My Dreams.......

My Dreams.......

A true Lie from my life.

Where are you ...?

Did I  unveil, the way to walk into  my heart ?
Who escorted you into  enormously  small world of mine..?
Constraining me into bitter past..
You curled my dreams ,with your fingertips.
This classified calmness away from you,
Addled my surroundings.
To think of you and your smile is like a curse now..finding heavens.
Where are you ..?
Away from the sight so that,the eyes awaiting you flamed into tears.

Every morning angel through this window...
Flows in the air,
Which cannot make to speak nothing else except you..
Circling birds singing sweetness,speak of you every second,as I hear so.
Waking a smile on my face,
An eminent seen I could not explain.



A light

A shrine amidst of devoid  desert is worth a life,
For the dying.
Choose a shephered for heaps of memories in you .
To safeguard from up rising storms.
Stare at every clink of coin tossed high,
Withought any  temporental perceptions.
Cut loose the anchors,that bind your tears with past.
Row into the sea of happiness and joy ,escaping liniency of life.
It is all despair causing betrayael to self.
Unstow every accord,into the sea of thoughts,
To defy the depth of phrases left unwritten,
At which you were warned alertness.

All the saples and  shrubs,digest the twinkle of soil,
Not just to survive but to eestablish their presence.
So , you a seed sown ,to replenish,
Into a very tenderly plant.
You were born to see warmish shine,
So you are aboard onto the surface of land to feel alive. 



Prey to victory...

Every  threat shall forget it's purpose,
If you are enough strong at your will
To supervise the steps of ladder to superior level.
Will a wish snd root it deep,
Care not any applause or  pause ,or any delivered hinderence,
Only dream in you shall burnn for thousands of years,Glowing bright.
Make a journey to peak and unique one,
So that none has suffered as you did this one last time.
Plot a plan ,so that enemy  breached of every drop of blood.
You hunger of kingship ,
Make your dream come true.

Isn't  far the day,
The day,that lanthern on street shall light your way ,
In empty  cimmerian way,
Ploughing it's own life for you ,as a deed of honour.
Isn't far the  Time ,
The time, that  you  dress fancifull to pulbish your grandeur.
Shall be Granted  by god.
All you need to pretend uncivilized,
And stand away distant enough ,from your wants,
Till and untill your aim satifies..

Make habituated to win,
With which every second spent wise.
Don't run into things you cannot afford .
As the poorness ,that colour of every nation,
Spreded as a disease ,from each year that world can't afford.

When you are victorious,
The floods of rivers , like the out break of revolt ,
That bleaches every shore pale without a single penny to  spare.
Will forget  own name ,to flash at and stays behind,
When you pass over the bridge of difficulties.
By your great  faith on God .

Walk miles,just not to run wrong direction,
Be a guard to the future missile.
Nothing can be gained ,in the way without pain.
The greatest example you shall never exile.



The present..............

A present , a gift  is a desperate desire to delight TRUTH IN YOU.
There clearness is cute, rich to confuse unwantedness.

Hire a messenger ,even hug him,
As he brings in some exult thoughts from other hearts for  you.
And  reply him with caring words ,IN SUCH A WAY,
So the letter is filled with concern for sorrow,
Fireworks as happy moments shall be blast into up sky,in  answer.
As a present  of festive  mood and shall not lack your honesty.

Shook  generous ego ,
Off the shoulders upto last breathe.

A win is not on oppenent ,
But on reasons led you to contend a fight.
Compel  puzzled selfish taste away ,
To excel the joy. is the present you give to self.

Every tune in us either wrong or right ,
Given,shall be acceptable in hUmble.
Bare this accusation  strive to win, is the sole reason we  born.
 As a bee of honey ,
Cursed of theft  of elixir from blossoms is not a convict.
And wishfull magical present of nature .

Though a lot fun ,not noted.
Shall not emphasize  towards unillumination of rejoice that has lived.
As clear as fresh face of a  self leess nomad
Shall be your thoughts, dull and clear.
Similar to moon's glow on a No moon Day
Is the presnt to the humans, a thorne tense relief.

But soon ,these little things,
The times we laugh whole heartedly.
Cannot be forgotten for entire life.
When walked with stick not much distance but enough far ,Old.
Have costed much to recall the memories of monuments built in past.
Every step we pass by ,we shall see a present of past.

Does not know when this lightless morning ends,
But knew for sure ,it reaches holyness and truth , after eclipse.
As toes  felt gloomy shade
After  walking in tormented way of  testification in sands.
An Oasis is the presnt of hope.

Walking on the shores of decisions,
You shall be a present yourself,
Just a sa messenger and a sparrow, rejoice for your own work.

