I didn't change for the better as a result of your silence; instead, I became more resistant to the change you wanted.

Renegade thoughts broke the rationality barrier once more, shattering pearls of wisdom like trapped echoes shattering conches.

The sun shines equally on everything but shadows are not equal !

Feelings are armed invaders who plunder peace of mind.

Your carefree, air-expelling laughter seeded doubts in my mind about your sincerity in building a life with me.

An ornamentation of the soul by the human spirit.

A distortion of space.

When you said it, I knew I had changed.

Your sudden burst of affection for me, resembles a volcanic erruption, won't last long.

I got the sobriquet
"Poet of the fall"
after my poems
fell to the ground
without life in them.

She asked " for you what is left to be discovered in life"

I said " just you".

It's possible that I may not have any place in your memory. But you are in my memory as a treasure trove of childhood memories.

We split up despite the fact that there were no actual conflicts between us. We believed that friendship needed some conflicts to survive.

Fight, struggle, or plot, but remain with the lot. 
We are the ingredients of life with a unique flair. 
When we blend well, we make life a beautiful piece of art.

He described his poetry as an intellectual outburst brought on by his deep resentment of life, which he considered as a irreconcilable event.

Stars shine all life but die alone.

He remained calm always because he never allowed worldly matters to seep into his private mental space, which he had reserved exclusively for divine contemplation.

I overcame everything in life
except your haunting memory.

All this can only be expected in life.

Become a poet when your prayers
fail to stir the heart of God.

Despite my reservations, you have often stated that we are two sides of the same coin.
So why can't I see your face on it right now?
I strongly believe that in order to destroy anything that I perceive to be an ideal, you removed the side of the coin that bore your face.

What you think is not God.
But what you believe is.

You are the invisible ore from which I mine all of my poetical thoughts.

When I tried to flush my mind to get rid of your memories, they began to overflow and contaminate every cell in my body.

Intimacy is the bond between mind and the heart.

Weapons create war.
War brings destruction.
Peace is born from understanding and love.

I was able to cheer up a crying kid today.
Life seemed to be worthwhile.

Muted responses Jilted friendships.

What does it mean to live in a perfect world?

Even crocodiles see Buddha in their dreams.

"Let the breath depart, but not poetry."

I'm sorry, but I won't be able to wait for you.
I had to get going since my legs are fitted with biological wheels.

He sulked because he wasn't born with wings, but soared higher with poetic wings attached to his imagination!

He had a great desire to say the unsayable, and he used poetry to not only fulfill that desire but also to make it appear palatable.

Words flow endlessly,
from my heart, cannot break free.
Trapped in poetry.

It was seen.
It was read.
It was left.

Except for desire, everything in our
body decays.

Everything, excluding your unlicensed smile, is gloomy.

You offered me a smile that wasn't like the kind you give when you see someone; it was like an invitation to spend the rest of my life with you!

There is no use in searching for significance in life because neither its beginning nor its conclusion were authorised by you.

You gave up your heart when I didn't demand it. For me, that was a meek surrender. Love is about taking risks, not about giving up.

Walked, with purpose, into fire's embrace,unfettered.
Unfazed by the cat calls tossed my way.
Fear, a vanquished foe, lost its trace,
Lingering presence of failure held no sway.
The outcome, a vicious tempest,  ceased to chase,
in the depths of experience it dissolved without a trace.

The mind that constantly sways to the pulsating rhythms of others' desires eventually fractures and falls on the other, putting an end to each other's happiness.

I became an Aurora when you failed to see me in the Sun light.

One bitter word you uttered poisoned the entire pool of pristine thoughts in my mind.

In this game of life, unequals square off, powerless, their future forever entwined in the unfettered might of evolution's reign.

A world of equals, a transient fantasy lost in the depths of an infinite stream, fades away at the embryonic stage, giving birth to a fate of conflict and death.

I'm tired of living in a predator vs. prey world.
How often can you become prey?