Are you in ?

Are you fortunate enough to have what your dreams desire ?
Are you dreaming of a meal after a few hours ?

Can you imagine ?
Imagine that for a straight 62 hours
food is not finding it's way into your life.

Water is a vague term for your mind..

There is a lot to wish..
and then there are the unfortunate who have dreams tied to an anchor.
An anchor that defines the very perception of man and buries it to the depth.

It's true you know,
Hunger defines who you are.
Thirst drives your soul..

But maybe you don't know
Maybe you do..
but whatever be the case..
you are not the one with dried tears.

The air conditioner blows into your face whilst -
the girl places her face against your window,
and all that crosses your mind is the ever growing population of our country

Wake up!
we are still human..
still breathing in the air that begs for concern

Live today,
but
make tomorrow worth for someone.

Swings of Sugar

I walk down a shallow end;

where no one ever places their sight.

I have a hand and many days there are two;

one of mine and one of thine.

could you take this cup and make it yours;

i tried but failed.

is there anyone ?

anyone to hear a whisper in a crowd.

i scream out loud;

and bring forth my life.

i stand all day and soak myself;

i play with chords of disbelief.

will they never come back ?

the days of yester years..

i pray for the silence in hollow life that we have;

for it is shredding out the pieces of truth.

i have a small image of tomorrow;

you and i, but who else ?

Could you hold our hand today ?

we are here

Praying for tomorrow

and hoping that you will ask us -

"Is there anyone waiting for tomorrow?"

why ?

do we have no speed over what we feel ?

can we not stop what we need not to do.

why ?

war

blood

death

murder

and still we go on as if oblivion had its head upon ours.

why ?

look around..

learn

ask

forgive

and let live

but tolerate

how can we over come, when the nerves of life can take us wherever they might..

Oh! Father..

grant us Your Wisdom.

more than ever.. we need it now.

Happiness is what you perceive it to be,

a little here and then quite extreme into there.

a few chords sound good straight away

but it isn't those that make the music

music is made by the diminishes,

the augmented,

the sevenths.

yes,

the sevenths

the majors only conform to the mere realm

but is is the 'Sevenths'

The Sevenths that bring forth a mystery

I wonder so many times,

how those moments of happiness have bound me

i travelled so well,

and found what i needed the most.

Happiness.

Happiness in Victory.

The impervious definition of what we conclude today as "Love"

The river that has not been a part of water and,pebbles that are never to be moistened by the breath of the shivering glistened dew.

Love is not a feeling but an element, an element that can be transferred.

It is not just an experience but a detail, detail of every single minute that coalesces into a second that makes all the hours into days and hence the months into years.

'They' speak and thus it is to be believed that each particle has its own reason.

Introspect and maybe you will find how love and reason are the offspring of the same seed.

Love is conscious, and so is reason. Love is not blind and it is only an excuse to exercise the need of placing the title of the censure upon the stupor.

love is and will forever be a book. never written well, but rather over-written.

the more you may seek to dwell into, the more you will be lost.

love is not created by wine.

not by man

man only addresses love

man only pretends

love is untouchable

love is indefinite and yet absolutely nothing.

more than else ..

love is a word

a word that cannot be detained in a language

that cannot be bound into emotion

love is the only truth

Let there be Love,

but let it stay Divine.

Then it was fine, but what about now ?

A very heartless doughnut

A small tree fighting with two ice cubes

A sandal in a bath tub filled with marshmallows

A speaking man with 12 mouths

Spank me said he, it is only 4^th of January and it has been 30 days since the year ended in February.

Let you win this time.

I Believe

Why are we unbelievers ?

are we afraid of losing something we do not have to begin with ?

I trust and so i must

but

Is there an option ?

If there was, would I choose ?

what would I choose ?

the bad or the worse ?

well the questions have no end, and in question we have all the answers.

In what I do,

In what I might.

I believe