I'm different.....

I am such accoustic,
Similar to the showers of rain,
Eager to touch the heart of coloured blossom,
For the scent to attain  the feel.

I am such strange,
Same as the unpredicted path of an arrow launched .
Cannot define,unless it hit destiny.

I was so foolish,
Same as the root of a plant.
Responsible for the glorius establishment of leaves into world.
But hidden deep inside ,by covering the layer of land.

As I struggled, the entire path,
I hardly forgot the times I laugh.
So me memoreis ,I fuled with great empires ruled by role models.
I found no time to write other lines,
So I wish to stop this down.

Running on wave.........

As a stone I  sat on the couch,
A little of some sadness in my heart,
Matching with prevailing dark in my room.

The light entering into my room,Attracted  the feeling of something large part  here.
Shared a space either sides of doors , the realness revealed.
Just seemed as the rays of sun, enroach onto earth,
The shine prevailed as mystic magic in my room.

The thoughts passed way , as a bullet gunned from a rifle.
I passenger of dreaming bus, 
Was busy as usual
Watching every incident of my life ,In the theatre  of Past.
Tuning into every memory,
Like a child watching a pole to pole ,sitting inside a train, through window,
I  imagined ,actually the Past.
I promised myself,to pay the God for my happiest moments.
Whilst I'm still on the side of an Ocean ready to get hit by bursty storm.

I smiled for every drop of rain,
Sprinkeld on my by mother sky.
I hardly knew ,that I was traveeling through dreams of past called memories.


Invention of Me...

I was surprised,after disovering the invention of  myself.
That truth, they say in this world is , I was born.
Here they say , I shall  learn to write and taught Deescipline in life.

I was surprised again ,
This time ,that I actually realised the reality of myself.
 As fresh breeze I  step on to this vast world.
I hardly knew ,
Our thoughts are  lacking wisdom, from times of immemorial.

Every day I lived,evry second i painted.
To see the best of future,than now.
As one civilized ,I was told.
As a literate ,I was addresed.
But now I invented, I am  a nomad wandering undressed,
In the midst of  civilization ,
Just not for myself,but for formalities to serve.

I have an uncurable disease,
Spread all over myself,   this is something I knew .
I have not cared, 
For what I left behind,
For those clouds I left raining,
For that tigress  in me ,I let to starve,
For those floods ,I left to overflow.

All I discovered I am living in hypnotised world by wants of luxury. 
I am just alive buybody,
But  dead by heart .
This is all invented of me For now.


Waking an alive corpse..

No hault,no sane shall remain ever.
In you  ,a  candle that is lit by  The majestic lord,God.
Shall show the route driven ,escorted  towards destinic  glory.
All , to be done ,not just write ,and saty still as rock.
But act  , only act.
As famined  is the art within ourselves ,for ages now.

Confront the day , the minute as not so to disappear.
Burry in deep swamp  the thought , that not  allow to unveil the mistakes.
Seek emancificated fellows around you,
As the green herb chooses, coluorfull state of efflorence,bright  flowers around.

Earn the fame ,
So with Wisdom rules, the kingdom  of  words coming indepth.
Sown in  soil that cannot be regretted in life's whole work , Inside.
Be truth , a word  ,So action be followed from behind.
Remember evry still of clock that ,
Words are blamed for fall of any nation ,Not the Swords.

Dream for a Name, a Style,
A Passionate piece of  flesh,eager to be diclared a winner.
So not to be perished in dungeon , crippled for forgery , misery Over peace.

So to be lighted in every sentence ,
Dare enough to be shredded ,
Against no charged Offence.
Even an inocent soul  you shall be delared by holy court.

Desire not a long life of a Verse ,
but Just dream a grain, a word of meaning , to support  a falling stem.
Short  fitted apt  and lead a glorius life.
So the crowd around shall feel honour to live under Our majestic command.


Nomad of my heart...



Show me now,a cloud cry,
Reel me how ,to film  a day,
Build a shore ,to throw me far from you,

Only the lord know,the swamp sweat I  take in How.
They way  I dred  ,till you KNOW , the story hidden deep  within.
End the shine , you show on me,
Stop the play you write casting me,
Oh ,god let me know,you fail me How ?

The smile that born on my face, loking at stormy Him.
The thought that Just  ,just I  dreamt ,ceasing  , from your world.
The time cried ,when you away,leaving me.
All I left ,left alone.

Without fail, O h ! thoughts  , just move and touch His heart.
Tell him now,I wish Him all ,so my life all alone, as only One.
All the doubts ,swayed away ,and blown away.

