Written Below are my poems which I have published recently- You can purchase my book of poems Titled “Temet Nosce” from amazon.com
The Unexplained Purpose
Asked many A Times was I
Why do I spend my times with Thyself
Why Do I not Understand The Purpose
Of Being Myself
Laughed Loud I ,Never had a Reply
Just Gazed at the stars looked above the sky
People so strange , Think only in a range
A Glass half full is looked yet drained
News I watch , Only to Learn about Pain,
Insanity shown is through what many gain
Yet I feel it to be Insane, to see many dying in vain
Tried understanding the purpose of my soul
Deceived by myself was I, when learnt I was so cold,
Could not connect to thee, I tried many a times to be free
Lost, yet not alone, I realized I was not on my own
Gazed up in the sky to be free, I wished a sky ,where I could be my own, a place, if wings had I , could’ve flown.
Looking at the fleshy mass on my soul, I ask,
Is our purpose truly not told?
Are we all so odd and cold?
Why in a womb I spend 9 months and come out in a Life full of misery and pain?
When I am unsure about life
Then what is it, what we gain?
When only a normal, just survives and strives.
I ask
what is life?
Time the only constant thing
Change is the only thing that remains Constant
People and Nature keep changing at an Instant
Nobody knows what remains constant
I Believe Time and Change are the only two quadrants
Relationships between things change, Society Change
Mentality Change
Somethings Do change , Somethings do Not
Some People Carry on With Life , while others may Not
Death May lead you to a next world beyond time
But still time after time you will carry on living with time.
Instances pile up, phases come up
We go through it, some pass through it
It is all a mathematical equation
Of which we are a perfect combination
If everything worked in order
There would never be a New World Order
Thy feels, we would be in a state of disorder
For our time to be calmer
We have to be a bit more slower
Slow to improvise technology
Fast to understand catastrophe
For Time is not infinity
But if understood well can lead to eternity
Is this Life ?
Coming out of the womb we cry
Is this the world where we’re left to try
Oceans deep and sky above high
Is this the Life where I’m left to fly?
Time and again we fall and we’re weak
Yet we stand up not accepting defeat
A few humans do accept retreat
But what is Life without such a treat
Earning for Life Yearning to strive
Pain is offered in different ways
Pleasure is a curse ,at the end we cry
Nobody knows it, a complex phenomenon as a hive
A Noise so Loud , seems to be Silent
Looking straight into one’s eyes yet seem different
We may be gifted with sight yet appear blind
Is this a new nature of human , of some “kind” ?
For it is Impossible to Rewind
And go back to where everyone was just Kind
For some may call me blind
But That’s Just Fine, as only a few are of our kind
There are talk about opportunities
Paths to new possibilities
Yet there are a few who make necessities
For us to make retreats
Why do we end up questioning life
Asking ourselves the true right,
Strengthening our muscles to test and fight
An Advice to all ,just go along
As you go Along Sing along a Song
For Maybe the path be Long
Stand up and fight, because
You’re Strong!
Is War the only purpose ?
Does Everything have to end ?
But an end should be without a bend
So, has it become a trend ?,
On arms nations spend
Has It become a true source of survival ?,
The Only survival ,with a role of betrayal.
Why does this become so sensational ?,
When only a few are left who are emotional.
Is it the beginning of the end?
Many question this new trend
Weather you are a foe or a friend
Your life is not worth to spend
You may ask who am I , asking me Why
Is there a reason to sit and cry?
Never saw grief getting old,
Never saw pain getting cold
Crushed are those who stand up and try
Just stood up to ask why
To ask why do you want to be sly
And just term everything not yours as “my”
At the end realized it was not even worth a mortal’s try
For till the end of his last breath he will be forced to cry
Religion vs Humanity
What is that we seek for,
Is it religion in humanity that we aid for?
Truth and Sanity have been granted for
Yet heaven is what we yell for
Ye knew that human is a complex,
That’s why no one knows some of its darkest secrets
Million Killed and now You talk about Religion?
When the least you could have done is the be more human.
