Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Inspiration needed, no?


Life is a big story book
We read it, we live it
In the end, it’s just a crook.

Some times reading it becomes, just so boring
Living it is a tortuous torture
But that part is just the covering.

Underneath this camouflage is the big bad world of truth and lies
While enduring this virtual virus, away time flies.

This vicious circle looks like a painting palette filled with rainbow shades
But nearer you reach this canvas, you get only Hades.

Heart is easy to fool with emotional tears
Con your mind with intellectual spears
But what of restless soul and pain it bears.

It takes courage and strength to get inspired by this shit
Even though you know, it will take the whole of you to make it a hit.

Carrying a baggage of dead weight is not our passion
But a tale that weaves together wishes and inspiration

What inspires make life blessed and enchanting
A book of bliss so wondrous and captivating

Friday, September 23, 2011

The Master Piece

Everything in itself is so beautiful , 
And we only need true vision to see ,
Those eyes to look at the creation so wonderful.

The sculptor decorated the universe with colors 
Like sunshine , rainbow , stars and flowers. 

But the mankind a part of this master piece ,
Divided it in to the ugly and the beautiful ,
And is solely responsible for all the menace.

Of all what can be perceived is a facade ,
Because the real charm is hidden deep down inside.

Tear the curtain of fake belief ,
As reality is not what we seek ,
Accept the truth for artists relief.

This art is not the work of our imagination ,
It is the result of the Almighty's devotion.

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Mind Versus Heart

Tears dripped down her eyes
When she kissed him good buy
For days he'll be fighting the tides 

It rained cats and dogs that night
For sailors it was a real plight

With immense fear in her heart
She was about to breakdown
But her mind was firm from the start 

Her will strengthened from years of strong devotion
Stopped her from drowning in to the whirlpool of emotion (s)

Though her love was in great danger
And she was nearly heart broken 
Yet her reliance upon sailors return became stronger  

Her troubled soul suffered even more
But then she was intellectual to the core

As sand slips out even of a closed wrist
Her heart lost its last hope
Nevertheless her will could withstand

In the end when her love returned 
Nor her mind won , neither her heart failed.









Monday, August 16, 2010

it's rainin

just arrived.this piece is for all my friends out there.hope you guys like it and for once enjoy your life in my illusions.forget every thing and wet yourself in this seasons beautiful rain.   when it rains, the smell of sand feels like fragrance of aroma oils which soothes your body and calms you down. The tweeter of birds sounds like soulful music.Grass is greener as if God has himself woven a carpet so soft and smooth like velvet.The drops of rain on flowers , so pretty , shine like pearls of  oceans.The water in river sparkles like millions of stars are dancing together.Blue and bright sky above washes away all your sorrows and gifts your heart some peace to cherish.Wings of wind and sunshine flies you to the horizon so color full.The light of the sun reaches us like a smile of a child which brightens up your life.  Enjoy the beauty of Gods creation and take good care of it. He will bless you.