Enlightenment, At last!

Watching the streets outside, which seems 
Running into the infinity, 
I lay on my bed near the window, 
Enjoying the cold breeze wafting in, 
Fondling my wrinkles, gifted by time.
Today the street is deserted where
Once with tiny legs I learned to walk.
Later I walked with the Giants; 
Conquering everything before me
Destroying everything that resisted me.
I had, at last, an empire of mine
Which I ruled with a raised sword.
World called me Champion, 
History called me Great and to myself
I was greater than the great.
But those hands that conquered the world, 
Failed to win the battle with time, 
When my sword proved heavier for my hands, 
I had to leave that throne and crown
Now I see dust rising again, 
Drums beating, a battle again
O young men, please lend your ears, 
Its not me but the history speaking
When you fight hard to build an empire
Remember no empire has lasted forever.
I know you won’t hear me, as I didn't
But one day you will know it, as I did.
And now when my spirit is struggling 
To leave this world and its hardships, 
My destiny still whispers to me cruelly
The time is not yet… Not Yet!

Last and wait

Starting in the eyes, the dreams
end underfoot, 
there the river lies still without the bridge.
It'd take centuries to build the muddy path
walking with the air and wind; 
Time goes beyond me
And I am the solitary voyager
far behind you; 
Holding on to the residual stores
of my life, 
I wait for the moment standing
on the farthest point of the expansion
when the universe shrinks back.
The shadow of the night gets
terrified seeing the pointed
flame of the lamp.
The pavilion of the sky looks small, and
the light is more abundant than my heart.
But, the distances
are not longer than the
circles of the dreams; 
In the divine seasons
when the stars blossom
like flowers; and
the butterflies flit around
the sun-fire, then
your moon like phizog
will appear on the
branches of the eternal dusk
If you have the spirit
to last and wait, 
then, with a new pact
of the rudiments
I will come for you! 

White rose story

When the stony silence
Becomes a shadow
Of internal monologues
And loneliness peeps out
Of door apertures....
Don't write a word! 
When evening
Heavy with sorrow
Descends from the roof-tops
Sterile scenes play hide and seek
On paths coming from afar
And eyes placed on cornices
Gather dust of dreams....
Don't write a word! 
When letters that spell
Yours name and my name
Get moth-eaten
And words suffocate to death
In closeted books of our lives
A story
You ought to write then
Without a word in it! 

You need the Key ..!!

We’re all in one, and one the same, 
Nothing more and nothing less, 
Life is nothing but a test, 

Temptations of the flesh devour
Our souls when we're always asking,
Wanting for more. appreciation is the key,
The way to set the daemon free,
And love, love will always find a way,
Madness ensues, chaos pursues,
Your heart lies broken,
With every promise you ever made
The foundations laid,
Your dues are paid
You've made the decisions you have made.
Now what is left for this old soul ?
Slipping into the void.
winner or loser .. in my life dictionary
Appreciation is the key,

Something called ... Love

I've been wasted 
I've been smashed 
I've been fried 
I've gone and bashed 
I've been to parties 
And I've been high 
I've soared like a kite 
As high as the sky 
But nothing can compare 
To life's natural high 
It feels so good 
I've waved the drugs good-bye 
It fills you up 
It makes you whole 
It always repairs you 
And heals your damaged soul 
It makes you feel 
Like you're floating high above 
It makes you wanna go away 
And fly around like a dove 
Nothing on Earth 
Can even come close 
It makes you lose 
All your worries and woes 
It makes you wanna give hatred 
One gigantic shove 
Do you know what it is 
It's something called love

Silences into the moonlight

once the shadow fills the sky
and the moon has risen up so high
a wolf wanders alone
escaping its lips is a lonely howel

racing across the frozen earth
searching for loves rebirth
paw pinks as far as they go
as it travels through ic and snow
alone and still this silent night
fill a moon light with a howl
beginning at the dull
moonlight