The mad I roam all the rooms ,
Breeze my time ,on your laughs,
Oh ! God tell him how,
All I wish only Him.

The debt i had to pay,I shall not repay,
It;s beauty for me,and foolish to world is known.
He might visit you ,Once ,The evening star,
Make only aquaintence,not love.
Because all I feel,breathe in me, is only He.

Just make way , for him to pass through my heart ,Oh ! mighty cloud.
And make him stay,in the tent of my soul for ever,
Then shall I pray you for hundred of years ,If not through out my life.

Even avenge all my fear ,all my fear.
My lone soul, waiting Him.

Escape of Hesperus - 3

Awe - inspiring ,My soul cried !
I walked the tempest way of the God ,to  reach P rincess.
The  many mountains ,in  passage  I slaked.
Tells the every stern difficulties I faced.
The desires Of me ,I burnt,
This a longest journey , a reign of Four lame Years.
The dark ness  escorted every way of mine towards a silent peace.

If not  Highness, no lady  Could dare enough to rest here , in a chilled dark.
If not this way  ,no chance the Princess chose the  else Other.
All I flashed at each shrine,the house of god,
Is to pray , 
  I hoped  to  foresee , the day I  wish to find  Highness.
And claim my fame worth the sun,moon,earth and sky.

Prevailing stories have been estimated,
Echoing superstitions formulated,
And to  trace the path I had to  seek  Angel's  help.
For path,to be dictated. 

Found at the passage of truth,
All the beasts misted Her Highness,
 Like dried petals of flowers to foresake.

Enroaching into  breathe,that  pearl.
Her Highness  turned into  flame of dream.
Crouching to be freed,
Her Highness sparkled the smile all Over .
Spokes have been pierced into lif's hard way,
Explained me the solemn reason for Great Escape.

Astonished !
Oh ! I see now goddess , herself goldness sheltered in .
In disguise of King's Princess,
She the Venus has landed on Earth,the MIghty One.
Flying feathered flemingo ,
Singing over steep tone,
Her Highness awakened Me , And headed heavenward.
I lost her path,
I shall deem for mistake ,at the King's Court.
All I have left is the broken path ,esteemed misery.




Escape of Hesperus {Venus}-2

I finder of disdain, hidden paths,
Cannot I, Assure the finding.
To trace the emancified soul .
And mysterous disappearence is  scorn disorder all came  known.
Beyond  walls of belief, I not and cannot be aware the way walked in light.
Her , the Phoenix concludes stonical desire on the deceptive Journey taken.

I knew ,Crossing thousands of milestones,
Disclosing the un - inspected  path,
The scorpion treasure is far deliciuos than this Hunt,I say.
Rushing ,  I brught the book with Ink , What shall I write ?
The dark that I see,
The pain I felt,
The way stroked with Rided sun bowl.
What shall I write Other than this ?

But , there I see a Hope,
A smile of rainbow,
Unpainted Butter fly,
A lushed squirrel ,in hunt for it's nut,playing at her feet of Highness .
 A song of beauty,Nightingale singing all in it's glidy fly.
Rested I , self in shade of grave , started helucinatng the illusions of Princess.

Ceased the story a Mystery,
To find the feeble wayof Her walk,
I adopted  Her way for first time ,since journeyed.
Soon see ,The king's Princess.



Escape of Hesperus {Venus}-1

Trumphets  yelled commanding the fort  ,alert.
Sealed, freezed the  smile over Kings cresent jaw.
Burrying every tomb,thoughts runned into phrases,into carvings on stones.
Noticing  clear intention of escaped  Princess,
The Retro castle hired  the SPY to chase 'Vanish'.

The Lady Prince,Pretty  flowers blossomed joy,
The evening Star ,the beauty hire ,The Prince Hesperus , self on sail.
Amazingly branched scented leaves,
Magnifiqye the coloured Clouds.
Redded roses all  Over the way,
Singing welcome for the Diamond walking this Way.
Bluish textured fainted waters falling,high ,
To hail at the Princes palms washing  spangled dirty feet, Swaying fast.
Speaking to buzzing bees........
A lavender portray of sunshine ,just sneaked through to watch,the Jewel ,the Topaz. , the Pearl

A song of miracle,
Would disappear at sunset ,
Welcoming the gazing Star to Her self ,The Highness.



Storm's way....

Enchanted, a lost girl..
Found at the gates of truth.
In between The screams of wild beasts , As a pet you sheltered.
To break the silence,
I started rooting you around  my self,availing a peace of a second.
Disclosing thoughts in the convenient In cagnito.
To wash Out the rival tears of  you.
I wish to avenge your every Fear.