It has become a universal shame
When we now don’t know whom to blame
When it all is just a game
When we realize , its insane
Its all going to be over and flow down the drain
People yelled for help, they seeked Him
They cried for Him , they assured with money
But does funds suffice, Thee?
While truth may seem bitter to a few, for some,
Funds are as sweet as Honey
Alas ! It is true, they both coexist,
A future being built blindly, in which
We must exist
It seems ridiculous watching how one can be so sure
Oh, I almost forgot, Religion has no cure.
Humanity is so sure
That Religion will never , end the WAR
Walking along a temple, a mosque or a church,
I hear peace, feel faith, and understand Life
Yet I feel afraid, that in vain if my emotions over exceed
I may regret myself of doing an evil deed.
What is evil? What is good,
I am unsure, not knowing what I should,
If too much of good can be bad
Why not too much of bad be good?
Will I ever realize what I would?
It is an unexpressed feeling
Where sky does not determine the height of Thy Ceiling
Faith provked cannot be harmonious
Whilst we yet live in a society that is hilarious
Fraid that I cannot talk to Thee,
Yet all I ask “Is your mind set to be free” ?
If we can pray to the sun and lie under a gun,
All I ask is WE to be ONE
Money
Why is Money
As Sweet as Honey
Feel Few Even When Plenty?
Maybe We are still unsure
About the unfound cure
Classifying the rich and the poor ,
Still varying the ways we earn for
For a few it means nothing,
A few consider it as something,
And the rest as their everything
A Little gap is left between needs and desires
And the latter rules out the necessity
A feeling so pure as love
Yet money is puts it at stake and all above
At the end I stopped thinking
Cause this subject is not worth minting
Realizing the fact that even if we all had more than plenty
Yet there would be ways to make it scanty
Why Love?
Why has this word becomes so complicated,
One word but various abbreviations instead
Never did I thought about a daffodil which lay out there
For which just there it gets a few weeks of life,
Gracefully it smiles, making us smile
Fell in Love with its smell
Its beauty
But that moment came soon,
When it weathered away,
Tears fell down from my eye
I still do not know why,
It was just a emotion ,for which I did not even had to try
But yet I do not know why did I end up to cry
Looked up above in the sky and saw the daffodil smile ,
Realized the answer I sought for,
Maybe this true is love I feel for.
Maybe this was that true love what everyone aims for,
A feeling and desire to Long For.
Dreams the Only Thing Left for Free
Why are dreams the only thing left to free?
Apart from the air we just breathe
Even birth has a monetary value
Bringing life to this new world a child so pure
Asked once a man, about his dreams
He said
All I want is what I desire
My desires are not a faint of heart to perspire
Normality and Peace is what I dream everyday
Yet I learn is its just a mind’s play
Not seeking for lot of monetary gains
Nor a place where everyone’s a saint
Just seeking normality in Life, which I dream everyday
But Yet I am just a fool to realize it’s a game that my mind plays
No Interest in Being the richest in town
Neither a king with a golden crown
Seeking for true love and faith in prayers
Waiting for answers and prayers to be heard
I’m Not a Man with a huge rapport, said he,
Just one of the normal kind
Political Borders are meant for one’s who see
But I am the One who is out to seek
Seeking for a normal truth, a truth about my dream
Why is it ,unachievable, making me bend down and scream
A Normal person , I am, Unable to See beyond Walls
Yet I try to take a leap and see if it falls
A drop of water can make a flame of fire go cold
Then why do the brave men not be Bold?
Not asking here for sacrifices, he emphasized
Just seeking for peace, and nobody to be criticized
For discrimination and separation is all a game
For we all humans are left to blame
Fame Power and Money is most abnormal game
I am just a Normal still understanding this mental pain
Alas at the end I feel Lost,
Loosing everything at Everything’s Cost
Not bothered weather I shout it out loud or I scream
That I am not yet afraid to Dream
Gazed into his eyes I do not know why
I did not feel weather to smile or cry
Because when someone can just limit his numbers till infinity
I still have my dreams for free
Impossible or Choice?
