I flew at the edge of lunacy. I had lost the battle of wits with self. A spark of inspiration ended the nightmare. Life transformed was life inspiring.

Life appears to be a school outing interrupted by a big tremor.

When one's grip on life begins to slip, one begins to wonder if the things on which one's name is written are indeed his.

The urge to live;
possessed by the powerful and the poor, the wise and the stupid, the cursed and the blessed;
braving enemies, elements, stalking death, powers visible and invisible;
is unrivaled by any other impulses, forces, tendencies, pulls, or triggers seen in the universe of creation.
The urge to live is the fundamental principle of creation.

We will be free one day.

Always speak through silence,
lest your speech carry hurtful words

The beauty of life is that

It ends one day.

There was nothing between us

         except

Misunderstanding.

Cold hands greeted gestures delayed by desiccated emotions.

He sulked because he wasn't born with wings, but soared higher with poetic wings attached to his imagination!

I am ready to come off worse in any situation, for your sake.

Where dream becomes a mission, hurdles become a stairways to success.

In the poet's eyes, a flower smiles.
In the eyes of a miserable person, that flower is crying.
The world revolves around your emotions.

Belief is wealth.

We are fragments of reality.

I took refuge in your heart not because it was empty, but because it was devoid of you.

You wilted because my love was tender.

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.

Each venerable sunrise is like the dawning of pure philosophy, which emerges to liberate and instruct in the right way of thinking.

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

The tiny plot of land smiled once again.
It had claimed the hundredth life that had tried to claim it.

I din't know why you smiled.
But I lived extremely happily for sometime thinking that you smiled at me.

Once upon a time, there was a time when...
It is beyond the power of poetry to express!

Old thoughts
When mixed with
old wine, make life
invigorating.

Success is assured when you do not estimate the value of your effort.

Fear mongering mind.
Dreams forever filled with fright.
Life devoid of peace.

You were witnessing the sunset of my life when you arrived. Only a few glimmerings of optimism were all I had to offer.

If my relationship with my sleep is ruined, my life is ruined.

It burned my palm when I caught your randomly floating wretched thoughts.

There is no night without darkness.

Neither had time to
meet each other.

When they finally agreed
to meet, time did not agree
to be a witness.

To keep his popularity among the populace, he labeled every man-made tragedy as a Force Majeure.

Isn't Love some form of emotional levitation?

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

The onset of a desire signals the onset of a challenge and the onset of a setback.

I'm sailing in a boat laden with happy memories across the occean created by your tears of joy.

As the sarcastic remarks got bigger, the wound in her heart got bigger.

He makes it possible because he is willing to lose himself in the task.

Get connected with me, you said.

So I purchased a new apartment near yours.

His family name was the only thing that stood out in his personality.

Don't allow thoughts in your nursery
to grow big and trouble you.

Bonsai them.

Tiny things are Cute !

Innocence filled the first stride of life, while desire guided the subsequent steps.

Can the eyelashes forget one another?

When life turns into a mission, time turns into a breeze.

He would only sing his heartfelt melodies, alone, on days when the entire sky was lit by starlight, creating a unique emotional ambiance.

If life becomes the inadvertent path of sorrows, it becomes a complete tragedy.

Everything is under my control, save my intellect.

People blinded by fear-fueled rage are hurling spears everywhere.
The peace-filled chests will be the first to be pierced.
A few blood-soaked pages will be added to history's collection.
Everyone casually says the drama has reached it's finale.

In the same way that the dark night sky is neglected in favour of the bright moon on a full moon day, human society ignores facilitators in favour of performers.