Weaknesses

What if some thing is earnestly said and not done
What if silently witnessed and gone 
What even if good words spoken and not acted upon
What will it cost if merely lip service rendered and undone
I shall think of all but do nothing
Search for personal solace and try for something
Still personal ego come and tries to obstruct
Not to obey but only to instruct
I try to be human 
But later on blame as helpless woman or man
With noble start if any body can? 
Try to love self and be very good fan
Try to be selfish as much as possible
This trend can be made reversible
One may feel contended after its contentment
It may then be satisfaction for that moment
Until you know the distrust you can not trust
It is paramount to know and is must
Any thing untested can be commented upon
It has to be tide over and own
To love a self is to love for others
You may know the odds and bother
How great will be pain for unknown? 
Until it is loved by self and known
What is wrong if pursued in wrong direction? 
What harm will be done if that is made rectified action? 
It is important to learn from the past mistakes
The end result may be tested as sweet cake
Everyone praises the glorious events
No one looks upon failure and the hard attempts 
The success has come after initial failures
It has contributed a lot for making it sure
It was probing the mind all along
People may adversely comment if something goes wrong
Only bright side is praised and appreciated
It is all the more same for the work initiated
We are made to suffer at the hands of fate
Any help or advice comes very late
It helps to boost the morale
It lands into success with different tale
Even if some help is offered partially
It will make substantive change really
It may have hidden blessings for the good efforts
The person may feel at ease with comforts
We all are gifted with human weaknesses
Some one can come out of it with great success
Most of us will be down with so many hurdles
Life is seen as temporary phase like water bubbles
We try to play safe without being hurt
Avoid the violence if there is spurt
It is easy to keep away from trouble
Think over it peacefully and try to be humble 

A tear and a smile

I would not exchange the sorrows of my heart 
For the joys of the multitude.
And I would not have the tears that sadness makes 
To flow from my every part turn into laughter. 
I would that my life remain a tear and a smile.
A tear to purify my heart and give me understanding
Of life's secrets and hidden things. 
A smile to draw me nigh to the sons of my kind and 
To be a symbol of my glorification of the gods.
A tear to unite me with those of broken heart; 
A smile to be a sign of my joy in existence.
I would rather that I died in yearning and longing than that I live Weary and despairing.
I want the hunger for love and beauty to be in the 
Depths of my spirit,for I have seen those who are 
Satisfied the most wretched of people. 
I have heard the sigh of those in yearning and Longing, and it is sweeter than the sweetest melody.
With evening's coming the flower folds her petals 
And sleeps, embracingher longing. 
At morning's approach she opens her lips to meet 
The sun's kiss.
The life of a flower is longing and fulfilment.
A tear and a smile.
The waters of the sea become vapor and rise and come 
Together and area cloud.
And the cloud floats above the hills and valleys 
Until it meets the gentle breeze, then falls weeping 
To the fields and joins with brooks and rivers to Return to the sea, its home.
The life of clouds is a parting and a meeting. 
A tear and a smile.
And so does the spirit become separated from 
The greater spirit to move in the world of matter 
And pass as a cloud over the mountain of sorrow 
And the plains of joy to meet the breeze of death 
And return whence it came.
To the ocean of Love and Beauty----to God. 

Moon tonight

tonight.. the moon was lit.
just right.
almost every star in the sky, was shining so bright! 
i sat here alone, in the dark...
shield from my fears.
the thought of you in my mind.
with every star..
that's one ounce of pain added to me.
the more regrets i seem to have..
the more i don't care bout me, or life.
but yet... today.. this moon looks so nice.

Is it ..!!

Life.
It is only one word…
It is only four letters…
Some people say it means more than one word…..
But does it? 
Some people say its worth living…..
But is it? 
Some people say you should live life to its fullest…..
But should you? 
Some people say that lives what you make it…..
But can you make? 
Some people say that there are no words to describe it…..
But are there? 
Some people say that there is only one word that fits it best…..
And that is…..
You.

