You live in water
I live in ice
Just different forms
Of same kind…
Thou love me with lips
And, I with eyes,
Living under the brolly
That shines bright…
Hidden, a soul in HER
That desires the same,
But SHE resides in a world
Charged with games…
HER soul never postulates
HER body is fragile
Yet those eyes says…
‘You cannot climb high’
But she gives a smile that is blended with courage,
For she resides in a society that believes in revenge…
What’s more needed is,
We should make love to people
And not their organs….
Road covered with withered leaves…
Presents the path, that aloof others from their ease,
‘SHE’, as always defined-the ‘OTHER’, agonizes alone…
Fragments of her dream… made by people known.
Walking on the path aloof, she imagines her dream and goal,
Termed by the ‘PROTECTORS’of our society, as thought process with loopholes.
For ‘HER’, she fancies she’s no longer the ‘OTHER’,
Failing to realise, she’s only chirping without feathers,
Though fire in her eyes,
Yet ‘SHE’, is compelled to water her desires…..
– girl from an uncivilized world…(s.r).
Being alive is a flaw,
Where dreams are blown through a straw,
Like bubbles they blend in the air we breathe,
Whose dream is which no one is aware with.
The shimmering veil is what we perceive,
Betrayal is what we receive,
Abreast we all walk,
Yet not turning for a talk.
We all live a life we speak about,
To others who doesn’t knows our whereabouts.
Eyes in night are full of dreams,
That always goes against our beliefs.
So, should we search for the life that blends,
In the world of dreams full of game?
Tried walking alone,
On the path shown.
Every human got shaped.
But they failed to express,
Their needs to the rest.
Got suppressed with mask,
To the people they love,
Never did they believe,
Life needs some relief,
They work and walk on the paths chosen,
Failing to realise the paths has nothing but emptiness.