The more I try to go deep the more it pushes me up, the
gap Between my efforts and cause gets more wider and
spreads all over in this way I start myself to deteriorate,
on the bottom I see my complete destruction, I wash off
my hands in aghast and leave it alone to rot, no one
to dominate, nicely it sprouts out and shout at me‘’you are yourself the cause, take care of it, it will take care of you ‘’
Or just a frame with bone and fleshBut that is not true me with a head.In that head I contain somethingAnd occasionally I bring that forthYou may know the man by nameBut you know not my intrinsic worth.Essence of life may be many a thingTo one but to me it is sheer intellectMy existence rounds…
So many words have been spokenYet things remain unheard.Speaking is busy everywhereYet the untold entity is there.He resides in the every corner of the heartOf every man, like a blind black stoneHe is a deaf and dumb walking down the road.He is writhing in the secluded lane of the vein.He is the flaming fire of…
And single handily I would changeBy Pulling up down and pushing down upOvernight you would see a different worldThere would have been no poor or beggingBut definitely I would lead life of a kingAt my order the sun would rise and setAt my will life would be fun and greatIf there were darkness during the…
Where is the beginning and end of the logic?Mind breaks, in heart fear creates!Does supreme man create mind, heart and fear?Spontaneous, natural and automatic! !Talent breaks talent, logic devours logic!One talent creates the dykeHow to demolish it, is busy working mineEverything is within the mind, nothing is out side it!People is the supreme, you say…
When the dream comesYou come inWhen you come inIt makes me awakeLeaving me uneasyUnhappy and jittery.Again I feel sleepy.After marriageWhen you comeI fall in deep sleepThe dreams come inInstead of you some one inMonotony and boringAnaemia and droughtI am in, you are out.
The moment I see people throughThe little hole of the cold coffinFor me they arrangeOnce abusingNow showering praiseGathering upon the straight linesJust before my last ritualBefore that I saw my relativesWhom I never heard throwing kind wordsNow going unconsciousListening the news of my demiseFrom the lipstick coated lips of the news readerAs if they lost…
