On a quiet nightDo you listen for the storiesDo you hear them chirp out loudDo you find the happiness and sad among themDo you feel like chirping tooI'm like a cricketScreaming at the moonAngry that he doesn't chirp backIt's been agesSince I heard a good storyOne filled with hope, desire, and will to overcomeMaybe that's…

lived in this mindwith no escape from damned existenceAfter we die, are we still part of the ether?Jobs that suck the life outta you——————————————————————————–

He gave me this body to enjoyAnd i enjoyedHe gave me temptations to sufferAnd i sufferedHe created usSo i tried to killHe created deathSo i loved lifeHe gave me healthBut i blew it awayHe gave me wealthBut i spent it allWisdom is what i seekThe only thing i askNone left to giveOh dear sir, will…

How do I tell you this is all gonna goHow do I tell you I'm not gonna stayHow do I tell you what I'm not supposed to sayHow do I know what i know is soHow do i gather my thoughts and feel in controlHow do i exercise restraint and not lose hopeHow do i…

No bonusNo incentiveNo reasonJust a breath that hasn't fucking stoppedNo peopleNo thingsNo nothingJust a death that doesn't fucking endNo songNo one to longNo moreJust a rhyme that is fucking stuck in my headNo wordsNo birdsNo fucking fucks givenJust a kind god that shows this strain on my way——————————————————————————–

Inequality can we liveKarma was always a far fetchPayback doesn't existOnly give and takeI took, noteSuccess to me means going beyond your yearsAnarchy for power to the peepal?I now smell the demons from afarA quiet cafeBusy sounds of idle chatterRemind me of those days, by myself at 4amStaring out onto the streets of FreedomHeard this…

emptynessie the truth that isout therein herefilling nowwith happinessthat sells like hot cakesthe whole truthand nothing butthe ignorance of blissinsta pics and linked in badgesabout to be unlocked againthenthe new normal makes me abnormalworking for pride, the bride that never leaves youat least the world knows what it feels like, for a broken purveyor of…

life was always survival of the fittestbut survival of the richest? I hate that about us!made us cheap, lying, conniving pieces of shiteis that nature, nurture, or just a doomed futurelaws and morals torture the honestone-eyed kings lead us blind menand a blind lady weighs the truth worth every pound of fleshwe were born to…

Letting unmanifested wills have their wayThe truth that was, is no moreWhat you choose, is the story to tellRespect rather than pride, that is your selfPay by kind rather than coinnessThank you कविता, you have been my dearAll these words, speak to me like a seerSurviving in society, run by unspoken bondsSo many relationships, short…

Make the effort of bowling the ballAs much as you can controlThe outcome you want, comes but 10 times of all triesListen, observe, note the play by play movementsYou are with yourselfWalk your own pathKnow yourselfThe way you see the restYour strengthsPerceived weaknessesNo prideNo blessingsCourageFaithGratitudeWhat a shot!——————————————————————————–