Aye all men are bore equal !

Aye all men are born equal...

Not perhaps in strength or intellect,

Not for sure in the wealth they inherit.

Not all are born with a silver spoon,

Or with beauty of a spring bloom.

Yet all men at the start of their life,

Have boundless dreams equally rife.

Fire in their hearts that burns so bright,

A light that could lead them in the darkest night.

Aye all men do remain equal...

Till they for their noble dreams strive,

And the flame of hope is kept alive.

Until the worldly wisdom dawns,

And they slowly learn to bow down.

Till they trade their cherished dreams,

And in the process lose their self esteem.

Their soul corrupt and self betrayed,

Slowly they fade into the swamp of slaves.

Aye all men are born equal...

Not all make it big, get famous or get rich,

Just that some strive to the very last ridge.

No matter where they fall or how they fall,

As long as that they don’t stall.

For what matters more is not where you start, but where you end,

The journey you make till you relent.

How you spend those unforgiving moments,

Fill them thus that there is nothing to repent.

Seek out

I can't seek the ordinary now
its too late for ordinary now
Routine joys that every man yearns
I have yearned enough and lost the taste for it
Yet, like hunger and thirst,
time may rekindle these fires again.
Challenge is to recognize,

Old demons in new guise
for once break loose,

and chart a new course
kindle new desires, set new goals
Only something extraordinary shall do now

Happiness

Never seek happiness in 'to be'
Instead search your 'to do'
In 'writing' but not your 'writings'
In 'Singing' but not your songs
Happiness then, will be a byproduct
Oozing incessantly as you go

Revised/ Edited 

Don't seek your happiness in outcome,

But in the process as it comes

In writing’s dance, not written pages,

In singing’s breath, not final phrases.

Happiness then, a constant stream,

Flowing steady, like a dream,

Not a prize at journey’s end,

But fruits you gather at every bend.

Reflections...5

If you were to love me, my love
all this pain would forever wane
Alas, you won't recognise me then
This molten heart that you so allure
Its warmth and golden hue
would be all soon gone

You see, I am no te-fiti
I won't bloom and flower
Turn all serene and beautiful
Instead I fear, I would turn again
into a dark lump of rock
unrecognisable, unworthy, to be broken again

Who am I

It's only in pain my writing blooms

my noble artful self reveals only in gloom 

Maybe, my heart is good only molten

When it burns and churns, it turns golden

Edited 

It’s only in pain that my writing will bloom,

My noble, artful self shows deep in the gloom.

Maybe my heart is good only when molten,

When it burns and it churns, and it turns golden.

The Eastern Mind

My mind is often lit bright

Albeit with a translucent white

Far it helps me gaze

But not without a sense of haze

Perhaps some mist of east

Has survived the western heat

Part Wise Part Foolish

 I am part wise, part foolish

Foolish to think I am wise

And wise to think I am foolish

Better still, neither can prove otherwise

reflections 5

My inspiring words

And my deep delves

Are not meant for the world

But for myself

My words are my best counsel

Sorrow

From happiness thou beget

Thy laughter and its rhyme

Thy heart n thy dime

But from sorrow thou borrow

Solace and peace

And wisdom to keep

Edited 

From happiness, I often find,

Laughter flowing, free and kind.

Cherished memories held so dear,

A well of strength that's always near.

But from sorrow, I come to borrow

A flame that burns and lights tomorrow,

Peace that calms, a quiet guide,

To light my path and stay beside.

Offer all

When you feel you have nothing more to offer

That the road has drained you dry

That’s when you must decide to fly

See what sky has to offer

Adversity

Don’t detest those who judge

Learn lessons and rest you purge

Sometimes we all require a little nudge

When it does not come as a natural urge

 Gravity that makes us fall

Teaches us to stand after all

There are no forge without fire

So if you feel you are on a pyre

And world is giving you hell

Remember, it’s shaping you as well

Knowledge

One never gets to meet the horizon

For further you go farther it goes

Yet you must chase it for a reason

For each day you learn something new and grow

God

If you want to know God

Create

Thence you shall know his joy

Give it all

Thence you shall know his love

And let it go

Thence you shall know his agony

Purpose of life

We are nothing but manure

On which the future feed

Not just body but mind indeed

Even our thoughts, the most sublime

That may endure the test of time

Future minds would ingest them whole

Waste it would eliminate

And newer thoughts germinate

They too are meant for the same role

Live Life

If you are unable to say

How today is different from yesterday

If your days are coloured in same hue

And tomorrow seem to offer nothing new

Then you are neither dead nor alive

For dead decays and turns manure

Life thrives on that hence

In time both has its purpose sure

So stop sitting on the fence

And no, don’t crossover as yet

For you wish it or not,

To that passing you would eventually get

So while you are here give it your best

Endeavour to live to the fullest

See, hear, taste and touch

Absorb what’s around as much

Learn to remember and remember to forget

Leave not much to regret

Learn to laugh and cry laughing

Fall in love and love falling

Clinch your chance, yet learn to let go

Soar high yet yearn to go slow

Take risks and risk to live

Extract all that it has to give

For there is nothing certain in life but death

No matter how hectic it may get

Finally you would get to rest

Rhyme

A verse without rhyme

It’s like peace without harmony

Like love without its agony

It is like a city without crime

Nuisance it may seem to naive

But that’s what makes it thrive

Life and Death

What is life without death?

Like a path without an end

A day without a night

It’s but death that completes life

Gives it meaning purpose and also hype

For who would long for what lasts forever?

Evolve

When life pushes you to the edge

And you find yourself standing on a ledge

When you feel destiny has had you dammed

With each and every way either clamped or crammed

When you feel whole universe has turned against

And the very nature wants to lay you waste

It’s not the time to succumb but resolve

For it’s only at precipice that we evolve

And if with evolution,

Thought of extinction came to your mind

Take lightly that revelation

For one day all of us death shall find

Heaven &Hell version 2

They say heaven and hell are forever

Its only earth that won’t last that long

Your days out here are counted

So make sure you make them count

They say, hell is all pain and heaven is all pleasure

But it’s on earth that you get its measure

They say, you leave it all behind

Wealth, success, fame and name

You walk past the gate just the same

Just like the way you came

But then, how will you know who you were

If even your soul, were to be bare

So memories for sure you carry

It’s in the memories you make

That you burn or bask forever

There are infinite parallels of universe, all intertwined

And we live in many at the same time

Heaven and hell, the two extremes

And multitudes of them in between

There are no after worlds, but this one

We don’t die and go anywhere

But we just live in one of them

God

They say God cast man in his own form

For he loved him so much

I say man conceived God in his own form

For he loved himself just so much

As for God, just no one knows

What cast he she or it may be

For one man’s God is other mans fiction