Clambering bamboos
to feed the curiosity
of the view above
and was needed so bad

Swimming down to the riverbed
to quench the curiosity
of the life under
and to satiate the brain

Rising to the clouds
to fulfill the curiosity
of paradise overhead
and the answers within

Curiosities of mine just won't end
The journey which will fulfill my curiosities
is the journey i crave for
and is worth taking

Dreams of life
always increasing with time
with passion filled eyes
not able to fulfill them would be a crime

Dreams of life
expectations from within
with wings of hope
Sowing seeds of persistence within

Dreams of life
Continuously existing
With rocks of endurance
and thoughts so insisting

Dreams of life
Achieving them the task
With mind of creativity
and life so chaotic

creativity has took me to the point
from where even the death is afraid to enter
though sooner or later my creativity will die out
and end of my legacy would be marked

Through my creations i would be reborn
Immortality would be achieved
And i would unite with my creations
And live on forever

Like a phoenix i would arise from my ashes
And the reign of my creations would begin
World would be filled with creativity
And my legacy would restart over and over

This loop would go on and on
And my creations would be my renaissance
My reign would never end
And i would become the infinite

Mountains of sorrow
inflicted with lonely arrow
yet peace there was
and satisfying it was

River of continuity
with water of purity
yet i was one with the drops
and satisfying it was

Wind of surprises
with blows of wise
yet i was going in their direction
and satisfying it was

Fire of inspiration
with flames of action
yet i was burning with passion
and satisfying it was

Forest of wildness
With trees of calmness
Yet i was filled with creation
and satisfying it was

The yayys and nays of life
Just like seasons
Always changing
To maintain equilibrium

The wildness of life
Always ready to bite
Different games of it
Would just make me mentally fit

talents of life
hidden beneath us
waiting to be discovered
so that chaos could be created

During the stormy rain
Raindrops went down my cheeks
Or were they tears?
Differentiating them was hard

Alas maybe i was a drop of the tear
Flowing in river of nile
Surrounded by desert of lostness
All i wanted was to diverge into the ocean

How different and unique are people?
Writing the same words but with different emotions
Not so different from ours
Yet not so same

Words are cause which limit conveying
Maybe expressing them wasn’t meant
Only experiencing them was allowed
Yet this is the eternal worldwide suffering

A pen was given in my hand
But was it enough to express?
Letters were taught
But was it enough to express?