We think we can have the last laugh

Can leave everything broken

With war, crime, and dope

With little to no possibility of hope

Great civilisations were buried

Conquers and emperors faded into obscurity

Yet, the delusion of a privileged position

Lure us to be momentary masters of the creation

We are not the centre of life

Neither the guardian of any being

But a mote of dust

On a small stage in a vast cosmos

All we need is a world of love

And stop all the horror and gore, because

The world doesn’t need us

But we need the world.

My words are for whom decorated this universe, the infinity stage of stars, whom lit the light of life in earth of joy, in the nucleus of whole who resides as fire.

Let my destiny for you will be reached with devotion, oh my lord who filled love in all, may your enemies veil the destiny with dark, for they will fright when I say your name.

may my movements be a sacrifice for you,

may my mind be your eternal throne

may my thoughts be your crown

may my pen be a glaive for you.

Thank you lord for happiness and miseries, though nothing obstructs me, since devotion to you is my only emotion.

I am thanking you for filling us all with light of words.

From time to time, I wonder,

What is that I ache for!

Is it health, wealth or happiness, 

In this mortal journey to find purpose.

Listening to my heart, I went forth,

To make a difference, be the change.

Wanting to be at the wheel by myself,

I ended up in a hamster wheel!

No courage to fight mediocrity,

Succumbed to the typical social norms,

The cowardly self recoiled within,

Retreating into a cocoon of solitude!

Inside, my heart longed for peace,

For peace was one thing so scarce.

Faked a smile, to avoid the stares,

But my soul staggered - I felt lost!

Emotionally numb, the spark inside died,

Every time I settled for acceptance.

Sobbed in silence, my grief-stricken soul,

Shattered and hardened, time and again!

Expectations had weighed me down,

I was a feather, a pappus of dandelion,

Wandering freely, happily floating away,

In the winds of ease and tranquility!

No longer, I yearn for happiness,

For true joy is a farce, a fantasy!

Yet, my life I hold dear, I sail ahead,

Oblivion or eternity, whatever awaits!

Everyone wants to belong, they say,

Every time I tried, I broke inside.

I don't belong anywhere, I realize,

For I am but a lonely wanderer!

Thoughts carry me to new horizons,

in search of soulful happiness.

Today I am a cemetery guard,

who assures rest of peace to your beloved ones.

The guard knows that the eyes,

of the living, are deceiving.

He said ‘morning’ to someone yesterday.

Now with mourning, dig the grave for him.

The life he sees with his own eyes

becomes a stage for artists to perform

and leave when they are told to.

Like the rest of us, he doesn't know he's also an actor.

His nights are sleepless,

with haunting odor of rotten flowers

“Like the flowers rot, the love for someone here will rot”

He pondered.

The guard envies most of his accompanied

since people cry for them and kiss

their foreheads before letting them turn into dust.

He has no one to smile or cry for him!

Dew on top of graves at dawn

is the only scenic beauty he has.

The dews allay him saying we are better

than the fake tears, you see on the living for dead.

The guard is a contented being

Since he is the only soulful creature amidst the dead souls,

his soul is at peace even before death because

he knows a secret…

The farthest of the days and 

Farthest of the nights

Those ballads of men

Sung by the land of heroes

It echoed up above the mountains

And deep below the mines

Grumbling over the horizon.

But could that be the reason to smile?

It's all over the globe

Some for the hatred and

Some for wealth

Split by the greedy walls

Wars swiped their hopes

Their love and life grimed

Wrecked by fear and bloodshed

Togetherness been a dream, but

Some build wacky dreams over the dead

Never their pain nor their regrets reached 

The glossy walls of heavenly gods

It never cherished, though,

Let there be a slogan

The ones of wisdom and tranquility.

Prologue

Underneath a star-studded sky,

Calm, quiet and serene,

I waked through a thick forest

And reached a placid stream.

I was all that I saw,

Life was happily essayed in reflections!

The incident

Humans are a curious lot,

They race to stars and even for a speck.

All their start and finish line; the same,

They are but one yet revenge they behold,

Stones and blades, hatred and un-kindness,

They treat each other such, I know not why!

I was not broken by the object they wielded,

My purpose was shattered by their devilish act;

Blood upon their hands, their own I would say,

They came to me, relished their own reflections of death!

Who am I?

I am a mirror; spotless.

All that you see in me,

All that I am and I be,

Is nothing more than you

And all that you project.

Devoid of darkness, I stage light and reflections!

Romance

Thus I was broken, stayed such

Until my bonnie lass walked in.

Oh! she caressed me and cured me,

Pieces and shards, she healed me.

