He had been deafeningly silent since birth. His worried parents had given up hope that he would ever speak. But when the enlightened Guru asked him "who are you?" Finally, he opened his mouth and unhesitatingly said, "I am the eternal silent spirit".

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

The lotus bloomed, the lilies shrunk, as the Sun rose from the eastern hills at the crack of dawn. Life seemed to emerge from its shroud of gloom and sail into a vivid dream.

In the same way that rain sometimes eludes dense clouds,
poetry sometimes eludes my mind, bursting with imagination,
leaving me yearning for heavenly inspiration.

When you rejected the gift I brought you, it stayed with me as a memento of your contempt.

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.

Pleasure tainted produces a lifetime of regret.

Desires slay shame and regret, filling life with guilt.

Those present had left by the time others arrived.
There was no time to wait for others to arrive.
Nobody was eager to see others in flesh and blood.
Everyone had focused their attention on their own lives.

Whatever falls from above has to crawl for a while.

You become that with which you identify yourself in all facets of life.

People that pass me on the street appear to be more unique than I am.

If I could meet someone who is just like me, I would be able to live the life of my dreams once more.

Can we speak one language?

Nay, impossible.

Can we speak in one language?

Say together, it's possible !

He chose silence where words were necessary.
He chose absence where silence was necessary.

The seeds that fall to the Earth,
The words that fall on the mind,
will bear fruit either today or tomorrow.

When the human race comes to an end from a calamity manufactured by him, he will take everything along with him.

There will not be seperate occean waves for taking bath.

There will be not be seperate days for happiness.

Save my name if you don't have.
Save my time if you don't need it.

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?

Your radiant smile sparked a rainbow in the night sky.

Dogs are being treated,

but dog owners are not.

Life is a picture painted on the canvas of chaos.

It doesn't matter what started the war. It matters whether war was necessary for the stated cause.

I didn't know that you would come. But I didn't know why I wouldn't exclude that possibility.

In a dinghy, I packed my desires and sent them out to sea. However, it was returned to me on a stolen ship.

What is realised is what you are in reality, minus all of the definitions given by the insane worldly creatures.

Poetry is the light that transcends life and death.

Whether beauty is inside face or face is inside beauty or both are inside my eyes?

You will see other stars only after the Sunset.

I was elated by the success
but held back by the envy
it produced in others.

We are like the Moon.
We have many faces.

Rains were nature's apologies for her tears.

He was a silent pickle
that exploded when
squeezed on the tongue.

The pauses you took were more soothing to me than your speech.

I didn't tell you about his leaving this place because I didn't think it would affect your feelings.

You sang at valedictory function with an emotionally laden heart, with tears dripping from your eyes for your great friend.

But, boy o boy, not only he never minded you, he was totally enjoying his nose picking session.

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

God is online. Login using soulful internet connection.

In the land of war, the dead and the living co-exist.

Will your victory  be sweet only if it comes at my expense?

Hey, wearing the garb of rich won't make you rich. Your thatched hearth still stands on the field defying strong winds as a  symbol of your life's misfortune.

Because your personal experiences mirrored mine, I became closer to you.

Because I failed to properly incubate my poetic eggs, most of them hatched too quickly and produced dead chicks.

We are rodents eating poisonous
bait, day after day, till it consumes life.

Everything in this universe serves as your temple of worship.

Everywhere I turn, I only see your beautiful creations.

Life would have become a daily carnival if every person's heart were a chariot carrying God.

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