How shall I know, To ripe the smile on your pleasant Praising lips.
Rushing as fast as floods ,I brought The Book,ink.
I flowed each strink,
Bringing every art in hidden to draw a Sketch of little Storm.

Suddenly I heard A voice,
"Oh ! god wake up",shouted mother.
I woke up
 This storm is the girl ,
And I was dreaming .
Seriously !



He a stone sculpted into warrior,
A demon grown into an Angel,
A curse over dungeon dark,
Night mare  for faultious RHINE'S.
Because he ,the future weapon..

OH ! historians get ready to encript the histories,
        Great sands ,with due respect step aside,
Sorceress O ceans  make a way,
Mighty wind just go silent,

With thunders welcoming,
In lightened path,

Here He comes,A canon ,an extreme self.
The greatest ever,poisoned tail scorpian,
Touch not Him , a flaming Sun,
He a sharpened Sword  ,ready ,rip apart the neck .
Nevr try deny flaw's,
He the writer of fate.

An eminent arrow driven ,through the enemy chest.
Great ready taking hard rocks,never want easy roads.
Greatest is the name of  generated Courage.
He Inspires a roaming soul on verge of death .
He a stone sculpted into aWarrior.................

Scar's on face,is the lame reward recieved.
Clotted blood feed the hungry flies,in around.
Checked at every fall,
Through the hell He stepped into Heaven.
Never ceased at any sense touches.

People ,  praised him a Princess  of jungle king star.
And I named Him, An Angel,
But from Hell.



I .....Your Heart.....

You a Calamite,lie in my heart.
Justify your stay ,before you drew the Heaven away.
Blazzing wind shredded away ,
The shining leaves That aged dry..
Falling as  a helpless hope,off the kindled  branches
Similar as  you  in dreams ,the thief of my nights.......

Stunts you create ,for the jury 
To satisfy A reasonable  fog fall..
 I stand as aaccused in all your claims..
As Written I thought  am invincible..
Feeling you every lone minute my Knight.
yes, I born for only you to conquer...

Tender snow breezing earthdown,
Touching warm skin of breathe of land..
 You strive tons of times to drive my attention..
But I ,a princess in disguise a maid in palace filled with your scent..

Now I turn around ,no sign i see you in the wonderfull portraits of Me...
Where I found me ,is A dungeon again ,
Again served thesame  lonliness you left..
Taultuous thoughts surround my every slight movements,
As the brightened clouds bearing your name in my heart..
Ready to rain your Affectionate LOve.... 
My heart is with you ,My Knight..



Wave Nature......

The defeated you , Oh ! a mighty wave.
Know where you move.
Past flashing fast the  shores.
Directionless ,fictionless  may be the part of your play.
But  breaching every accord,
You pay a costly visit to us.

As we learnt Over times ,
You never try even to know the sublime meaning of halt.
Then conquer speed,accelerate your dreams  to query future.
Severe will may be our protest to stop you.
Decorated with water bowls,You shine  as silver stake..

Over the stream no one has ever born,Yet.
Not in this century , or the coming.
As you banish each life into depthed  dark.
You uniting with holy wind,
Then laugh with hurricane , clearing every  thing in sight ,
You merge every self within.

In shallow earthly cave ,
Frightened from you hidden the Fear and the Darkness together.
The treasure found lurking through the lusting Depths of waters.

But all with respect  We pray,
"All is you isn't a demon , But   strengthened face of nature" .
" Everything had happened we respect assume  as the process of life ' .

In the process of life, 
Your life came exist , Just not to hit the banks.
Every but , to hit the banks.
To prove the power of god's grace you born.
And to show how gazed your noise,to every soul ,resisted you.

Honoring you a floating self,
We wish all through is just a pass through.
Running up stream ,we have countless lives to feed.
Just drive us a pass away.

As your son's ,but of new age ,
We all wish is just a pass through.























OH ! White lilly..

Have I been a bee clouding in the sky,
Long time I see ,a Sea to Sail.

Was worth the moment,
From the womb born the baby calf.
Birthing calf scented flesh,but pure Enough to it's Mother to lick ...............

So am I ,a Coloured flower,
Drawing the fragrance from Dough itself....
I walk deemed,into this Sky feild,
Totally lush ,with strength filming Candles of Love...
Glowing aloud,I hear the smile of Nature..
Rescenting my Commence.........
I finally realised,
All that established in life ,Was a pinch of feeling happy and related..

I trust in god, So I believe in Process of life............
I Die in Peace,
Drinking drops of rain ,filled with solace...
I walk into Ocean waters.
Nobody to Care..
Oh ! Only a white  Lilly to spare her tear for me.......



