The God's Design

 

The fluttering pages of my book

confirmed the purgatory

my speaking mind embarks all the time.

Denying the flaws of human instinct

no tragedy can alter God’s design...

Whoa! The God, I said,

he ain’t around to see the pain

that surrounds the vein... in vain...

and the hope we live in

ain’t true, is it ...?

No, naught,

So what...

It is God’s design!!!

Empty Spaces

It’s rather strange... isn’t it?!!

How the world emptied

inch by inch ...!

They murmured ... “it is the end,

Leave everything Don’t make any vows

don’t pry don’t dare you cry

Tears will weaken you

bury you somewhere in time....”

But there it is ..forever.. the oblivion ..

the destiny designed

for everything and everyone

that has ever been created...

Diverged and rearranged...

For a better me and a better you!!

So the end it seemed...

was just a point of view!!!

Finally We could only Deny

the reminiscing ..

to find a subtle beginning !!!

Fading Colours

All the colours of the world

are doomed to fade away ....

All the beauty to fall and Love to stray..

Whatever echos life,

echo death all along...

but the soul nurtures itself

With an alluring song...

For the ways to the heart of Good...adorned,

Wants to live through eternity, With a joyous beyond......!!

The lost wings

Them are the lost wings

of the birds unknown,

to the world captivated

inside the human consciousness.

Stretched all along the bones and brains,

conspiring to be released, setting themselves free.

Frightened yet devious enough

to unsettle the long met arrangements.

What stealth them, Then

Restored them, why?

Now the freedom is monotonous,

as if watching the left out versions,

Of the breeze felt, the greens sought,

the songs sung

lands fought …

Everything is the same

Every time, the same ….!!