Some lifetime pupils will remain the fool

Life can be tough and sometimes sad, 
And we ask oh why do things turn bad, 
We throw up our hands, and ask why me
and the world seems a gloomy place to be
But remember they are lessons we are all in school
Some lifetime pupils will remain the fool
Or then again, we can rejoice that were here
Learn from life lessons, and hold them dear
There is a reason for things coming along
The more we embrace life the more we belong
It is a wonderful world full of beauty and truth
When viewed through the eyes a carefree youth
Be healthy in mind and and gentle in soul
two of the things that keep us whole
Think of others do a good deed each day
and try to enrich lives along the way
View all the world through a child's innocent eyes
Enjoy being you, don't wear a disguise
Children are pure they do not hate, 
to racist disease they cannot relate
They don't know prejudice, evil or fear
simplicity and life are what they hold dear
From these small people so much we can learn
we would have what we need, no need to yearn
Lets get back to basics go back to our start
And remember we are all little children at heart 

It's only a lesson..Sh.S

Creeping silently into your mind
Obliterating happiness of any kind
Growing rapidly in the night
Fueled by words so worn and trite
Confidence falling as it leeches your soul
Pulling you apart and taking control

Draining your strength until you wanna let go
Suffering inside, yet no one knows
It manifests physically in the tears that fall
And the blood that spills, taking it all
It steals your smile and gives you a frown
Turning your world upside down
I know for a fact, as this has happened to me
Once it takes over, you won't be able to see
The truth of the words that tear you apart
The real pain that's totally ripping your heart
It stalks in darkness with lies untrue
Don't let its next victim be you ..
there is no pride in silence,
there is only a lesson in each tears we wept

Collecting things..

Life is something bigger than anyone can even begin to describe.
Adventurous, 
Mysterious, 
Scary, 
Life Threatening, 

And yet, it can sometimes surprise you,
with the most magnificent things ever.
Life is a big,
swerve road,
made of alot of different things.
Somethings being bumpy,
some sharp,
and some even straight.
Life is undescribable and is everything you could never imagine,
because you are living it.
Live it to the fullest,
No Regrets,
Lots of Friendships,
No enemies, Just those who aren't the coolest,
Lots of Mistakes, this is how you learn how to live the best day of your life.
Learn to make
be the best person you can be,
to live life to as most full as you can make it worth the while of being a memory.
Make your life into one, large memory book, that nobody could ever get bored of watching, reading, wishing that they had your life.
With all the most undescribable words.
And remember to collect moments not things.

I laugh

When the sun shows off its yellow teeth
In my eyes full of sleep
I laugh
And tie up all my sufferings in a knot
To put them in my heart's almirah.
When darkness and silence together
Knock on my window
I laugh
And birds resting on my lips
Fly away.
When for the sake of a handful of water
Empty and hypocrite hands
Fill up with prayers
I laugh
And in the rain of my laughter
Dry lakes quench their thirst.
But when in my wisdom filled silence
She does not acknowledge my existence
I laugh
And laughing, I start crying......! 

As if waiting to be revenged

There is something about being disrespected, 
That cements itself in one's mind to stay.
As if waiting to be revenged.
No matter who pretends a forgiveness has been given...
As if one's approval has been voted upon to be accepted.
By those who participated in the disrespecting.
The one disrespected does not forget.
And the culprits aren't quite sure, 
If their deeds done have been remembered.
But if anyone has been singled out for mockery...
Well, 
The odds they will remember being ridiculed, 
Are pretty much one sided.
And those who have been 'stung' by people like this, 
Do not awaken as if overnight they are excited and prepared...
To be in the presence of those whose minds have been rehabilitated.
I could care less how many scriptures are quoted.
And the recent donation of their charitable ways.
A conscious attack made upon another.
Is an attack upon another that was made consciously.
Say that any way you please.
If anything, 
New tactics have been learned that has sealed one's identity.
And one's dignity maintained is never compromised, 
By those wishing to make other people miserable.
And there is nothing like watching people like that, 
Do that to themselves, i got your lesson but you didn't
As if waiting to be revenged, How superficial thinking you are.!!