World Hidden....

The beast come ,
so  the viens are  Vibrant.
As messengers are not rested from devoting  Superstitions..

The Profound way of justice was bestowed to the Clever.
Having the trust on Entrant scholar's   in the Court of World..

The entrance furnished with a Calmness of Science.
Could  a thought bore a flower of Tomorrow.....

As  the scarce  is the Power at pool of Issuing  Magic.
So where does    the hided souls flee..

A world must not be rusted ,
With the curse of  deficit  utensils.
Wish a thought of change could a born ...
Softing the glimpse of  Undernatural stress on the  unfueled Ideas.

SImple,and sooted words must be rooted,
That reach the birth of the Earth ...
And ending the mystery of fore told Propheceis.....

There is a place hidden indepth,
In the hearts of pure dreamer,
Free from all source of Harmness..
Dictioned through ages,
It was discovered in Peacefull Souls..
Ending the  prophocies of Time walkers.....

Unite our World,
Is the word hidden in  this  world....


The Virtual Pain.

To redeem from Owned fouls,
Ruining the secret Past , fun wishes decree for redemption.
Though absurd feelings are auspiciuos to Heart now.
I was fine ,  allowing the agony into the darkened presence.

Essence of excitement ,  was all whispered by the plunged  Second.
As the fate hooked towards  a Holy Journey.
Virtual is the face to be turned towards you.

I ran summoning Vital  wonders , priceless .

All I wish is a prIstine , pure  desire....
Is the Simper of happiness,
To be smeared on your lips.

Please abondon me from the Echo of hatred....
Into the  world,like a baby sparrow to glide  As a freesome  soul....
With rising my feeathers ,
To welcome the warmth of  sunshinly Happiness...
I wish not be a Pleasantly sounding Symphony,
But just a thought of the sound i would like to be .....


The Breached....



You admire self.. 
As it is outstanding your  Vengefull Nature.
I desire not to think of the " MOMENT OF DEATH "  that hasn't arrived.

I deserve not the thought of future,
Whilst you are in the centre of the tickling clocks..

 Under cover of tomorrrow I see hell,
Not to invite any friendly ghost of rushing TIME I'm ready..
But you Wanted to be lone..............And start feeling lify....

Sink the memories into  the dreams ,if they are harsh.
With a flash at their faces, bang to  second of hope..
Which gave the trouble some taste,to your well flavoured life.
That is so hard to take into stomach.


I would wipe of my self ,Far away from memories.......
Because  I like my heart to be a rock...
And not to try at the things of joy,to cut loose....

So  to fore sake  Me to feed the hungry hens..
You can'i raise a butcher to hunt me down.

THough You are a broken Diamond.
Make a note that every piece shines with a Tinsel of gleam  through Out my heART.
And you are worthy more,
With pieces seperated...
But served the purpose of your heart reaching the  ONE you Dream .



Sheltered Mind...

I trust the way I am.
Not choosed by someone .
Not chased by any one.
Feeling safe in the hands Praying God............

Thoughts fond of myself ,has already rushed  into future.
So as to descend into the presence,just had to mourne at my grave..
Please  cool the life before it is cubed with the Worries.....
Ear is strange to confess what it heard....
From the deep wells of world,the HEARTS.

Knew heart is  not adorable to anyone...............Confused Why I Cry ?
Finding ways to miracle myself......
The life that    none   can     choose is like  be-ing Myself....

So that at least it is at it's own Ease,me thoughts to run Out-Off Afterlife....
I wish I could Fly like a semi major spidey,
In the streets ....if to be happy.

As   these goals of life  have sheltered in my mind, as if it is a refuge camp.
I am not at peace to come off the fear of tomorrow.

NObody likes a sinking ship,
But mine is such one,

So try to patch before it is gone..
And is applicable to every ONE.


Smile I Await..


The time was very hypnotic , at the moment  You saw me.....
I think I mazed a mistake, by taking you through my Way.

Many souls hunts my Lineage and reputed Rumours.
As rivalry for the You Makes me to claim Indepth feel of luv.


Ascends were fairy tales,in my world,
               When you are ,Only Lit  the salughted Dream.

My calmness rails the world,with thousands of canons To blast...
To create ctreations ,Wonders worry to be sanctioned to extinct by my Hand.

History and the world,asked me to promise .
That I shouldn't allow the angel pierce through my heart..
Because they feared ,as this Legend would try decelerate  evem from the oceans of  gold..
Leaving the treasure  as drop of tear for you........

