Birds

Birds don't make a sound
outside the house these days,

somebody has cut the tree
which was on the corner of the park.

they come everyday
to look for their nest
and return without finding them.

Do people really think about others?

People are just busy
fighting the battles of their life.

but what kind of life is this
where the right of life for others
has got no place.

Reason

If everything had a reason

we would have been
perfectly rational by now.

So, don't ask
for the reasons,

just look within
everything is a synthesis.

Just as Hegel said,
"there is a thesis and its antithesis".

so if you ask me
why I love you?

Maybe , It is because of absence of
reason why not to love you.

Q & A

I know the answers of my questions,
but i don't like them.

they are like an illusion 

and I don't want them
to become a reality.

so I keep asking questions
in the hope that

answers may change themselves.

Perfection

Anything less than perfect
does
not satisfy some people,

what it will take to
make you happy?

everything is imperfect,

even the idea of perfection
has not been
defined perfectly.

So what , if the moon is not full tonight,
you can still see
and admire its brightness,

maybe for today
it has to be half moon.

don't wait for the full moon
to be happy,

be happy on the days when
it is not in the sky.

Writing

And what you do is

to keep writing
till the sourness of the heart changes
into sweetness of words.

or better if you bleed your
heart out on paper.

When the paper soaks
your blood ,

it becomes soft and all
the hardness vanishes.

That is what you want to do

so that your sufferings
take away the pain of others.

Melting Pot

Everyday the same search starts
all over again,

right from morning till midnight,

just to find the self
or even a reflection.

We are so complicated
inside that just to unwrap
ourselves takes so much time.

Our shell is so unbreakable
and we live inside like
a snail.

We can never find ourselves
in all the miseries and sufferings,

we just have to find ourselves
in LOVE.

It is the only pot
which can hold us inside.

Thought

And why do you have
to think this much,

it is not the time
for you.

There will be plenty of it
when you will grow old.

and I laugh.

not because i think
i will never grow old.

but because i think

what's wrong if i do things
which should have been done later.
 
why do i have to do the things
they want me to do in their way.


 

Your world

You followed your
heart for some time

and now you realized
you don;t have one.


Your are incapable
of feeling anything,

pain , happiness
sorrows, fun
everything looks
so similar,

just like a poster
you are watching from outside.

You have outgrown
 yourself,

now you are no more the person
you were.

You have become a shadow
of the void,
meaning of the incomprehensible.

The dawn you waited for
is not the dawn
you thought it would be.

It is too bright that you can't
open your eyes and see the world
through your eyes.

You have changed
the world around.

You have changed yourself.

,,,,

There will be some more days
like this,

and I will run far from you.

You will not see me.

I have forgot not you
but myself,

The essence of life
is something,

I wanted not to seek.

I wanted to discover the path
where i will be lost forever.

And now here I am at a place
far from my existence,

Not even my eyes
recognize me anymore.

Paranoia

There is a strange paranoia
I am feeling towrds myself,

as if the world around me
will shatter,

and I want it to shatter very badly.

Everyday is a burden
on the heart,

too heavy to keep
or
to throw away,

The last thing I remember
is a shadow in my dream,

A shadow which is coming
towards me to slit my throat,

and there is blood all over me.

It is not red , it is black
the colour of dark.

The colour of fear.