Sunday, November 22, 2009
BOOKS
in this world's library, we are books having thousands of pages, with numerous words, and in between them, lies many irreparable truths...
CHANGE
days shall change,
may be the years too,
but the darkness will still exist,
its not wishes that has to be passed,
its not a saviour who has to be reborn,
it is us who has to change our self...
may be the years too,
but the darkness will still exist,
its not wishes that has to be passed,
its not a saviour who has to be reborn,
it is us who has to change our self...
ROPE
A broken rope is tied. It will have a knot on it. If we have to avoid the knot, the rope will get small. Once broken it shall never ever regain its first shape...
DISEASED
people stay away from you, bcoz you may be ill by body, friends stay away from you, bcoz you'll be ill by mind.dont hesitate, start taking pills now itself...
ACCIDENT
the face of acceptance, you express not to appear;the kindness, you wish not to give;the cry of pain, you like not to hear;the prayer of faith, you dont know to submit...you drive the vehicle, you avoid obstacles, you gain speed, you meet the most dreadful accident...
ARE YOU DEAD?
expecting to see tomorrow's sunshine, the day left me behind with a lot of unanswered questions towards me to quest within, i surrendered some answers for them, but a few still left, the rest i asked for your help, no answer still, i now doubt;
are you dead yet?
dont you hear the call of the child?
are you dead yet?
dont you hear the call of the child?
STOCHASTIC
let the mercy be the rain
in the reign
of pain.
once you begin it,
there's no escape,
no turning back.
you,
find your feet
to stand.
you,
fight your curse
to live.
life is so stochastic,
you live it,
not somebody...
in the reign
of pain.
once you begin it,
there's no escape,
no turning back.
you,
find your feet
to stand.
you,
fight your curse
to live.
life is so stochastic,
you live it,
not somebody...
ILLUSION
time is just a counting system, numbers are instincts to tell you to be aware because your sins will haunt you out, when you step out of the illusion of reality
SHARPNESS
the sharpness of knife could be known when they are used to cut something, but the sharpness of words are felt, when they fall upon our heart
PITY
i saw my whole life as if i had already lived it...an endless parade of curses and burning vengeance; always the same narrow people to show the pity in name . . .
FOOLS
read if you have the ability to understand, look if you feel sympathy, talk if you can speak, consider if you can, hate if you are free to hate; not all are FOOLS
STATE
Everything has its wonders, even darkness and silence, and i learn, whatever state i may be in, therein to be content...
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