As sugar dissolves in water
and makes it sweet

You too dissolve in humanity
and make others lives sweet

All our good acts should be
invisible to others.

Do not get stuck in the rigid dimensions  of Life. Go Beyond them. Add new dimesions to life.

Wars make history rich.
Peace makes civilization rich.

Life is not chess to be won in seven moves!
Life is like playing chess blindfolded.

When he rested his perniciousness-filled head on it, the dead stone awoke and dived into a ravine.

The purpose of life is not merely the fulfillment of dreams, which have a limited objective and dimension, but the culmination of a journey at the point where it began, decisively.

No one promises peace in our time. We are in conflict with everything including nature.

Fate rules by coincidence.

When dreams betray life, it appears to be all too real.

Little semicircular smiles flickered across the face frequently, masking the ocean of sarcasm beneath.
Under the guise of dressed up feelings, life sped by.

Only the dead have spared me a curse.

Universe is a symphony of
star strings not heard by
the deaf souls.

Every single word you said spun a web around my heart, trapping me to your whims. I'm like a spider trapped in its own web.

Strive hard we,
Constatly,
to improve our skills,
to destroy each other.

All great friendships begin with a spat!

I adopted your way of thinking today and became the person you were the day before.

People call me good or bad according to their needs.

Days without poetry
              are
emotional droughts.

Life is a never ending stream of placebo dreams.

Human civilization has reached the
business end of its existence.

Life is a karoke
Set your own tune.
Sing your own song.

Welfare of the people should
be the supreme objective of every government.

Your words were important, but I treasured your feelings more.

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

I will not allow your predatory thoughts to fly through my mental
no-fly zone.

I am neither a horse nor a donkey
I am a middle class mule!

I  will write
for eternity
if you promise
to read everything
I write.

As the fervour of power consumes them, people who are firmly rooted in power lose their ability to listen to their heart.

My  poems resemble an

Independent Candidate

taking part in a political race.

Every one appreciates my

Manifesto yet no one

Votes for me!

Tread the un-treaded path.
Think of the inconceivable.
Do the improbable.
Big or small does not matter,
You will be viewed seperately.

I was unaware that the path I travelled while carrying your memories was empty.

Unknown is the known
in constant search of itself.

Swim with the tide if you want to go far in life!

Since then, the darkest memories of your life that you discarded before leaving me have been circling me.

Make your face the abode of a million smiles capable of lighting up the entire world.

Your silence was a direct infliction of harm on my mind.

You could have used any other direct form of violence to settle scores with me.

You chose to hit me where it hurts most.

A stroke of serendipity led you to the sea of serenity within you.

As for my identity, that's exactly, the problem.

God, I cannot understand you..

You exist in the very tongue

that shouts  you do not exist!

Where the sky ends, human imagination also ends.

Who invented democracy is not
Important.

But who will end democracy is
really important.

You didn't say anything before leaving. Your eyes, on the other hand, clearly communicated to me about your next move.

If the wellspring of peace is the heart, it radiates.

All anomalies of life that your mind perceives through eyes will disappear once it is raised to God's eye view of reality.

All hail the eyes!

no strife has occured on account of misunderstanding caused by the feelings conveyed through the eyes.

Still more, Buddha's closed eyes radiate peace, even now.

Once more, all hail the eyes!

Civilization owes its existence to poetry.

Poetry will outlive  civilizations !

Words on paper speak.
The ache of that lonely day resonates.
No comforting touch.

Are our faces all plastered with fake smiles? They have the same style and contour.