Thursday, September 30, 2010

Her wrath

When the blue sky breaks its wrath on its people
The shattering remains depict the picture of the unholy truth
The black eyed girl standing by the remains of her cottage
Figuring out the tragedy of the ones missing around her

The soul of the father and the mother
Whom she loved as dearly as they loved her
And she seeks solace in the words of the neighbor
Who lost all her sons in the battle against nature

Death's paws turn ugly when nature is at her worst
For it doesn't kill fully, but survives a few
And the incompleteness of the heart doesnt mend so easily
Till time - the love of nature - heals it from within

And as the mother scolds her child when he goes wrong
So does nature treat you with her wrath when men needeth
But underneath it lies the blood curdling screams of the mother herself
It is time the children saved her as she saves her children.

Monday, September 27, 2010

The Value of a Dream

A dream is all you have
That gives you wings to fly
To break away from the chains
To cut away the mind's lie.

To break from the mould of the rational
And to enter that which does always await
To believe in something you do not know
To hold the hand of your life's true fate

To meet the calling of your soul
To bloom open from a raw bud
To achieve the self that lies within
To become a lotus amidst the surrounding mud.

Friday, September 3, 2010

The dreamer

Blurry eyed she went past him
Dreams of a fortune still shone though
But the understander of dreams was no more
Was it the fruit of what was her own sow?

Or was it the ignorance and the veil
Cultivated in the mind of the other
She didnt know, but dreams she had
Dreams enough to storm this weather

But, it wasnt the best time to be in
Hostility was the norm of the day
And yet she knew, if true to the heart
Her dreams would really show her the way

So, she got up and buckled herself
It was time to move ahead of the current time
And if the understander of dreams should ever awaken
She would openly receive him with a heart so fine

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I believe happiness and bliss is the birthright of every individual. I believe that God is like an ocean and man is like a drop in the ocean, both have the same properties and one is just another. I do not recognize a God who punishes, who is different from me. All things - good or bad - yes, even the bad ones start in God and end in God. I dont believe in the start or end of time. I believe I am the frame of reference, the refered and the act of refering.
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