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Falling freely through seas of emptiness. Tossing, turning, drifting, lifeless. At the speed of light. Lost all count of time. Seeping thro...

Friday, 11 December 2015

Awakening



The life that you lived turns into a dream.
Awakened from this slumber, you walk into reality.


The material becomes immaterial.
The immaterial that once was, treads along into eternity.


Death sets you free from the illusions of these petty worldly ambiguities.


Monday, 9 November 2015

Blasphemy


Barbarism within civilisation

insanity within communities 

selfishness within prayers

a doomed society within a blind and deaf country

where Gods are placed higher than love, care and humanity

where the cultures and traditions are valued higher than practical reality

where the people and their virtuous values are sacrificed in the name of religious sentiments

where religious preachings of peace, unity and equality are interpreted by it's disciples as the rule of egos, pride and the wealthy

forgotten are the true teachings of the sacred gods

far astray are the children of this land of the holy rivers

forbidden are the roads that lead towards the oneness of all

and they would say 
"blasphemous is this wanderer,
 for he knows nothing at all!"







Thursday, 3 September 2015

The chosen demons!



In hell they lay,
till they escaped and found haven in here,
And so they came and came in thousands.


They sent to grave the helping hand.
Murdered Palestine and took over its lands.

Put them in prisons with walls so high.
In Zion's name, committing these crimes.

Given them a life that even animals don't lead.
A living hell, for mercy they plead.

Illegal occupation and settlements of the Zionists only grow everyday.

While the world sleeps, Palestine shrinks away.

Lives of others aren't as precious as theirs.
And the bodies keep mounting. With women and children it's the same affair.

A superior race with great technology.
It's bullets and missiles vs stones.The death of all humanity.

No morals, only satanic desires.
The demons cheer as they rain death by fire.

Even the world is blinded by the holy veil.
Did the scriptures foresee this day,
when under torments, the innocent would reel?

No respite, no refuge for the children of Palestine,
The devil fills his chalice with their blood and devours it like wine.

A Promised Land this is.
For the ones exiled.
But for the humanity that burns,
Only ignominy is what defines..
ZION!
Oh EVIL ZION!
One day,.
Yes, one day!
You shall pay for your crimes!!








http://www.alternet.org/world/noam-chomsky-what-american-media-wont-tell-you-about-israel

http://www.aljazeera.com/indepth/opinion/2014/07/how-many-palestinians-been-kil-2014726131843576945.html

Monday, 20 July 2015

Simplified

One look is never enough.
The eyes are only prisoners to its spanning magnificence.
Its ethereal presence
Peerless appearance.

Staring away, I'm lost in its horizons.

And then it grows on me..

The sheer expanse of the velvet glazed laces put together into this magical carpet.
Glistening and shimmering.
Ominous and overwhelming.
Captivating and engulfing.
Liberating and soaring.

Waving out as if it recognises me.
Roaring aloud as if it's calling out to me.
Washing ashore and sinking my feet.
Opening a portal and teleporting me deep.
Cutting me off from the chaos of this illusion called reality.
Submerging me into an unadulterated silence of divinity.
Plunging me into the solace of eternity.
Bathing me in the after glow of epiphany.

I sense a bond. A pull so strong.
Between the cosmic universe and the life force that's been inside me all along.
Whispering voices into my ears.
Revealing secrets that diminish my anxieties and fears.

Answering questions to this life and its meanings.
Defining the purpose and enlightening me with its teachings.


Believe not what I see outside. But in what is felt inside.
For the voice of the force can only be heard with closed eyes.

Let go of the pain and sorrows.
For my soul too is an ocean that will always flow. Even through the narrows.

No presumptions. No apprehensions can ever hold me back.
I can defy the past. Clear blue skies and rainbows are tomorrows forecast.

Today in this form. And tomorrow I'll be gone.
A new world. A new journey accompanied by a new song.

Let me just take in the beauty as I foray.
Into a new beginning. A new end followed again by a new day.

Every other has been set onto his own path.
I'm not to judge or cross.

But to reflect goodness as it is the only thing that will last.

Do my every bit for love without any expectations.
So my heart won't have any regrets later nor any lamentations.

What I receive shall be my reward.
Whether I gain or lose what I most adored.
It shall be a boon in disguise.
Even through pains I will again rise.


The force that brings forth the light from the darkness,
The force that manifests the existence out of  nothingness,
Is the same force that lives through me to meet its purpose.

The oceans always offer the answers that I seek.The life force itself seems to have transformed into the mystic seas.
The heart takes over the mind.
The soul instantly connects with the higher power and combines.

My apprehensions suppress. My worries evanescence.
Enlightened and relieved I fly over the ocean gleaming in resonance.

The sea never has ignored me.
Wide open its arms always consolidified me.
Encouraged,  empowered and  amplified me.
Enchanted, enhanced and simplified me.

And one look is never enough.
As the eyes are instantly in submission to its expansive wisdom.

Sunday, 5 July 2015

Drifting

Falling freely through seas of emptiness. Tossing, turning, drifting, lifeless. At the speed of light. Lost all count of time. Seeping through the sub zero temperatures of space, leaving behind a trail of frost and despair. Headed towards nowhere. Weightlessly floating through the dark matter. Lost in a dream where I am finally united with her. The visions appear at random. Vivid, peregrine and inviolable. The darkness gives way.