I became beauty thus, epics and poems,

Unusual it was for she saw me

And not mere images, not reflections.

Needless to say that I looked at her;

I saw me, I saw her, nothing else was seen

The end; Time took her away and all our reflections!

Reflections

I am a mirror,

I cease not to be.

Complete or in pieces,

I long and yearn to reflect.

As long as light lives,

There will be reflections!

All that's left in me, is endless love for you,

Cuz you're my life, you're my everything.

To the point, that I foolishly even believe, 

That I'll survive without breathing, but not without you.

I truly believe that our lives are intertwined together as a family forever,

So how can I possibly leave your side, even for a minute?

You're always the reason for my happiness,

You're sometimes the reason for my hurt,

But in a moment of hurt, I still feel grateful for your love.

I've found my heaven on earth, in you,

So how can I possibly leave your side, even for a minute?

Through you, I've found success in my limited existence,

Through you, I've found tranquil in my heart,

It's been an endless walk through this journey of life,

To finally have found you, and made you mine,

So how can I possibly leave your side, even for a minute?

Living in the Cocoon as a Pupa,

Safe in the hard shield of protection…

Dormant, but with the dreams to fly,

Secured from thoughts of being hunted…

Days passed, the chrysalis had gone,

Struggled, Stretched the beautiful wings…

Flew high in the sky, as a rainbow floating,

Enjoying the beautiful nature and freedom…

Hunted with words, thoughts and actions,

Like Eagles’ claw, piercing the wings…

Dreams shattered and fallen into ashes,

Looking for the Cocoon to hide again…

Nature chilled out, Rain showered,

And horizon had sun above the clouds…

Rose as phoenix bird, from the ashes,

With an aim in life to fly again…

Attained in silence and knowledge,

Thoughts revamped, Attitude altered…

New thoughts and transformed mind,

Cleared a new path to move forward.

Realizing the purpose of the life,

Life meant to serve each other …

Join hands and lift one another,

God dwells where there is harmony.

Once upon a time, I was born with a shriek

No words were exchanged, but everyone knew I was up.

They knew what I wanted.

They knew what I said despite my lack of words.

Days passed and I heard and heard.

Among those words were maa and papa.

I said and everyone smiled.

I said more and everyone wanted to hear more.

A, B, C, D and jumbled L, M, N, O, P

They smiled and listened; I knew they were proud of me.

Years passed and I heard more.

I said and wrote those words again and again

The more I spoke, the more they were proud.

All were getting to know me.

For years to come, words were my best friend

And the most formidable foe on those exam days.

I mouthed a few words and mumbled them.

I wrote some of those lines on white exam papers.

Others were lyrics from those favorite songs.

Still, I had people listening to me, but...

It was always a mystery to me when I lost them.

One day I found someone who I thought would listen to my heart.

But there was less to say and more to hear.

And even days came when I had nothing to hear.

And I waited silently for those words to come.

When I spoke, I was called a selfish brat.

Those words that had stayed in me had to find a way out.

Those words once colored some dreamy lines. 

They could build nations and make people feel love or pain.

They brought people together and gave life to someone.

But when my own life was at a standstill,

How could I give life to someone?

There was someone who used to listen to me.

More than the ones who gave me birth,

His ears were open to all that I had to say.

They called him my brother, but I called him my soul.

And one day, he was taken away from me. 

The so-called Lord played another dirty trick on me.

Everyone cried out to him, but I never could.

We had a special love-hate relationship, you see.

The day the trick was played, I came to know

I had no one to speak to and for the more tragic part,

I had none to listen to.

Those words boiled and bubbled in me.

And when it finds a way out, 

It always hurts someone, unknowingly of course.

The feeling of no one listening to me,

Or those moments when words don't have a meaning anymore.

The moment when I waited for them to hear me, 

It is death by our own words.

Once upon a time, unsaid words were the norm.

Jumbled and mumbled words had their own meaning.

Then everyone knew what it meant.

Then why would someone not understand now?

When now I have a million words to say,

Why would each word sound different to all?

When we have not even thought of some meaning,

Why would that word mean something else altogether?

Now I don't know why words matter anymore.

But I do understand what unsaid words mean better.

I am the dreamy solivagant

I am the bearer of sufferings

Will I transcend into a better being

With all the adversities beating upon

A repertoire one plays in his lifetime

Boomerangs when he reaches his last time

Flashing all the virtue and sins

That he has done to the humblest of lads

The wickedest smile crunches you down

Only to make you strong and pound

The ocean of mysteries weaving

Unfolds at the time least we anticipate

Why the shackles are tied to the virtuous

Barring them from the euphoria of life

When the untainted forms of joy 

Inhabits in the purest McCoy

From the distant past bounced 

the caprice moment of awakening 

to wither and wash

The light of life to unfurl

And ascent oneself to the pristine path.

