Life is never what you expect it to be.

After trivial proceedings and the walk of struggle and apprentice, when you believe you've reached the subtle substance of peace; you realise that it wasn't the shelter of the Banyan tree but the silence before the thunderous sea. Another day, another decade passes by, of a story that ever since it began, ends with the same note of symphony. victory, triumph, pride and pros are all mere fantasies driven for our sustainable existence, our mental trilogy for this machine driven pie.

Mortality

Immortal words spoken from mortal lips;
in the unholy darkness of fear, dread and spree.

The other side of me

The other side of me
is not as beautiful as it seems to be,
endowed with agitated fears
and faceless peers;


In the bright doom
appalling beauty, shines and blooms
Nightmares seem reality
the present seems forgone

Atom

Every single atom on this earth
takes a birth,
meets it's end,
and all this while remained condemned. 

A salient preech

A salient preach

If you sense me coming and passing thy
chasing and being chased by;


screech of silence
humanity and violence


for the praised and the praised by;


I am the breech of the peace
the sabre of the metal piece


for the battle that was once fought
in the minds of the have's and the have not's.