Nobody know him, Who wrote this poem! He writes not for fame, He writes, what he feels. Let’s write a poem! About emptiness. What are we smiling at. Even in blankness. Let’s walk in a flow. With the same aim. Peace of mind. And love of soul. Let them walk away. Who want to stayContinue reading “Let’s write a poem”
Last night when I get up middle of the night to get some water, when I arrived in the kitchen my bhabhi was already there, also drinking some water, she looked in my eyes surprisingly and asked “what happened?” I said in a serious sound “something meant to happen, bhabhi?” she said “I mean, why your eyes are ruby red?” I couldn’t speak a word just burst into tears and she hugged me and I cried like a child until fajr azaan.
Sometimes I think, And I feel. You are God? Or mysterious thing. Even in dreams I explore divinity. Things don’t actually Exist. Colors Can’t even be seen Mysteries No one could solve Weather, land and other things Sometimes surprise Sometimes I feel wonder But in the end it makes me happy All those things ProvesContinue reading “A complain to God”