DESIRE

Yes 
I have buried
My desires inside,
I have picked up
What others wanted.

 

The instincts of mine
Are screaming out loudly,
But I Myself have closed
The ways to release them.

The voice of my inner soul
Has vanished now,
Tired of being tied 
By the willingness of others
She stopped trying
To set herself free.

 

The string 
That joined me
With my conscience,
Has been cut
By the confusion
Of being myself
Or
Being what others want.
Writing the conclusion of
A day in my Life
Feels incomplete now,
The nib of my pen stops
When I start writing from
I WANTED TO
Or
I WISH...

AN UNENDING DIRECTION

To flourish the dream
Are just some strides ahead
But answering some untangled puzzles
Lead to the thoughts of collapsing threats.

The revival of hope
On the stones that stir me up
Sums more direction
In this unending slope.

Roaming in the imagination
To grab the idea to affix the directions
But failure is just a word now
And wounds are just beyond explanation.

Running towards the end
With intention of changing the destination
But an unending nightmare that freaks me out

A WORLD OF HAPPINESS

Detangled the tangled ways

Ways that lead to the world so real

A world, where peace can be sold in rupees

A world, where the meaning of life

is just to secure the future thee.

Thanking the creator,

who created the living beings

The living, who now control the extinct

The extinct, the lost, who vanished

Or in progress to vanish

Are now gathering the happiness

on the way to infinity.

Being a body with a soul

Now in search of entity of the world

A world, where once peace was free of cost

and love was with the inner soul

A world where the meaning of life

was to live the present

With facing the odds.

And on the way to happiness

I found myself

decoding the coded word 

The word that means the real world of life

A life, full of joy, peace, and smiles wide.ut
Is still the fear of losing the direction.

THE NIGHT…

Yes this breeze

Seems like

The sun is waving to me

While concealing behind the sea

To burn again

Next day.

Where the bushes of white roses

Are searching for a beam

To gleam all night.

And when the sky

Blushes, coloring itself

When senses the presence of that silver moon

That will conquer the darkness in it

And will scatter its ray

Till the sun wakes.

Yes this breeze

That wins over my all senses

And greets me to calm myself

With the sight of the night.