Live to die

How strong 
you must have been 
to live that way
a caged sparrow; 
no mercy, no open doors. 
Life that would have you
submit your life. 
Told by preacher, 
parent and politic
you have inferior wings
not meant to fly; 
know your place
and do it 'til you die. 

Rimango

Rimango
accoccolato nel mio letto
nel buio della stanza
in questa notte
senza amore
Immerso
ad affannosi ricordi
cerco di attenuare
questo senso di vuoto
che si contorce
nel mio petto
Mentre la luna
nel cielo
mi sorride beffarda
illudendo la mia anima

Imagine me

Imagine me
sitting at your side
looking in your eyes
while my lips
try your
keeping you hands gently
Imagine me
sitting on the beach
with the silent sea
dying in the sand
contemplating its beauty
accomplice of our love
Our love
although it is not real
we live it as such
truly
of how to
imagine
That's the world where we only can together

Human.. Sh.H

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream---and not make dreams your master;
If you can think---and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same:.
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build'em up with worn-out tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings,
And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings---nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And---which is more---you'll be nothing but a real human

Justice

When justice stands still
only the fool heated, 
will contemplate pursuing even the most just of causes, 
when justice stands still, 
the brave only will seek retribution 
for sins committed against them and their kinsman, 
can any gleams of sovereignty exist 
where justice takes a tea break, 
and when justice decides to stand still
will any sanity prevail, 
where justice once stood still, 
can any unity ever be restored
when justice stands still, 
the supposed saviors become the enslaves, 
who then will stand up to refuse for the people
when justice stands still, 
the law makers become peace detractors, 
creating laws meant not to ensure harmony, 
but to bring woo to the masses, 
when justice stands still, 
they will seek to devour, 
those they once vowed to protect, 
justice stands still, 
the eleventh plague, 
not just a biblical fantasy, 
but a present reality 

Ice .. and Fire

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice. 

The Art of Letting Go

There comes a time
when we must let go.
Let our heart speak
let the tears flow.
It's never easy
for us to do.
But sometimes it's
the only way
of healing you.
We will doubt
whether it's right
or wrong. 
But it's the first step
that you've taken
in so long.
How things will
turn out, we'll know
in the end.
But, if it's happiness
we seek.
It's better to find it
rather than just
pretend.

Husband and wife

I’m losing my life 
Before my eyes
What I cherished most
I've learned to despise.
The dreams we shared
The castles we built
Have now turned to stone
From anger and guilt.
I have no control
I’m under your spell
With the secrets you keep
You've chained me in Hell.
You’re beating me down
With your words and lies
The pain is un-giving
It’s useless to try.
But tearing me up
I think you should know
I’m not giving up
I’m not letting go.
So bring on the pain
Your words and deceit
My love is too strong
For you to defeat.
I’ll fight to the death
Be it your heart or mine
My strength may be weakened
But my love stands through time.
Through good times and bad
Before God on our knees
We promised to love
I’m begging you, please.
Stop ruling the world
Just let it all be
The one thing that matters
Is you and me.
You may be lost now
But I’m letting you know
I’m hanging on tight
I’m not letting go.
I’ll wait if I have to
For the rest of my life
Because together we promised
As husband and wife. 

We don't care

We only have one life, so why do most of us waste it.
We live by the same rules everyday and never change.
We only have this one world and we look at it likes its nothing.
Trees the earth. What happens when it's all gone? 
Would we miss it? Or would blow it off and say we don't care? 
And of course we only have one heart and that heart can only
be given to one person.
But how come we give it to everyone who looks at us twice? 
We watch it get broken all the time.
So I ask you what happens when we die and we think of the things
that we would have done differently.
Would we have lived our lives to the fullest? 
Would we have taken better care of our earth? 
And would we have been more careful who we gave our heart to? 