Thousands of miles away, her scent sends every corner of me into a tumultuous frenzy. Her zealousness clasps me as the claws of a heathen fire spitting dragon unleashed to decimate every bit of me.  I have waited many a centuries for this. Yearned for this moment since as long as I can remember. I give in to her monstrous pull.

She's a precious jewel in this vast blackness. Glowing & shining from far far away. Conquered and routed out, every pulse of my conscience is in servile submission to her indomitable radiance at once. I am drawn to her as a mindless wasp towards the Venus. I am whirled towards her, unbound, uncontrolled. At the speed of knots, I cover vast distances in matter of seconds. No heavenly body can hinder my course. My lust for her skin is uncontainable. I'm dragged towards her in willingness. Nothing can stop me. No, not even the entity called god.

I can no longer contend this wait of ages as I approach her atmosphere. Her aura sends tremors wreaking havoc through me. Coming out of the eternal cold, her touch makes me realise the meaning of warmth. I feel alive after a millennia of twilight. My pulse flutters. My veins explode. Sparks go off. No friction can stop me now as I am lit up brighter than the sun. I caress her layers of softness as I come through with self destructive velocity. I am her shooting star. Her arms open wide as she embraces me as I am.

This is how I always picture it in my every dream. And the trance continues.

This is the end of me as I knew. It is my rebirth as I now know.

The chain reaction doesn't take too long. The surface of the sun burns with as much intensity as she impinges on me. I head towards my inevitability. From a ball of flames to a bright white spark, I turn to ashes and rain down upon her, lighting up her skies, bringing down shimmers of satisfaction.

I merge with her.
Alas, I am one with her.
Complete.
With life again
I am replete.
I am not a lone soul anymore.
I have found my gravity.

Saturday, 27 June 2015

Awaiting the light.

Black turns to grey and then violet followed by a hue and finally the sky turns blue.
Left on this blue conundrum, yet to stumble upon a clue.

All these colours adding up to the magic that is this perfection.
Conflicting shades, each one weaving their own mesmerising spells.

Still no dawn of realisation. Still living the petty belief of being a superior race.
Ain't it apparent? Painted on the same canvas, we are all sketches with just another face!

Every pigment, has been brushed off the same palette and yet every figment is an overflowing chalice.
Why discriminate amidst his colours, styles, shades and shapes? When they all magnify the beauty of his landscape.

A monochrome can never match the panache of this melange.
Its pulchritude is only enhanced by the vibrancy of every unique stroke.

May the rays of epiphany break through the dark clouds.
May his mosaic revel in the enlightenment of the new dawn.

Tuesday, 16 June 2015

Awakening



The life that you lived turns into a dream.
Awakened from this slumber, you walk into reality.


The material becomes immaterial.
The immaterial drifts into eternity.


Death sets you free.


In memories you live on.

Wednesday, 22 April 2015

The higher truth

You laugh at me and mock my obsession with the goodness of the superheroes, saying how could I be so childish? That I need to grow up! That, religion is the only way for one to look towards. For superheroes are silly and fictitious. For there is nothing higher than Religion. That Religion is the only truth.

But do take a little time and think before you preach Religion to me.There are so many Gods & so many Religions. And all are supposed to be true. I can't go against any of them, or I too will be declared a fool. And where do these Gods exist? In reality? or in fiction of our mentality? Aren't they the Gods of All Worlds? Or of just one single community? Will only a handful of their followers be allowed into paradise while the rest are thrown into the fires of agony? When righteousness, goodness and the correct way of life is what they all impart then why have their teachings not ended the wars of centuries? Blinded by the aura of these Gods we all follow their divine religions. Their heavenly guidelines only seem to have widened the gap between their worldly disciples. Religious sentiments only seem to have led to the murder of humanity. Logic has been thrown into oblivion. Common sense has taken a back seat. And while we are busy fulfilling the expectations of our sacred religions this earth suffers at the hands of its devout ardent followers. The Guardians of Religion have failed humanity. Religion has outshone goodness. Religion has lost to evil. Religion has coalesced with money and power and now reigns supreme. Religion has our society bound in its clutches. We need to be free, to think, to do and to be.

At least in fiction lies a world where a hero rises and becomes a beacon of hope and betterment.
He is born out of our own need to defeat the darkness within.
He is born out of our own need to root out the corruption around us.
He is born out of our own need to set an example the whole world could follow.
He is born out of our own need to fight for justice when our own systems crumble into mere hollow shackles.
He is born out of our own need to fill the gaping void with empathy, selflessness, righteousness and goodness.
He is born out of our own need to reinforce the faith of people in God and his goodness.
He is born out of tragedies, lost all that was dearest to him and taken a vow that no more should any other suffer his fate.
He is born out of miracles that come true not for him alone but for humanity as a whole.
He is born out of the power of the sun that inspires us to give without the expectations of getting anything in return.
He is born out of an undying and relentless force of goodness that will never stop.
He is born out of oneness that sees all faiths, castes, races and colours in one light.

Naive I may be to be fascinated by these superheroes. But, when Money, Power and Religion divide and break the society into blind empty souls, it is the ideology of these superheroes that fills this hole. Theirs is a clearer picture to look up to. Their vision is the ideal pedestal to step up to. From here we can surpass the steep religious boundaries and transcend to the higher morals of the Gods. We are Gods men and it is our responsibility to spread his goodness. What purpose could he have created us for after all. Religion, I believe is not the truth that we must follow, but we must rise above to see the higher truth, we must walk the path of the gods, we must strive to be the mirror image of the Gods, we must spread their goodness, we must bring out the superhero within.