Is choice an illusion
Derived for a reason
To go left or go right
Or just do what you feel right
Impossible is nothing as some say
Power is something which makes it play
Cause and Effects are all a game
We do not know whom to blame
Reasoning been overtaken by Idiot Boxes
Students are we attending its daily classes
A World has it become where you are just left as One
Left with a necessity which becomes an obsession
A passion for succession
Borders built for no reason
Leaving a Human always in Deception
Don’t have to reach for the stars everytime
If you can’t its not a crime
Happiness is not a thing of the past
A choice is for you to make a cast
For Love still sails in the old man’s boat
Wearing the same old coat , called Hope!
Trust
Why has it become so hard to Trust
On our emotions we lay so much of thrust
Sometimes we feel so crushed
Lying doing in this emotion filled with rust
It seemed to exist in a simple point of time
Yet now its somehow become a crime
We just talk and do not mean
Just assuming and not being keen
Looking around this world I find
Not many of this Kind
Being Kind
In a fast paced world we live
Only to take and not to give
When mother’s have lost hopes and kill their kids
Is it a place we can find real peace amidst
There are some diseases which are incurable
Neither can this be endured nor bearable
It is just a feeling filled with Rust
Something that we call Trust
Unlimited Desires
Saw that flashy car on the street
With a model come out to me and Greet
Did not expect to meet, A model with a flashy car on the street
Humans we are , having loads of desires
Weather achievable or not, is in no man’s thought’s wire
All we do is work and perspire
At the end of the day, to achieve our heart’s only desire
Saw that ring in the mall, gave your love done a call
Telling her your hearts all, once you saw the ring in the mall
We all know who blinds us, yet we follow the red bus
If it’s not media and advertisements that control our desire
Then we must have a control to that emotional wire.
Everything’s at stake , all thing’s a gamble
You wait to win, you fear to loose
Your mind is a device, which if uncontrolled
you’ll pay a huge price
Just to look nice, you may end up in a caged life
For world wars weren’t fought for no reason or desire
If it hadn’t been for a abnormal thought’s wire
Still Human we are having immortal desires
OF which we have no cure ever to end the fire
Is Everything Coming To An End
Why do we all wait for the end of the world
While some of us fear , it can be worst
Weather it will be bombs or sun which will burst
Or meteors crashing down and crushing mother earth
Unsure why , people question about this new burst
While not even few can help to quench a child’s thirst
In a world where everyone ,just want be first
In a passion of fame, and the dollars lust
In a place, if not liked , you have a liberty to end
This unfortunately is life’s new trend
Weather or not God Sends a Messenger
We have no time to sit and bother
People just create a new God
And are happy to be up and abode
Fame and Name are a new part of the game
A few care about the hurt and lame
Some of us are really insane
To not understand the reality of pain
For IF Einstein said truly about World War IV
Bows and Arrows will be used and not arms of war
For Time and Space are the two ends
Leaving Infinity to be the new trend
Fear
It’s rooted deep down within
Runs within our adrenalin
For weather we have committed a crime or a sin
It’s still buried deep within
Some fear for the one they love
Others may fear the fear of love
Afraid of the nightmare or the darkest night
Sounds that fill you with chill or sound that make you fright
Dark Clouds fill within you with pain
While you walk through the rain of struggle ,without gain
For Fear can make you go Insane
At Times of Immorality casting chains
A singular emotion lingers all around us
Some need it others just weather with the rust
A few will rise in repulsion of pain
No Morals of truth or name
Simple for a Sound to be clear
But what if it if filled with fear?
Know Thyself
Is it so hard to know thyself,
Difficult to believe in oneself,
Hard to trust yourself,
Trying over and over to know myself.
We all try to know science
When all our life’s reasons are not in silence
Yet we become part of a play
In which we are the actors and scripting the way
Life makes it too complicated to understand oneself
As you become too busy to be someone else
Alas, it is not unknown , that we have all become a clone
A replica of what we see,
And not whom we want to be
I am still trying to be one with myself
Trying to find the true potential within self
Understanding the glass is half full not empty
That I have much , if not plenty
It’s when I can be true to myself
To Know Thyself