I warn you .... to saty alive in this lonely SPRING.
As my nature is cunning to Push you out of my heART..

God's raised me towards a reason ,
to clamp the glory of evil to hell...
But  in my thoughts ,When I walk with you...........     

       Your smile was a spy       

The Grl in dream..

Bringing the catostrophe , you unlimb the Mountains of my feelings..
So many languages the Mind of me can soup,
Neither it recognised the ascent  of your words
Nor It Maps  your Precise smile to its Way...

Why was you await whaen incarved love of mine was portrayed ..on walls of my World.


Raw feel on me Is what your eyes suspect me Off.
Knowing alone is the Way that I should take back home,
You selfish made me through half path at you reach..
Alone is you,
Abondoned my ship with Something broken in the chest of me.

Were you still awake and asouled as it was darkened night,
without your breathe  on chilling breeze of active Life.

Praising your return home,
Is the diseases ,for medication I required..

I am Unbroken piece of pearl in the lane of shine..
waitng for you to be worn...


Freedom's literature

With the thunders  wrapping Around you.
You move accompaining the hopes of thousands.
Venturing the sounds of clash louder untill it reach our ears , you fiGHt.
What cresents you desire other than our fineness...
 Roaming alone in your shadows , I WRITE your rememberence...

To hear goodness , as the song you revolute at the stakes of Time...
So the fire you praise and raise in our hearts ,at our a-home,
Is the burning reason,We donate our seconds of the glorius worship,
To your feet to be written and marked with blood in the Historian Bilble.

You the fearless,
Chanting your names wil the songs be Woven in the thoughts of Poets .....
Hope my Pen hs bought thousand lif'e pryers from  god TO ACCord your biography.

I dream of you every click of the clock,
So you shine as the sparking Sun througjh the foam of suppression..


Need not worry my brothers.....They hold Our Flag ....
No need to doubt ,they own the War at our side..
Roaming awake to wake the your shadows..
I WRITE your rememberence....





Dear heART,

What would you be earning ,when You choKe Yourself ?
Why would you cry for decuiling girl and harrazing relation ?
What will you be Owning,
At the time when your strings drop off ?
Why do you roar  in greif for Something that is Nothing ?

You  haven't seen the World Outside.
And it is seen  enough selfish.
Only me that could understand you..,That how you Die on Her..

So break my Breathe,and I am not selfish to set you freee...
Here after you can be her's for Ever..........

                                                                                              ........... by a SPY.

Grievance for Help

Drink the tears of Oceans of your hearts,
So that you could be ever thirst of relations.

We all talking about your fierce,
We  all hiding our frighten at your feet...

Moving with the hunger of dead,
We pray  the each Herbs and shrubs..
THe pebbles and plants 
AND the Mighty is the Mother of hope to avail you the free path to happy sleep.

Console your art ,fence away the fear from your heart.
WIth all our hands Put together to help you,and praise  you all the Wise...
Souveneir is our thoughts ,that work only at Speech.
We keep no Dream to serve you to heaven..

Who says that the "Child Is the Nation ,of next  future " ?
As none cares you  at the foot doors of the homes..
They bless you with the Half eaten bread slices as Your lunch
With dear ants to share your food.... 

Who understands your hungryness  ?
As me walk on strrets and make Articles on your lifestyle..
God has everyone to look ,"MAY  HE SHALL BE SHY TO SERVE YOU ANGELS"...

[Note:This pic is adopted from unknown site ,hoping no copy right problem occur.As this is just to bring AWare]

A Warrior's way

The walls of road ,shall be honoured
Souls of pain reach to decree the Vengeance
Soon, very  soon...
It might be punished,YOur sin.

But cannot the past is that would suffer
May not the future is Paused at the storm break.
All is harmed is  the presence to Arose my people...

As the breeze of blood wasn't listed in the Flavour of Hunting.
It was the scent of Jest..

Fasten the every light in your path,
So the warriors are brightened with the golden Gesture  of Lanthern.
They come YOu the  whole as they bring you the soul.of Mother's GLory..

Long LIve warriors !
 AS the History Starves for YOu to encript Itself, 
WIth the INk  that shall never fade..


All the world strains like a Reflection from YOU.
You showed Him a way to  walk without You.
It was no hard fossil for me to walk,but all  that hurts is to walk without you.

As you said ,him saw many images but none have heart like you  to have a Print.
I have been speaing on you every lousy second.. like a farmer.
With his head towardsthe sky,
For the blossomed  blackish clouds,
Having the hope of plenty waters to Rain.
I have been counting  all These DAYS ,as the weapon WAS rusting for the need of revenge.

