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What is it to live. What is that one thing that is so satisfying that the need to live enough is satisfied. Is your life yours. Or is it governed to be by what people perceive Or from womb to Tomb we do actually live for others. If life was what was a derivative of…
Been in this state for quite sometime. You’ve been there too. May be you still are. May be I still am. It’s not easy. For sure. But it has a charm so empowering, that when it leads to some kind of order, you realise how, the chaos, wasn’t at all random. You look deeper. Then…
What is Permanent , What is yours? Get up , you crawl hintlessly within the perimeter of your bed. A new day awaits your efforts of wasting it . or May be live it. Crawling up today , this flashed across. what is it that you will accumulate. what Shall you take with you and…
If knowing was everything Then God’s must be elated I have met one or two And all they said Was that they were not For it was the unpredictable tomorrow That houses the better half that thrives Inside you. Sedated. Already in awe Of not your supposed love But a new you A you Who…
Nectar beholding cup.. Shall wait another day Adding sweetness In every little way And when its dense And thick with love The bee shall come And have his cup Coz its not the thirst That makes it thrill Its the oaths taken Which it needs to fulfill Of pollination and more To bring more flowers…
The seasoned tools Rock back and forth White marble dust Blesses the floor The oils of yesterday Mix with today’s color And art sells via beliefs If I was him And he was God He was mine to keep. Yet he builds Many a Gods in a day And with such perfection As they are…
Light and fizzy a lil more fishy are the light grey eve’s and the morning sunshine’s. The wings you painted have started to grow prominent from the tee I wear those shoulder blades are stiffening with flights For I fly higher and do look down at the levels that remained a remembrance of shattered beliefs…
Let’s take it with a pinch of salt. Not many and not much. You know it. You’ve done it. I have done it. The association to a thing or an animal or a person is more evident in the presence. This makes the fact very easy to understand that your absence from the planet will…