Fools desire

Is it fool’s desire? 
To undo what’s been done.
Hold hope in times of despair.
Wait for moments bygone.
‘It is fool’s desire’
Longing for the truth
Are you the sky’s heir? 
To deny the heaven’s wrath 
‘Its fools who desire’
For joy, for life beautiful! 
World clouded with stale air
We live amongst the deceitful
‘It is fool’s desire’
 The patience to wait for the one you love 
and the courage to accept that you've waited for nothing.
‘It is fool’s desire’
Me to give up my dreams, even it wasn't worth the suffering

Fool with roles

Fools always have nails
To scratch their heads with...
They always find trails
To stumble their ways with
They always have arguments
To shut the mouths with
They donate themselves
To others to play with
My friend, what i owe you
My wisdom, to tackle with
But mirrors show everything
I used to be a mirror
And now i realized; 
while watching in the mirror
That i am that bald man...
But i aint grow the nails
to scratch my head with

Uncompleted mission

Put myself back together in a five minutes walk 
Wear on my sweetest smile 
And fake my happiest tone 
Bury my anger and all the words that haven't come out of my mouth 
They will not see the injuries from the south 
I'll save up my cynical smirk for the upcoming disappointment 
I'll gather all the damages for whoever needs them back 
I'll pick up all the pieces for the next time someone wants to see me collapse 
I'm sure there's more 
So try your best to hurt me until i care 
Cause i'm still standing here 
Not dead not vanished not devastated 
Clearly there's a mission uncompleted 

From nothingness we came,

From nothingness we came, 
into nothingness we shall pass, 
and this life beautiful, 
is for only few years alas! 
Yesterday night my neighbor's, 
heart beat for the last time, 
tomorrow you may no longer see, 
me sitting on the garden grass.
and with each passing moment, 
we keep on breathing this air, 
until we have no more left, 
in our life's lovely glass.
but for only a few of the days, 
i lived in peace and harmony, 
while for the rest of the days, 
i busy was in the race to amass.
but from today i take this vow, 
to live each day with utmost class, 
to seek happiness in all little things, 
to have often whole hearted laugh.
So that when it is time to go, 
to death i can no longer say no, 
i know that i have lived enough, 
and happily i can declare 'ok to last

Time ..

Man is not left untold, untaught,
Untrained by Heaven to heavenly things;
No! every fleeting hour has brought
Lessons of wisdom on its wings;
And every day bids solemn thought
Soar above earth's imaginings.
In life, in death, a voice is heard,
Speaking in Heaven's own eloquence,
That calls on purposes deferred,
On wand'ring thought, on bewildering sense,
And bids reflection, long interred,
Arouse from its indifference.
The present, future, and the past,
It offers to our thoughtless eye;
That present is too short to last-
That past is gone for ever by;
That future comes-a stormy blast
That sweeps us to eternity.

Freedom time

Sweet times are here to be, 
If we give it the opportunity; 
That can not be taken away, 

And nobody can steel or sway.
Words will flutter and return,
The lights will flash and burn;
But freedom will always live,
From what we to freedom give.
Sweet times flow and spring,
Like nightingale to a world sing;
Be a cleft in a splendors whirl,
Or a billow in the oceans swirl.
Silences in rest and in speech,
Kindnesses to each other teach;
An invention of the world spirit,
Wisdom of its judgment and wit.
Sweet time like breeze in trees,
Compassion that mankind frees;
A wind that keeps nothing still,
The kindness and conquer of will.
Like a syllable and like a flame,
Resurrections of a peaceful aim;
Good times last a moment
bad times last forever.
The equilibrium between them
is unequal you will agree.
The good times should last
long into infinity
and the bad ones
should disappear within moments
and never return.
For freedom will always live,
From what we to freedom give

Sins of yesterday

So many lessons to learn but no one will tell you
the moral of the story, all great men died
You will too, I will too.
That fact pushes me to dig deeper, 
but not deeper than my hole will be, 
Humans are restricted, in some way certainly
Your body, mind and skin are prisons of yourself
So what are daily trials to freedom of spirit, 
Just a spit on the road.
Animals like ourselves deal with days and personal wishes, 
With who cheated who, and who said what and who saw who, 
An animal at least focuses on survival, 
and what are we, half animals half demons, one quarter angels; 
So many lessons but I will never learn enough to live
forever, 
We are still paying for the sins of yesterday.