Poetry is a perfect interlude for joining two bad ends of life.

All of our traits leave us before we die, just as birds abandon a tree before it falls.

When friendship becomes a yearning for everything else, the yarn of friendship will fray.

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

Leave this gloomy world and dwell in that calm, formless world.

Even after my heart stops beating, the tunes you played on my heart strings continue to resonate.

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.

Every day is a new chapter in the book of life. In it, we're all minor characters. Its backstory is a fiction.
It's a story that will never come to a conclusion.
It speaks for itself, regardless of whether anyone is present or not.

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.

Sorrow fades away
in service to others' pain.
Life finds its true path.

The praise you received was too heavy to wear.

I know your soul is overwhelmed, burdened, and lost in glare.

Now you stand here, stripped of any will to dare.

Lost in the echoes of adulation, beyond care.

Every word you said about me was beautiful, but it would have been better if they had come from your heart.

The majority of us have arrived with our baggage containing happiness sent to another location.

To avoid a dismemberment of friendship, strike nails on the words simmering with rage about to tumble off your tongue.

I accomplished nothing.
It is an accomplishment to accept that.

People will abandon you once their legs gain strength.

There is no fight for life.
It was a no-strings-attached deal.
Devious eyes jolt a slumbering mind
Myth engulfed existence as emotions plummeted out of sync.

Nature's wrath has humbled science, which stands in the shadow of its own flaws.
For Science, blinded by its own achievements, is incapable of healing its own wounds.
So, without pride, let us dwell in our ancient wisdom and strive to re-establish lost harmony with nature in order to perpetuate humanity.

Let peace unfold.

In the void of thought,
Silence cradles the soul's rest,
Peace in stillness found.

You become the undying spirit of nature and humanity when you stand alone, fully grounded in your principles and free of societal acceptance.

There should be a pure heart behind the hands of charity.

That carefree walk down a bustling street, mind and body unaffected by the world of gains and losses, provided an odd experience.
Nothing appeared to be genuine, but words and money were exchanged with the dread of a dream coming to an end.
The tide of people marched on, unaffected by an unusual soul wading through it.

The sweet memories you gave me for preservation have turned bitter because you flavoured them with anguish.

Though human's are mortal, the most incredible thing is that everyone goes about his life as if he or she is  going to be alive forever.

Life on the boil

Turn it off.

A digging mind never experiences peace

Who are you to be attached to anything when you can't truly like or hate anything?

Learn to live in the absence of your own presence.

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

Want to create a genderless Society,

Make your thoughts genderless

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

A writer, I am. Every time I pick up a pen to write something, I get the munchies.

Don't rest your life on my dislocated shoulders.

Your life will be unstable for ever.

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

God miniaturised.

If you had put the same effort into your poetic endeavors as you did in making me your own, it would have been more worthwhile.

When beauty fails to ******.

When luck and fate sing the same melody in celebration of our hard work, our dreams become a reality.

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

Thank you. Please come again.

I din't know why you smiled.
But I lived extremely happily for sometime thinking that you smiled at me.

When you agreed to help me,
I doubt, it was a decision you took without any hesitation.

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.

When our hearts stopped communicating with each other,
entire world looked empty and silent.


Life began to slide into an abyss of infinite silence..

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