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

Seeing you first thing in the morning is like opening the door to good luck.

To convince me to marry you, you had to tell a thousand lies.
I needed just one of your lies to convince you to leave me.

Your radiant smile sparked a rainbow in the night sky.

The breath of divinity.

When you add a dash of spontaneity to all of your actions and gestures, garnering the approval of everyone, be aware that it may not survive the test of charity to the impoverished.

Hopes of achieving the goal faded as the obstacles proved insurmountable, but even failure guaranteed a certain glory.

If you can, chase away your dreams because they are as worthless as the stars stuck in the sky.

The true beauty of poetry lies not in the words alone,
but in the inspiration that nature has sown.

The UFO people talk about is actually my mind.

It flies everywhere, invisible, but talk provoking!

If, as the wise say, suffering is just a thought, then let thought bear the burden, not you.

Flower colours differ.
The light that colors them, on the other hand, is colourless.

The sparkling tears of joy spilling from your eyes-

a reservoir of boiling golden emotions-

priceless.

His windswept look clearly conveyed the magnitude of his battle with his own inner nature, though it was not obvious to him.

Go where ever  you want. If you think there is more to life.

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

Living with you was like living
by the side of an active volcano.

Always rumbling......grumbling.. cursing.. ah want not..

Inadequacies stifle ego.

I came as gaint waves in your life,
with the intention of gobbling  you.

But you surfed with dexerity and saved your self everytime.

That unfinished smile was the last thing I expected to see after everything you said and did to demonstrate your antagonism to me.

I remained silent.
Words left unspoken, a void.
The situation hushed.

Universe is a visual celebration of divine art.

Poetry is the light that transcends life and death.

There will not be seperate occean waves for taking bath.

There will be not be seperate days for happiness.

Every line, stanza, and verse I write is a tribute to life.

Black slate is the first "Tab"
my father gave me. I could write any
language on it.

You cannot steal my dreams.

My will fuels everything auspicious, which is an ill-omened thought.

The mind wants to say so many things, but for some reason, not a single word has formed on the lips today.

I'm not willing to welcome you back because you've resurrected with all of your previous unsavoury traits,which drove me to abandon you in the first place, intact and strengthened.

The Holy Spirit dwells where the human spirit does not venture.

When I saw your eyes smile at me, my heart slowed to a crawl.

Your bright-eyed smile is a sight to behold!

Can there be awful times for everyone at once?

Equality in human society is impossible. In our body the right side is not equal to the left side or vice versa.

Who shows the way to lightning?
It always takes its own path but illuminates it.

In the same way, we should not plan anything in life. We should forge our own path, but illuminate it as we go.

Life is a mass success because it has convinced its constituent members that it will compensate the losses they have suffered in the course of their struggle to live, more than adequately, in the future, though it seldom happens.

Doubt the doubt when in doubt.

I am alone with you, even with everyone around us.

Stilted and  hideous thoughts.
Mind pounded from all directions.

Words woven with care
Poetry reaches within.
Touches the heart's depth.

What constitutes success or failure for humans who rely on breathing to survive?
Only aspiration should be to release the last breath in a dignified manner.

A year in which humans do not resort to conflicts could indicate that we have reached the pinnacle of our evolution as a cohesive species.

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.

My interest in human stories has waned.
Now my dreams are non- human.

With her love to them deepening, all of her possessions had reached her age and had no possibility of being freed.

Your return restored the missing smile on our faces that we had shared for many years.

Your fame spread far and wide. But your life shrunk to width of your body frame.

Hey God;
Let the mind that has broken free from the shackles of social and racial biases to free the society that is afflicted by these ills.