Thoughts Unleashed

The world will be same tomorrow But for me.... The rising sun in the east The cool breeze touching your face The flutter of flying birds The shining dew on grass The world will be same tomorrow But for me.... I know time don't wait for me It passes... leaving me behind I know life doesn't look for me It goes on... making me history I know... the world will be same tomorrow But for me.... No one forever lives..no one forever mourns Gathering strings of memories from the past People hang a garland on me The world will be same tomorrow But for me....

I know....life is like this Sometimes afar Sometimes close by I know Sometimes its abundant Sometimes its empty I know Sometimes it blesses Sometimes it curse I know...life is like this But still there are times The times without you.. That makes me to think different That cracks me to the core Let me tell you honestly dear.... With you... life is full of life Without you it's... null   and void

Word strive to fit thought Verse emerge dipping notion Feelings Frozen!

I Want to remain in cocoon Cozy, comfortable, confined Having wings is not secure always Being butterfly isn't an easy task Wandering here and there Looking for the tranquillity From one end to another Travelling all through life…. Being butterfly isn't an easy task. Wings that give freedom…. Freedom that comes with liability Liability that demands charge Charge that  steals the steel Being butterfly isn't an easy task Who want wings…that take me to the world A world that’s demanding A world that’s bewildering Let me stay in my own cocoon Being an ugly caterpillar is convincing Handling beauty isn’t an easy task Being able to fly isn’t an easy task

Happiness is only momentous But it's like recurring deposit Whenever you remember that moment This moment too will be filled with happiness!

Looking inwards Looking outwards Trying to find the ...unfound Striving to make the ...embarrassed   My identity is ....always in crisis Unable to stick to rules Unable to limit to boundaries My identity always elopes How can we fix ourselves in a mould We are not machines... We don't have fixed networking We can't have fixed identity It changes with time...place...situation   Identity   grooms   according to nature In fact identity is one form of SPIRIT Keeps evolving from something to nothingness Identity is the one which merges with universe You and me are same in terms of NATURE... Identities only we make...identities   only   we seek!  For Poetry Jam: Identity