Careless walkers on green pavements,

Grey figures move amidst the crowds.

The poverty infested broken households -

Hold a few of them, the workaholics.

There also exist some other kinds,

Like the ones with big mouths,

The talkative ones who annoys,

silent self-ridden zombie types.

Their walks give away their kind in nature,

They somehow hold the power of future.

But please just beware the silent loners,

For they are the most aware insidious.

Among all the other violent gregarious,

they strike without warning, nor ignorance.

Tall trees give them shade,

Tall buildings take their pride.

Looks on their faces always alarm,

But they remain vigilant and calm.

They’ve been here since maybe their fall,

Grey buildings fill with them at nightfall.

They sit across lit screens and just melt,

Into the cumulative world of great remit.

The gregarious ones are all about fun,

They lurk everywhere deriding everyone.

Making pals, transforming pain to pun,

Thinking less, acting at times like a nun.

They can be fun, but never expect a ton,

For they hide behind torments, undone.

Time can only tell, how often they fell,

Into the deep void of whim, they dwell.

Everyone transforms into a loner here,

Bullied by their own stress and abused by their

Recurring mood swings. They remain calm

But with a sharp blow, they awaken as warm.

Their life based on always pretend,

But they never try being an offend.

Brain dead, but their body works,

Neck deep they still carry chores.

No amount of pain can break them,

No load of work stress can crack them.

They’re awake even when asleep,

They can turn off and dive deep.

Some new hope, some new dreams

Rays of an intense desire gleaming from the far

Behind those walls, I still hear

Someone greedily calling me back,

I'm not so keen on counting my own footprints

I can't be alone, I can't wait when nothing to share

My ears numbed by the cries for justice

No time to confess, I'm leaving everything behind

I've got to go; I keep moving on ...

The rays turned blue!

Like, I'm standing where an ocean begins

This can be a change, for better or for worse

I need to be more conscious of this

No moments to lose, as we're all passing through

An escape from those bitter past!

Till no more lessons are left incomplete

I wish to keep moving on ...

No blossoms, no blooms,

The rays turned so brown!

No shade, none to pamper

These torn shoelaces, these broken bottles,

reminds me of those who struggled like me in the past

It's all red; blood stains on my flag!

When these pains survive, rays of hope sprout!

These sharp grasses can't hurt me anymore

I'm too late; I keep moving on ...

Rays turning flambeaus, far away those crowd

A fire flaming in my goals, slogans ahead

darkness runs like a coward,

tends to flee when the rays flash!

I'm feeling burnt, like I am closer...,

Too close to my destiny!

There is a beauty in silent love

A beauty that hesitates to say even though we know that we like each other.

The beauty of love symbols interwoven in all the letters sent!

The beauty of glancing through letters sent only to you whenever you don't see them.

The beauty of letters woven for them despite their busy schedule.

A beauty waiting for each other just for a word of love!

You were the most beautiful dream I ever had!!

The piece of life I found from the last breath of my loses!

When the beginning and the end of memories are in you...

Unconsciousness is just a mask that I put on in front of you!

I have written this dream of you for the future lives,

So I keep fooling myself and walk with your memories in my chest with every step!!!

Holding your hands I could remember

The day you helped me glow my ember

The day when our souls met

Fulfilling the dreams not achieved yet

Every second my heart was anxious

Still each moment was precious

The journey was not simple

But your thoughts made it dwindle

Touching you my tiny, for the first time

I felt sense of elation for the lifetime

For me, love towards you is my fuel

My lil, you will be always my jewel

Oh sweety, when you touched my finger

With your little hands so tender

Tears rolled down from my eyes

Making promises to be kept until I demise

I may not be the perfect mom

But I will do the best as known

I will be always by your side my dear

In all your needs, pulling out your fear

I thought I gave you my life

But the truth is that you are my life

In future I don't know who you will be

But remember, I would be your lee

Holding your hands today, I could say

Everyday you make my day

Hey darling, I was your home once

And you are my world, ever since

Spring is in love with autumn,

hot summer stands between spoils

the flower gifts spring offers for

autumn.

Autumn gets faded leafs and

no traces of flowers. 

Still it makes the tree leaves yellow to make a belief that spring is with

him.

He adds colors to leaves then

sadly realise that spring is not with

him, she is still a season a way,

autumn hides his tears by making

the leafs fall. 

Then winter comes as a chil breeze. 

It make the soil and air ready for another start by covering it with snow .

