You bear the mark of a disaster sent my way by envious angels of heaven, who are afraid of my taking over their business empire.

Don't talk

it empowers

Other person

to talk back

Life nowadays can be compared to a dish that smells amazing but tastes bland when you bite into it.

Life ultimately has no taste.

Want to live in

a peaceful world?

Teach poetry to despots.

They will know where

their heart is, and that everybody

has a heart that pumps like theirs.

That carefree walk down a bustling street, mind and body unaffected by the world of gains and losses, provided an odd experience.
Nothing appeared to be genuine, but words and money were exchanged with the dread of a dream coming to an end.
The tide of people marched on, unaffected by an unusual soul wading through it.

Why life?

Help given with the expectation of something in return becomes a burden for both the donor and the receiver.

Images of Poverty depicted a simple and humble life.
Life in the images of wealth is ****** and arrogant.

Everyone has to use you  at one time or the other.

When alone you are lifeless- just a piece of furniture!

When a human sits over you- life fills you!
You give and take power from people!

You have taken many avataras;
As the seat of Power,
As the seat of justice,
As the seat of solitude,
As the seat of contemplation,
As the seat of genius -

you have mystical powers!

You were a silent witness to the  heinous plans people sitting on you hatched and executed - you are squarely responsible for the blood bath that followed.

You have a bad quality, you always reflect the attitude of the person who sits on you. You have no attitude of your own.

You have unseated many  people  from powerful positions- unceremoniously!- you are a heartless thing!

Nobody knows what you are planning to do the next .

I thought you'd come to illuminate my house and heart, but instead you lit both on fire and left.

The dud took the bait.
Drove his troops
inside the enemy land.
Blind faithed troops
pillaged gold and money.
The god father waited for
his time to act.
Act he did by calling
the invasion
an act of aggression on a sovereign empire.
It was too late for the
dud to reverse his stand.
God father captured the dud
using his almighty force
and hanged him.
The dead body of the dud
fell to the ground with a thud.
The God father received a thundering ovation and the *****.

What if the breath
that goes inside our
body forgets to return!

Life beyond the poetic realm.
Sinking into silence, an emotional free fall.
Ebbing away the final sigh of poetry.

Fire, fire, fire everywhere fire !
forests are on fire !
sky is on fire !
even human hearts are on fire !
We cannot quell the fire
because the sea and ocean waters are on fire !

When someone writes poetry
from space !

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.

The long-awaited day had finally arrived, he thought.
She came to meet him, though, to bid him farewell.

The mad monk entered the impregnable palace weaving his magic

His long hair and long beard gave him the look of a holy wanderer

Queens lovelorn  eyes  transfixed on him

His licentious eyes fell on her

The king went for a conquest with his large army

The queen invited the monk to her private room to treat her sick mother

The monk had won the kings empire

The invincible king did not return as he had lost the battle at home .........
but his army....

When the Sun's baby rays kissed the sad flowers, it brightened their spirits, and they joyfully filled the air around them with fragrance once again.

The smile I stole from you now graces my face, concealing my tears and pain while revealing yours.

Belief

A river does not travel in a straight path before reaching the ocean.

A lightening bolt does not follow  a straight path before striking the ground.

Planets does not move in a straight path before completing their journey around the Sun.

Most things in nature are not perfectly straight. The horizon is not a straight line at all! Even our DNA strand is not arranged in a straight line.

Straight means inflexible or rigid.
Nature favours flexibility. Nature
sustains itself by adopting flexible measures.

Human life, which has sprung  from nature, also favours flexibility. Flexibility offers a person to come out with multiple options to a problem and devise alternate strategies.

A keen observation of nature reveals this beautiful nature of nature!

Be flexible!

All our literature will be

written by authors

who exist in binary code.

"death"

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.

People had seen a Red Sun transcending  the horizon the day before.

But today, much to their shock, they saw a Purple Sun rising above the horizon.

They pondered where did the Red Sun go?

They  suspected, did the Red Sun change his color to purple to confuse them?

Questions kept swirling inside their heads.

The Purple Sun looked cool.

The kids danced on the streets in delight. They jumped high in the air to touch the purple Sun who looked so inviting!

The elderly called it a bad omen.

The Plants and Trees greeted the  Purple Sun by waving their branches and leaves.
.
The wise and the learned feared the worst. They predicted the end of the world.

The Sun laughed at their confusion.

There was a reason behind the Sun changing his color to purple.

The large black patches that had covered earth's face for ages, had completely disappeared and she looked like a blue faced bride- stunningly beautiful !

The Sun watched her beauty in awe!

The Sun had come out in purple color to propose to her.

Birds in the cage had
not touched food.
They yearned freedom
not food.

Do you know what you are feeling today?

I believe seeing Sky go from red to blue  has cured your
emotional blindness.

Who wakes up you every day
in the morning?

Think all night
and,

give the answer If you wake up tommorrow morning.

Two things evolution could have
eliminated from the human system are;

Propogation and excretion

Both have caused havoc on human society.

Think.

If the path is beautiful, think about the destination it leads to. Conversely, ignore the path if the destination is worthy.

Doubt the doubt when in doubt.

Everything is just a thought

Yesterday is a thought

Tommorrow is a thought

Today.... a thought in progress!

Don't litter your thoughts on everyone.

Thought incinerator is not yet

invented.

How to live in a
Mind that has turned
against itself?

I have already died three times

Hunger killed me when
I was child

Temptations killed when
I was youthful

Now worries killing me
When I am old.

I will be life less when real death
comes.

thunder everywhere
thunder everwhere
thunder inside my heart
thunder inside my head
thunder everywhere

thunder in the sky
thunder inside the earth
thunder on the mountains

why i hear this thunder everywhere?

only i hear this thunder or you  too?

does it portend anything, sinister?

again.... i hear the same thunder ...again..

i am going mad..

How easy it was before.
How hard it is now.

If Time were a tree
it would only have stem.
No roots or branches.

Time is linear

Time melts pain

I grow,
time doesn't

I get old,
time doesn't

I get ill,
time doesn't

I waste time,
time doesn't.

I get tired
time doesn't

I go slow
time doesn't

I go fast
time doesn't

I fail every "time!"
time doesn't

I think of "time"
time doesn't think
of me.

Time begins and
ends everything.

I initially didn't understand what you said, but after a while I realised it was measured. It now seems excessive.

Time and timing should
be great to make life great

Time, you take everything from everyone and flee. Poor things blame fate for their bad luck instead of you, the real culprit.

Reality turns into fiction under the relentless march of the blind time.

I followed her,
She followed me,
She left,
I remained
After a long break;
She came back
With her flock,
I was still alone!

If  I were a tree of time, I would have stopped growing after seeing your timeless beauty !

Want to go back in time?

Meet a childhood friend.