His lips-
Open part for breath-
The breath which dissolves into sweat & blood.
And then there’s the cacophony of insane voices ,
Which silenced the clamor inside him.
In the deathly stillness of night,
He could hear the whispers-
The winds were whispering,
They were talking-
About the timeless memories
Which had ceased to exist anymore.

Inside his head,
There was a riot of expressions & unfulfilled dreams,
At times , his mind was like a simmering volcano-
Filled to the brim with bubbling emotions of rage & anxiety..
But at times, it was like a sea of tranquility,
As soothing as a passing autumn breeze.

Then ,
It rained
And he saw his tears getting drenched,
But he didn’t care-
For he knew that not even a million tear drops
Could fill up the beaming chasm of his soul.
Shadows followed his every step
He couldn’t run away even if he tried,
The good times & the bad times-
All flashed before his eyes.

He takes shelter in his own house-
Looking out of the window,
He stares at the pitch black sky,
Even as he urges his pen to move-
On a blank sheet of paper.
But what will he write?
For there is nothing to write.
The melancholy iota of the past
Compel him & he writes-
‘I adore the star I dream on-
I respect the loneliness that helps me introspect-
But
I hate-
I hate the world which
Makes me bow with its every pretense..
I hate the eyes-
Which mirror hatred.
I hate love-
That suffocates.’’
And then he feels his heart-
Its beating as fast as ever,
His fingers,
They are not numb anymore.
Finally his dull world-
Was filled with colors.
A new tomorrow was here & now
He could tell for sure.

Success is short lived but the happiness that it brings lives with us forever.

It was cool, it was dark,

An opportune time it was to take a walk in the park,

Across my tired face, a subtle breeze blew,
And suddenly, I remembered you…

You sway like a Queen,
In a world so sleazy, we could hardly even walk.
Your movements have a rhythm,
A music so soft, impossible to miss, impossible to ignore.

Thy face is like a flower,
It blooms for me,
For all.
And the sad faces,
Light up in carousal.

Thy eyes are like a deep pond, 
So deep that we drown in them.
Thy eyes are like a dense forest,
So dense that we get lost in them.

Thy words are like frozen drops of dew-
Sticking to a blade of grass.
Metamorphosing into a precious diamond,
When the sunrays kiss the earth.

Thy smile is like the ethereal rain,
It drenches us, soaks us wet,
But its the dryness,
The dryness that torments us.

Thy thoughts
Are painting through emotions,
As deep as the blue oceans,
Coming straight from the heart,
It is an indelible form of art.

Thy love is like a song,
A song brimming with lyrics of our heart,
Adding a million dimensions to our feelings like a wonderful art.

You are the one who makes my life colorful,

With your smiles which are so beautiful.

You are the one who rules my hearts,
You are my life- God’s most exquisite art.

To my agonies I say,
I cry because of thee…

To the darkness I say,
I walk still, I lay helpless because of thee..

To the hatred I say,
I stand alone because of thee…

To the failures I say,
I am shapeless, spineless, ready to be molded like a clump of clay, just because of thee…

To the disappointments I say,
I stopped smiling because of thee..

Finally, we walked together one last time,
Never again will I stumble just because of thee!!!

A lie that can bring a smile on one’s face is worth it’s weight in gold.

I am nameless, I am speechless, I am bereft of individual existence,
I am lifeless life and the lament of a soul brimming with blissful fragrance.
I am an impervious loneliness, I am the realization of reality, I am the delirium of your heart,
I am a living grave, promise to stay with you till death do us apart.
I am in love, I am in sadness, I am in fear,
I am the one who dampens your eyes, Oh I am your TEARS.

Failure is the best teacher.

Talent equips you to face a challenge, hard work helps you win the challenge. Hence, talent and hard work consummate success.

Which is harder; ‘Saying sorry’ or ‘Forgiving’?

If it does not make you humble then it is not real talent.

I appreciate tears for I believe that smiles hide more than they reveal.

Choose your words wisely. They can make or mar your relationships.

You are the architect of your own demise.