Your devotee would not suffer from musth if he transforms into an elephant, O Lord.

Don't stick to your guns,
you doesn't have the licence
to possess them.

Irrational thoughts.
Throbbing aches.
Overwhelming guilt.
Mind begs for salvation.

Why would your enemies want to break into the castle you've built to protect yourself if you can't get out?

Your gaze soaks me in moonlight.

The biggest fortune I ever received by chance was ten pence on the way to school. It gave me a rush of exhilaration that has lasted my entire life. The money I earned after that never matched it in terms of joy or worth.

Desire that remains potent despite the passage of time is never destroyed.

In any situation, I don't fight hard to win; simply living is enough for me.

I did not succeed because my dreams did not have legs to run or wings to fly!

With your tears, I was able to share my life's failures with you.

The yearning has only been defeated by the dead.

Hey, you grabbed anything and everything you could. Hold it tightly for one last time now that you have a handful of muck in your hand.

People change their behaviour as frequently as the air they breathe.

Before I could take it all in, life rushed by.

When they left your mouth, my words took on a different meaning.

Life cannot become a perfect art because the heart lacks a mind and the mind lacks a heart.

speech is a service that can heal the world.
So let it be sweet and true, always.

Enslaved by unyielding words,
the mind fought for its liberation.
When the battle was lost, there was complete silence.

What is lost to greed cannot be recovered in its entirety by wisdom.

All great friendships begin with a spat!

You learn more by travelling than reading books. So keep travelling!

It's not possible to continue my relationship with you because you always quoted incidents from my  past to regale your friends without giving consideration to my deep indifference to it.

You didn't believe me.
Nor did  I believe  you.
Our disbelief strangely
kept us together.

Memories from the past that have been buried in the mind;

Before sipping, he cleansed his tea cup with tea to get a true flavor of tea.

Nature is supreme than knowledge.

Hey God,
You gave some people brains.
You gave some people courage.
You gave some people money.
You made some people beautiful.
But why was I left out of all of this?

If You love to hear your own
voice at every function,
then bring in paid audience.

Every house I saw on the street where you lived seemed to be recounting the events of your life. Your childhood poetry was being sung by the residents, and it gave me the impression that I was floating down a river of happiness.

When thou gave up on desire, the slayer of common sense, thou attained greatness.

When peace is often violated,
strife becomes the norm.

There will not be seperate occean waves for taking bath.

There will be not be seperate days for happiness.

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

For, in times when fairs seem scarce and wars persist, unyielding, how can love and compassion endure when darkness tries to engulf us?

Even hardship is sprinkled with affection, sympathy, companionship, and compassion.

The chicken crows with pride.

The Sun, predictably, ascends.

The  guy in charge of the chicken's fate chopped its neck, stripped its feathers, and hung it in front of his shop.

Some of the village's ever-lazy and hungry residents walked into the store and gorged themselves on the chicken pieces. They sank to the floor and instinctively gripped their chest.

The chemeleon perched on the compound wall like a bully, ran to the backyard closet to avoid the predictable turmoil that ensued.

It is necessary to break through the shell of ignorance in order to progress from mere Matter to Spirit.

They sprang to mind.
They came.
They acted strangely.
They courted strangers.

Let your Broadway Smile be your ****** screen saver.

Since human imagination has no wheels it cannot be stopped with breaks.

As we dance towards the precipice of self-betrayal, the end of humanity looms.

Who is the witness to a fake life?
Do the people we live with resemble the images in our hearts?

Ego hits its peak
at death.
It won't let
the body move!

You can seek for forgiveness from others if you can forgive your own sins.

Poetry is the light that transcends life and death.

You will see other stars only after the Sunset.

We are reflections,
mirroring each other's souls.
Connected as one.

I let myself be recognized more for my failures to seize opportunities for personal gain by doing things that my betinoirs wanted me to do, which benefited them and a large number of others, than for not doing things that benefited no one.

For us to be poets, the incessantly silent melody in our hearts must continue.

Sullied vision
Reality masked
Truth distorted
Life twisted
Hearts broken
Strife becomes rife
Tardy souls flee.