in rippled water

Bestowed by the so called ‘Democracy’Fooling aroundMaking great friendshipWith you counterpartsAnd pat each other’sFor their successesWhat will you achieve in the end?This mortal body will perishAnd your soul will be restlessYou shall be with the outcastAll your glories will become dustAnd your achievements will rustLet leave and let live.

from the divine source.

let’s go for fishing

it will move on liketimes runs into tomorrowto an ocean with no end

the sun slowly fades

She has been present yet unseenIf I touch, she merges with meIf I touch, she blushesEven after drinking the thirst is stillAnd she is like itShe is the symbol of the silenceShe appears when I am in deep sleepIn my awaken state she is farIs she the thought of a poet?Or the colour of a…