January 11, 2013 § Leave a comment
Silently gazing through my mind,
I came across a buttered road filled with flowers which froze in the intensity of time.
No one spoke.
We were communicating through our minds.
Our eyes blazed with anger of our hopeless might.
Our hands were tied with ropes of diplomacy, making us sublime.
They were in large numbers, waiting to erode.
Trying to conquer their own lives.
July 28, 2012 § Leave a comment
A jack beneath the furrow
Darkness inside the hallow.
So much we talk
Crunchy miles we walk
Just to get out our way.
Its money I say,
That turns our night into Day.
Loyalty is fictitious.
Its written in fairy tales.
Why do we hide in fright?
When our driver is our might.
What would you do without him any way!?
The light across the trees
Our hunt for our needs
Basking greenery in sand dunes, can’t survive.
Culture cutting freedom of your wife
n What of all the sins you did
throughout your honorable life??
The leaves fall off when dried.
July 26, 2012 § 2 Comments
Water tickles down your neck
A whirlpool of freshness
Sweeps your breath away, as you walk towards the endless ocean.
Can you smell the freedom?
The wet rain?
As it splashes across your face…
Its enveloping you, the sky.
It meets with the sea over the land
where you stand.
They are all infinite
Alas its a clear sight.
Its all as it is
With no boundaries n assumptions made
July 3, 2012 § 1 Comment
There are a lot of us out there who are doing what we are doing as an option. Having run short of effective ways to utilize this precious time of ours, we compromise on our hard imagined dreams and freedom and give in to the first thing that we come across.
You know when exactly does this happen when you are bored of having fun. when you are tried of facing the consequences of being too free all the time. when you run short of ideas to pass your time, after a point of time. this cycle goes on. you take a thing to keep you busy. get fed up. leave it. be free. get fed up of being free n so take on a new thing. it goes on.
But between all this confusion, there will come a day, a moment when it’ll finally finally hit you, that “yes! This is exactly what i wished I would have have done all my life n this is what that thing is that keeps me happy.”
and in that moment you will find a purpose to this life. 🙂
“You can’t connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.” [Stanford commencement speech, June 2005]- Steve Jobs
June 26, 2012 § Leave a comment
So much of freedom to earn
Out of boarding and into the artificial wild
It was too much to handle for the “poor soul”
Late night parties with Glitter and Glam
Trying to build a slam
Dizzy, hazy, too foggy became the view
And soon she lost sight of the truth.
The right things became useless
The wrong, the right.
She went along the unsaid,
Lost the friends along the freight.
Her path became rough
And she never got to be tough
Her innocence went missing
Between all the caressing
She lacked all sense.
She was yet to know worldly views
Broken, fainted, she had no clue
Of what she had left behind
Her precious stones of blue,
So simple and true,
The serenity of the peace,
The value of being unused.