At the end this is the Toy story,
I will give up  thousand  lakes of Sands just for your worthy,lovely TEAR.
You broke my strings that never ,ever Tie up Agian.
And my heart is not empty,but with all your Mirages.
As your name on my hand still shines..?
Him heart fears  you a lot  as it is haunteD by She.

Be on  the  word as You were neve...r.
BUt be this time once foer ever a life's wrong guess ..
Cry once today......for yourself as they way you look...
No pain to serve your Gratitude ,no more hunt is  to be done on the compassion of My Crush.

Angel ! Do  the roaming charges apply  in your heART  ?



The Confession..


The way you walk on my heart ,
Is the way as the River swifts down the blazing fear from firm hill.
With the colours of life,sounding heavens,
Making peaceful notes around the heart ,you walk like a dream
With the thousands of  flowers crying for you ,
You run making the  oceans as your  canvas, TO paint the beauty of my LIFE.

The moment I see you,
MY heart hears the    the SONGS sung only by angels.
Him eyes gets elated to see She  walking with rising Sun.
As the nature smile's at him Bringing her to him,
He expands as the day and ends his flight  at Her feet.

You recite in my life
And cherish my pleasures with care
But they all my Dreams ,just breaks down as the Flakes of Snow aT THE SUNRISE.

As  the truth must not be deneid,how hard may be it to the lonely heART.
That him was bleated on her crush.
But I'M happy to contend with me in the game of Hatred.
I'm also happy you had enough hate me ,But I am Bad at saying Good bye.
Can't you find me no more,as the WAves can't hardly reach the clouds.

THe mighty Sky slapped me on my face with thunder that not to wait you any MORE.
And the Fairy rain split  in my Eyes,as  my eyes....WAnts to hold on to you.. Forever...

As they  forgot ,
                       "BEauty of  sun set can only be seen, for FEwer moments tthrough the entire DAy"

And all His sins can be forgiven only by Her.
This is all my confession to a Beautiful Rose.......





Regards to mother....,
The flesh of yours ,is the body i live with and is binding me with your  Hunger..
Now I am ready to share your Path and your Revenge For your dead sons.
I see today you have least relations to bother,
ALL these newer days ,your fingers are getting timid as they can't hold it any more this SIN.
As it took months in your womb,
I heard your every  cry  for the sons who laid there heads in the way of thorns for your freedom.
May i be only weeks old,with weak muscels to cling together..
But mother i have born with the Greatest destiny TO earn Your freedom.
As the blood on the face of your sons and daughters You see.
Brings the Tears  of past in our eyes...MOther

The gift of you,to me the first birthday present is  to realise and propagate me towards my destinic freedom.
As this Idea has taken birth through my heart to FLEE You from the clutches of deadly imperilistic demon .
Don't You worry the demon which is a weed in my farm,
With the blessings of your sonsin the Heaven  it will get crushed.
In field when i plough my farm called Nation ,with the Blood you gave.And is like burning fire.....
As my blood has only one colour,so are my eyes have one dream...
Which I dream of Everyday till You are FREED.
      By a SON..

End To Start

If I work incessantly ,i may  find the clues for the Mystery behind the reality.
As the death can be dramatical  but must is  a REAL.
From the dark ,there can be LIghT.
As there is a Hope of tomorrow  even in the eyes of Deadliest dark KniGHT

Even  insect  covered by the soul of the grand stone,
feels warm   in the death chilled icy-waters.
Mountains whose peaks solemnly invisible to naked human eye,
 Covered In the stowed dark slithering snowy clouds,
can be seen only by who rows the death with powerful Armoury.
As it's peaks speaks by transcending their power of its soulful water,
To the flourishment of greatest dynasties at its feet  ,
By cutting its own arms flowing down as UN-known.



When a star know's  it is going to die,
Who's help it can seek.
If the cause is a tomorrow can only be brought by it's strategic Mysteroius DEATH.
Who is going to  DIE? If life is a trap.
If life is a trap,which rabbit has the Herculion guts to tear the FOrtune With roar of its Sword.

How can i rise against my own DEath.
If All  that i can change the world is just for a crash !
Who's going to drown in the HeRT of destruction.

So i decided me ,to  be MYSELF  as it was before.
God's whispersd with this dying body  that" A Start is needed .But......... ,"


So Dear dearest soul ,
                           GRACIOUS ! soon meet an" END TO START BY"...

  BY a spy...





Angel's "Dream To War"

The dream that you dream,must be  Desire.
Now that DESire  is YOUR hope,
SO as the WEApon is your dream and in born the dream is the AIM.
The weapon is the Armour,is the strange protector of your courage..

