Speak up Your MIND

A life between the pieces Connected by threads of hopes An interesting detachment Listless stories of silence Dreams, desires, despairs Overlapping memories! A steady rhyme of rise and fall Like bitter sweet symphony of life The high notes failing to reach While muted chimes make the shrill Convictions, confusions, chaos Recurring harmonies!! A belief, the season will change And life will find a way Like the rays over the cloud Between the cold winter storms Hopes, hopes, hopes Emancipating assumption!!!

The heart, With fear spreading like the fragrance That attracts a predator to its prey So it triggers the coldness from inside That hunts me and you back day after day The mind, Choreographed to mimics the storm Born from the depth of the sea To down all strengths of heart And strangles the life out of me And the soul, Sneaking behind closed doors Anticipating for the strange turn Standing there in the dark Waiting for a moment to earn Desperate soul, yeah a desperate soul Governing the life over the bottomless bowl.

A story of two antithetical souls Brought together by fate and luck, Lustful thoughts at moments glance, Heart aflutter as he watched her dance. A story of a heart that was broken, Cast aside as a useless token, Slashed, mashed and torn asunder, Destroyed by one treasonous blunder. A story of life that is slowly burning Over dreams, that they had never guessed Like a kiss of heaven brought on moon and stars, Yet darkened by the shadow of earth in between! Yet darkened by the shadow of earth in between!! Yet darkened by the shadow of earth in between!!!

One of the best definition of GOD, that i have ever read.. n exactly the thing i believe on --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- During his whole life, the Greek author Nikos Kazantzakis ( Zorba, The Last Temptation of Christ ) was an absolutely coherent man. Although he touched on religious themes in many of his books – such as an excellent biography of Saint Francis of Assisi – he always considered himself a confirmed atheist. Well, this confirmed atheist wrote one of the most beautiful definitions of God that I have ever come across: “We gaze with perplexity at the highest part of the spiral of force that governs the Universe. “And we call it God. “We could give it any other name: Abyss, Mystery, Absolute Darkness, Total Light, Matter, Spirit, Supreme Hope, Supreme Despair, Silence. “But we call it God, because only this name – for some mysterious reason – is capable of making o

Life starts in zero and ends at abysmal gate, But, in between is bounded by lines of fate, Boldly etched on every head and soul; How I wish mine was a different, And I could then do all that I wanted, Carefree, not bound by any restrictions; How I wish you could stay forever with me, Together, without a care and terrifying fear, That you will be taken away sooner or later; Moment when you left, still visible in my eyes, Laughter filled eyes turning into ravaging floods, Once time revolted and truth of destiny took in; How I wish I could do much, beyond waving goodbye, Standing amidst a sea of gloom I bid you farewell, With life, I accepted the defeat, to let it go and forget; Life moves, and each single day I am living on edges Swearing a bet for every king’s silver and dime Dreaming in next life it’s much longer than this time! Dreaming in next life it’s much longer than this time!! Dreaming in next life it’s much longer than this time