May 3, 2020
Go and kill them, kill them slowly or kill them fast;
kill them with your abject disinterest and disregard
Kill them for they forgive you their very own murder;
kill them for their hearts are now too badly scarred
May 1, 2020
Sometimes I wish I could just fade away;
leaving behind no memory, not even a trace
Sometimes I wish I could remove myself;
from this stupid illusion of life and space
April 30, 2020
The unhappy are forever to remain alone;
for that is the decreed nature of their fate
Happiness, an elusive dream they pursue;
and when they fail, it’s always a wraith
April 19, 2020
People call him the eternal hitchhiker,
he hitches rides onto shooting stars
Hoping to reach some peaceful planet,
away from all the chaos, the raging wars
But each time he hitches a ride,
he pays a certain heavy price
He pays it with a piece of his heart;
each time sadly, an odd roll of dice
April 3, 2020
The man was tired of walking for long in the cold desert. The sand was almost silver and stung his feet with the chill from last night. An equally tired grey sun failed to warm the sand grains. And then when he had almost lost hope, Green Tara suddenly appeared out of thin air.
The man fell to his knees, joined his hands in supplication and addressed the goddess:
‘O Green Tara, the tear drop of Avalokiteshvara;
have mercy on me for I have sought you for long You are the goddess of all those who are lost; and I have lost myself, correct me if I am wrong ’
March 30, 2020
I am aware I am walking the right path;
I am sure I have lost my way forever
I am aware there is a God in heavens;
I am sure I have lost my faith however
Conflicts rage between me and myself;
contradictions, both stupid and clever
March 29, 2020
Each one of us, you and me and even them all;
we walk many paths, different yet much alike
We laugh and we cry and we love and we hate;
we smile many smiles, different yet much alike
March 25, 2020
Receding deep into yourself, being enfolded in layers;
blanking out the chaos of complicated relationships
Tightly wrapped within a cocoon of your icy cold self;
the harsh and cruel reality, the one and final eclipse
That is your nirvana, that is your long torturous bliss;
that’s what’s written by fate, in all its useless scripts
March 23, 2020
I am almost always thinking,
and then overthinking what I have thought
That’s what I do all the time,
thinking about what thinking has brought
March 11, 2020
Arrrrrrrrrrrgh!!!!!!!!!!
Sometimes you just wanna scream at something…anything at all;
sometimes you just wanna scream at someone….anyone at all
You wanna shout in order to make God bend down and listen;
you wanna shout till your voice echoes in the heavenly hall
But in the end you just are forced to scream at yourself;
and the noise is deafening within the confines of your head
