Picture of a Burning Heart

It is glowing inside a chest
In search of a quest.
It is a burning heart <3≈
From which the ashes are falling
The magma inside coming out from open part.
The skin outside has turned black!
The scenery has turned blur
As the wind which blows,
Drives the ashes which glows with energy
Wherever they have fallen, the scenery is explored…
New places the ashes show!
From the broken part,
The fumes are arising and spreading.
There is no disguise.
They are free to move˜˜
In the air they groove˜˜
They are up now heading towards the sky.
The fire of the heart never utter out,
Staying inside it grows, no doubt.
The skin is breaking and making it up…
The cracks are healing and making it up…
But again these appear…
The broken part is never sealed.
The energy therefore splits out.
The heat stays inside, no doubt.
Wind is making the ashes glow brighter
At the places where they have fallen!
It seems they are beating again!!!
Let it be only for some moments…!
They’re doing their job
Of exploring the scenery.
The burning heart glows when the wind blows…
Again, it seems like it beats…
The wind is doing its job of keeping it alive…
And again, the burning heart beats…

People Say

People say, “Whatever happens,
Happens for good.”
And one should accept it anyhow.
One should!

Keeping this very thought,
People move on to heights.
They try to forget
Their lives’ fearful sites.

People see the steps they conquered.
They do remember their downfalls.
People think that those are the lessons to learn.
Hence, they always recall.

Some demons from nowhere,
Open the way to the dark.
The time when the people had cried,
Seeing that nothing is left. No spark!

Some tears come out from the eyes.
People say,”They can feel it now also.”
They wipe them off,
And continue their go.

They learnt how to be tuff,
How to be tuff by heart and mind.
This makes them feel stronger.
Even if they conclude and find.

They find the conclusion,” Whatever had happened,
Had happened wrong.”
People say,” They didn’t deserve such.”
And keep on murmuring the same song.

Still they say,” Whatever happens,
Happens for good.”
And one should accept it anyhow.
One should!

New I in the World

Living in this world,
I feel myself with different beats.
Thinking of the special streaks,
To which I belong,
Thinking myself a part of something bigger,
And all others are my base,
Let me make myself,
And live my life better.

A new era of my ambience every day,
A new me to the world every morning,
Shaping the world along me in a good way,
Grounding all the bad that are above.

Changing everything but not the basic in me,
Forced the world to look differently,
A sense of positivity exists in everything,
All that is all need to see.

People come with different qualities,
Some grow up and some get seized,
They, who grow, can hold the world,
They who can’t, the world catch them.

Protecting the self is not the way right,
Letting the self open to everything and else,
A need of everyone to battle and fight,
To win the title that can make the self a king.

Living in the world,
I make myself ready,
Not too fast but steady,
Changing this world that is sick already.

People with good act and attitude,
Proceed further in a good track,
But some cowards and hypocrites with a nature rude,
Hit others and give a crack.

Shocked and rocked and blocked,
But the current inside is enough,
To open the eyes again those were locked,
And again back on the same lane.

My ambience is everywhere.
Just I have to blow my heartbeats,
To make the world step up along me.
This much I want to share.

A Falling

All of you! Listen! Listen! Listen!
See whose there, in the air,
Someone is falling from somewhere,
Help him! Help him!

See! See! That boy!
From where does he come?
It seems he is numb,
See! See!

People can’t you see?
See that boy is falling.
Stop the howling
Save him! Save him!

Something Is wrong! Very wrong!
He’s falling from the heaven.
I’m not a mad man.
Believe me! Believe me!


The ground is arriving.
He’s coming to die.
Please don’t delay or deny.
Go catch him! Go catch him!

I must have gone,
But my flow is tapped.
I wish! I would not be handicapped.
I can’t help! Oh! I can’t help!

You are the one busy.
Don’t waste the time.
Give him some shine.
Be quick! Be quick!

He’s looking very hopeless.
Go and give him hope.
Give him a rope,
Else give your hand! Yes your hand!

From here, I can see,
The tears in his eyes,
His sorrows in disguise.
Protect him! Protect him!

See there, the marks,
The marks in his hand,
As if he was canned.
In heaven also pain! In heaven also pain!

The pain that he suffered,
That was a punishment,
But only a decision he meant.
Not to take it! Not to take it!

Whom he called “the god”,
How could he do such?
He said, “Thank you, very much”!
Then he left! Yes, he left!

People! This is wrong.
Catch him soon as possible,
Or it will be uncontrollable.
Go! Get him sooner and sooner.



Wait! Wait you all!
I can’t see him now.
Find him somehow.
Where has he gone?

All of you! Listen! Listen! Listen!
You all did late.
He has passed the gate,
The gate of death! The gate of death!

For long I saw him there.
Now he is gone.
He was god’s son.
He’s finished! He’s finished!

Do you know? Do you know the boy no more?
Who was he?
It was me. Yes, it was me.
I’m gone…I’m gone.

For the Virtues

I was an innocent child,
But now a mystic man,
Continuing for the virtue of living,
Saying that I can.

No more the fear of losing,
Just being forward to get everything right,
Being bold for the virtue of boldness,
I am a unicorn or a knight.

Since days I have taken the hold,
Trying to do justice to everybody,
Fighting for the virtue of justice,
I have become an incredible body.

Saw much tears having no value,
And wiped them off the skins,
Giving sympathy for the virtue of humanity,
I have tried to balance the committed sins.

Gave everything,
And also have it all,
Letting the things go from me for the virtue of compromising,
I fainted myself but still enticing.


Opened my wings to reach the people shivering in fear,
Closed my wings to make them consoled,
Protecting them for the virtue of saving,
Saving them from that very cold.

Have injured myself a lot in the battles,
But never let anyone know this,
Hiding pain for the virtue of stealth,
Victory is with the myth.

Lost much of my own,
Never cried for that,
Due to the virtue of power,
I have got a powerful heart.

Never stood alone at any place,
Always being accompanied by the good spirits of the universe,
They are with me for the virtue of the spirit energy,
They are my blessing, they are my curse.

Only one path I can see,
Obstacles are just passing by,
For the virtue of rights,
I pace on and pacify.

I know that this is not this much,
I am the earth’s son,
For the virtue of good,
I am the one who is always born.

Bury me inside your heart

Bury me inside your heart,
I exist no more,
I was dead in my voyage,
I was late to the shore.

Bury me inside your heart,
I have got the relief,
But I am not in heaven,
It is my belief.

Bury me inside your heart,
I was in the grey-blue sea,
I was bound in a grey-grey storm,
This was just an obstacle to me.

Bury me inside your heart,
I was not ought to go,
But I was in love,
‘Yes’ was the right but ‘no’.

Bury me inside your heart,
I suffered a lot,
And I bleed and bleed,
My life was short.

Bury me inside your heart,
I was going for an angelic treasure,
But she could not understand anything,
And I lost my pleasure.

Bury me inside your heart,
My voyage was not broken,
Still it sinked,
In the sea of the words not being spoken.

Bury me inside your heart,
At my chest my fate has stabbed,
It was not your fault,
But better to die with a heart halved.

Bury me inside your heart,
I was ought to live,
But there was a reason,
That forced me to give.

Bury me inside your heart,
I will stay within you,
Because I know you had loved me,
And I love you too.