War you raise is must a win and  a Victory.
As they say it,"God's stands in the arm of the warrior who shows,
the Valour of his Weapon,that is the Dream".

The only soul that is joyous even at the war, is your's the Bravest.
Remember nothing easy nor the victory,
Every thing is as hard so the "Curse of the Hunger".

A Dream is the voyage of the thought to the Courage.
A run towards enemy,To welcome his death with his blood.
A fear full dark that you forces seek for " Shadow of the LIGHT "

Oh! warrior!
 Your destiny awaits your  commence,To lend you it's way towards the THUNDER of  magic.

Pray the gods to untie your soul with  all your earthly relations.
Ask to unite your heart with your dreams to fight.
You are
The one with toughest soul in the clutches of these unbravely insecure heARts   .
Realise the glory that comes with DEath.
The death shall be remembered  for the last of the HIstory of your HEART,          

COME you are the reason of a revolt to your Destiny,
And i am the WAY,the GODDESS ,who woke your dreams....





He is running hard,with an ABYSS.
No delicate path,he is SwagGering.
With the Testimony and suPerstitious terror...he ran  climbing the creators created CLIFFS...
HIS past came bringing evil  claims..and
His  solace lies in trading his RING  for his future..
He stopped and thought having  alook  BACK..
WITH rubbish posture.............he stood.
He ROARED at the SKY.

Why i am still running?
Why i stood under the keen of supppression..?

His roar dropped a take  vengeance ,A WEapon called the TRUTH from the sky.
CLearing the clouds of Harm ,Hunger,Heat that gave the burning sweat....

 NOW there is no fire to burn
No smoke to utter a speech.
Only cool breeze flying around his freee soul.

THE DIVINE VOICE TOLD...."have you ever spoke the truth You would be the .
 Wealthiest of water as the Ocean..
Richest of  tribes as the RIver...
Finest of the EarTh  as the DIAMOND.
always HAVE YOU SPOKE the truth.
                 YOU WOULD BE ALIVE    
Then he spoke god,      
IF you have not ever  given me such  a life ...
.......PEOPLE  have not used your name to call GOD


Stab the heart ,why do you wait on it to pursue your course.
As it was your aim at me
To do as so much i could cut my heart into pieces.

Pretend to be unknown, wasn't my prOfession as you see but with your heart..
To explain my thirst was  ,  DIFFICULT.
Yes,it was enough difficult as your  thoughts through my dreams have such woven,
Like my life had it's touch with its destiny.

Where do you still think   I am  going to play this game ,
Called "Hide from me to seek not your  love ,
But your trust .....When ? "


YOU see " My   heart is  passion enough to urge its dive into your DREAMS.."


Whenever my eyes as they float for you .
In your empire of style,compassion,youth,greedy nerves.
They collapse  the distance between us .


It gave the sense of the almighty touch,
With a play of poems to conquer my Feelings.,
When   you are aboard on my heart ..
The wind brings its reasons to touch  you with a smile.

FLowers are floating for you my heart 
Please Come colleCt them.

 Because ,HIM  heart says it don't wants to wait a second for SHE'S arrival.
                                                             BY a SPY.....



Day in the light

The rise was all over at a sudden
Every street was up and above with the STREAM  of people.
Droping me at the mart , the two wheeler rested in peace.
IN THE ASSEMBLY LANE,it had agift of parking ticket.

Picked up a SMILE From the guard at the entrance,my
SHOE stepped in to the WORLD of wantsand needs.

THE skin felt cild coz of the       
cold bold,differentiating air ..with air on the roads.

FINISHING gifting my self, stood in the billing race,with the three more ENGINES ready to ATTACK.

EYES were souping on the GIRL in the YELLOW BOOTS.
All at asudden the bill killer, pulled the COLLAR of my BILL.
MY wallet crooked with huge smile..

 THE credit card ADOPTED  the face of monkey theft but with  Depression.
THE BOY  swiped the card like a sword.


GOT to go home waiting for what said my WATCH.






                       ye  loyalonikaina praveshinchagalige samardhyam.

                 ye manusunaina pindeyagala balam dani sontham.
Sutiga adige prathi prashnaku,
                                                       manishi moham cheppe jhewaabu yee NISHABDHAM.
Chache prathi geevaiki shashvatham yee NISHABDHAM....
Dharichoope  dhana veerulanu saitham ,dhikhukkuthochaneeyakunda chesedhe yeeNISHABDHAM......

IDI kudurukunte oka viplavam,CHELAREGITHE IKA NARAMEDHAM,
GOPPA yodulu dharicheraneeyani shvasa yee NISHABDHAM........


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