Why should I tell lies when my truthful utterances are also taken as lies.

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.

Every flaw leads to perfection once it overcomes itself when it can no longer support itself.

You are sitting in an unseen place.
Everyone's story has been written by you.
Drama that never ends.
You see, God, you're just having fun.

we are,
mere obstacles in the path
of the light's warm glow.
Shining in darkness.

The mind, a soul's playmate, a transient guide.
One instant an ally, the next a tempest ride.
Its beauty can entice, so handle it carefully, like a delicate dream.
To prevent it from straying too far from you, tether it gently.
But keep your focus always, for you must return to your soul.

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

Silence is the cradle of all creations.

The Sun never takes back the rays he sends out.

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.

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

It is difficult to go on.
There isn't an option.
The darkness of life beckons.

You've slammed the door to my heart so many times that it's finally come loose. Strangers are now entering my heart in droves.

My heart is dark since you did not light the lamp in it while lighting others.

With vengeance, the night darkened quickly.
Humans collapsed to the ground, exhausted, to sleep.
Sleep was kept at bay by the wailing of scared dogs.
The moon and clouds happily played hide and seek, creating the perfect atmosphere for anguished ghosts to roam the cemetery with joyous abandon.
The night, like the day, offered no reprieve to the harassed humanity.

Act well, while on stage.
Exit, when the bell rings.
Don't wait to see audience's reaction.

Do not be hesitant to speak the truth, even in front of those who have showered you with accolades.

Life on the boil

Turn it off.

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

Stars shine all life but die alone.

The web of regret ensnares us eternally.

Why your shadow came to seek my love?

I want to meet the real you.

One never stays in it who surpasses our imagination.

It is impossible to say goodbye to fate.

I'm not as smart as you are, but I'm not a knucklehead to believe it all of the time.

You put forward a brave attempt to change the laws that control our lives from top to bottom, but you got caught in the middle of it.

God miniaturised.

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

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

I have been to every place in the universe, but nothing looked stranger than your mind.

A distortion of space.

You claimed that the drawing I made of you had no soul. I'm sorry to say that it isn't even present in the actual person.

Detachment from the realm
of thoughts has kept tenuously
linked emotions trapped in unconscious mind waiting for
someone to unload them.

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

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

Agreed.
All mistakes are mine
But you remain the cause.

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.

The Sheep loves her shephered
even while being taken to the
slaughter house!

Enduring smile blossoms,
Pain's grip loosens, disappears,
Joy fills every breath.

As a prison, silence is.

With our ingenuity, we will obliterate ourselves.

Your last ****** expression before departing convinced me that another meeting with you is a pipe dream.

Life unfolds as a journey of aimless strides, time has abandoned faces, and shadows have lit souls.
Just as a thunderclap fills an empty cave, the experience is void.

My fickle mind sometimes tells me
" get away from it all".

After a while
it asks me  " to where?"

How can the heartless distance comprehend the pain felt by those it has separated?

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.

I'd like to see you only in my dreams because you looked  more beautiful in them.