Tuesday, November 19, 2013

Music Mystery

Music is the silence between two consecutive beats.. rest is just sound.. why? As soon as the song starts.. we wait for its end.. like the end is about to unveil some secret.. but the end of every song is silence.. but strangely every time the song is heard.. each silence is different from the other.. like what is conspired in a song is conveyed to a part of our brain which cannot explain to us what it understands..

Sunday, October 13, 2013

Love Everyone!

everyone is invincible in their bravest moments.
everyone is indestructible in their humblest moments.
everyone is accurate in their truest moments.
everyone is happy in their thankful moments.
everyone is genius in their creative moments.
everyone is trustworthy in their moments of satisfaction.

so,  just love everyone.. and if time did not had the power to change everyone.. everyone will stay wise, humble and strong.

Thursday, October 10, 2013

A World I Never Made

The world goes round in circles, imitating the heavenly dance;
While the mortals are fazed and blinded by their Ego's trance;
From the sky the cosmos are ever stealing a glance;
Just smiling at our futile efforts and our stupid plans.

Incomplete is the work of Universal Art, longing to be filled;
Not every colour fits the frame seldom too dull or too thrilled;
Time controls perfection otherwise all melodies are shrilled;
And the beast of fortune is caged, just waiting to be killed.

Time grows out of space and space out of time;
I used to wander both, but now bounded by my crime;
Those who stray not lost, but are the souls sublime;
Trying to know the secret of the Universe and its secret chime.

And so like the accidental ray of light falling in the dark shade;
Going illuminating the apparent corners of the enormous facade;
Like a fierce arrow aiming at a precise goal it never laid;
Blame me not, for I was born into a world I never made.

Wednesday, December 5, 2012

A Poet's Dilemma

to say or not to poke,
to promise or to provoke;
to cry or to dismiss,
to trash or to publish?

to address or to redress,
to submit or to suppress;
to enumerate or to elaborate,
to deliver it or for time it can wait?

to optimize or to minimize,
too long or its just the perfect size;
i see infinity within my empty slate,
should i sing it or simply just state?