Winter does it's duty with an inner guilt

of being in a place not meant

for her.

Winter leaves, then spring

comes with its earlier dumes and

make the green fields filled with

flowers and lefts by leaving her

strong fragrance that autumn might

receive a season latter.

Woke up in the middle of the night

I was long stuck in the moment

I searched for her here & there

Phoned my friends, relatives & everyone I know

I told myself many times to not cry for you again

but how am I going to end this? I don't know

Still wondering when & how it started.

Maybe i was just too dumb to not realize things

The unbearable pain, the tears, those sleepless nights and the heartache she brings

Maybe i was just blinded by the love for her

I let her ruin my heart and everyday it hurts.

Tonight as I looked at the moonlit with tears on my cheeks

I promise to forget her and move on which I can't

Her beauty is within her Love she showered

But finally When I looked at the mirror,

Linta is right behind me Calm & Collected,

whispering in my Ears 'Hey I am here'

A day awakens

A ray of hope injects

Will it be among the clouds!

Optimism will be at stake,

But that’s life dear!!!

Empty at heart,

Didn’t bother to take it away,

Still it swept by,

I didn’t knew that it was draining

Under my feet,

It was late

Very late.

A day awakens

A ray of hope injects.

I was saddened

By the sudden disappearance,

It’s the sheer presence

That moulded me

It engulfed me,

I’m still on the ground!!!

A day awakens

A ray of hope injects

I’m still continuing….

 my journey

Two stars that twinkles

The whole day, makes my life

Shining brighter!!!

With folded hands

I begged for,

But I didn’t get alms….

I knew it wasn’t my fault,

But still fingers

Directed at me…..

Made me miserable.

Yet above all the hues

Laid a cocoon

Wanting to burst out

To mesmerize the world,

It hurts a lot

Hurts….

Nobody was there to soothe….!!

A day awakens

A ray of hope injects

Will it be among the clouds!

Optimism will be at stake,

But that’s life dear!!!…

I had no idea what it was like to be in love...

Then from across the sands of time

You came, my prince with gallons of love!

Our days together were blissful thereafter

Every thought shared, every smile treasured

Every tear wiped and every secret each other's'.

But isn't life anything but predictable?

Everything went wrong in an eye's blink

And you left as quietly as you came,

Without even telling me what to do

Without the world that was you!

Trust me, its hurts less to get killed

Than live this way...

You are really gone, aren't you?

As I rot in my own hell, I ask why?

As I choke on my own tears,

As I die a little every day,

I realize it was all a lie.

Yes, now I know that,

You didn’t even look back once.

I know I should hate you

For what you have done

For everything you took away.

For the heart you broke,

The soul you crushed,

The dreams you tainted,

The corpse you left.

But alas, I don't.

I still love you,

It is still your scent that I breathe,

Your face that I search in every crowd

Your eyes in which I hide every time

When I am scared to look ahead.

It hurts so much that I still love you

As you don't deserve it anymore.

Here, I am letting you go

Like you wanted...

I am forgiving you

Like you begged for...

Remember, I will never forget though...

Some day you will know what you lost...

Don't you dare, dare haunt me then...

As there is no going back now...

This is it - goodbye my love!!

In my dream I saw her,

far away a purple aura.

The background stayed white,

pious in sight

unblemished, shimmering in moonlight.

Twisting, turning, and trembling

deep inside, you help me reclaim

innocence once lost.

Holding you excites me, unvoiced

but thy soul to mine is vised.

Be with me till my almanac,

command me, console me, pamper me

My love, stay with me

till death do us apart.

Dark were those days.

The days, bars were my companions

Yet calm was my ocean,

Still sweating for another scream.

My mind was loud, sitting in silence.

Deep silence, piercing my ears

Delicale was she, my lass, my little girl,

Whose petals withered, behind those mighty arms.

In lieu of laving her mind and body,

Let go of her own breath and beats.

Massive were them, gleaming with eyes of content,

Aught remorse of crumbling my beloved.

Strolling free in the streets,

In search of their next victim.

Black fire raving in their eyes,

Rumbling thunder beating in their steps.

Embracing my flawsome self,

Marked myself as their next victim.

Chaotic joy rushing through my veins,

Poisonous vengeance erupting in my eyes.

Transforming from my tranquil self,

Here I am with a macabre gaze!

Deep wrath of yore piling up,

To sacrifice life for my loved one.

Impersonating deep passion and lust,

I open my arms for my invaders.

Divine rapture echoing in my mind,

To witness my foes crumbling in pain!

Beautiful are these days.

The days bars are my companions.

Relishing mindful freedom in the dungeon.

Serene freedom of revenge!