreams.

We believe that the vast majority of people think and live in that way.

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

My gaze at you was unintended, but you turned it into a celebration.

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.

There is no treatment for life's visscitudes, but care is available.

He stood there,
Staring up at the sky.
It looked like
his own confused
Mind.

I once had someone explain to me what happiness and hardship are in life. After that, I began to live in that way.

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.

Where truth is rife, life is heaven.

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

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

My smiles are meant for the happiness of others.
My grief is purely for my own pain.

When the earth churns,
our stories churn with it.

The dirt he had kicked up along the way blocked his view of the past.

A token effort to fill a life that is empty.

As I travelled over the badly rutted road of my memories, I encountered my foes, who had been weakened by my absence and were hoping to catch a glimpse of me in order to resume their role.

Fragments of morality are being carried away by winds of hatred while we gorge on travesty, day and night.

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.

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

Everytime, only one false step separates you from reality.

Home.
Room.
Mind.


Everything is empty.

Silence nourishes the soul.
Quiet moments bring peace.
Harmony within.

Everything, excluding your unlicensed smile, is gloomy.

The dead are still talking.
But the living are deaf to their voices.

I stood there with my wings outstretched, ready to soar into the sky of dreams with you, but I failed to notice that my feet were firmly stuck in the muck of attachment.

Only humans write poetry, it's true,
while everything else is an expression of it.

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.

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

Because his mind could never guide him to his true nature, he used it as an enabler.

Where should I go?
Why do I go?
if compassion is found in this land.

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

All abandoned at once, liberation attained in a trice.

I thought you'd come to illuminate my house and heart, but instead you lit both on fire and left.

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.

The problem with life is that,
it never appears to be a hard
earned prize.

Why do you need to look for inspiration from others?
For the sake of all, become one.

Everything, even me in your mind, is pure.

I'm curious to know whether your own heart listens to God's words when you speak them.

Let peace unfold.

Can a goat follow the same path that an elephant has taken?

The cloud of suspicion thickens.
The trust connection has been
se­vered.
The innocent fingers of a crazy man
hit the destruction button.
The Sun's light is obliterated by dense
smoke.

Why you didn't invite me is irrelevant to me.
When you made that decision, I could tell you weren't feeling very warm for me.