Musings

In you, I found my muse,
My life seems no more obtuse..


I has transformed to We,
My future with you is all I could see..


You give me a reason to write,
A glimpse of you, awaits my sight..


With you by my side, holding my hand,
I could whole day, sit on the sand..


Distance away from you brings us closer,
And maketh the bond even stronger..


Not the oath, but the hearts bind us together,
More than the words, the hearts talk ear to ear..

SOLITUDE : The victory of mankind

Pass by thousands of years, generations to be seen,
Interestingly, the populace seems to be quite observant and keen...

One small step for man, one giant leap for mankind,
Is what keeps all the creations abind...

Being communicado won't permeate to be so,
And loose the ability to ever feel low...

The utopian fact lies in sheer solitude,
Letting your creations and belief denude...

Still, one feels, stones to be unturned exist,
Impossible to embrace the hugeness in a gist...

Standing on one's own thoughts embellish,
Thou reckon the grace and merriment, thee unleash...

Epitomizing the essence of being with oneself,
Igniting the evanescence of the paradigm shift thyself...

"BORNE IDENTITY"

The answer to my question is unquenchable,
Hitherto I find one that is remediable....

Who I am, what I am, where I am??
All have chucked in like water in a dam....

Traumatized is how I can explain myself the best,
Tussling and tumbling being impromptu for a test....

People come to and leave from this world of obscure secrets,
Unaware of the fact of the threats....

Borne identity is what one knows about oneself,
At the verge of targetting identity borne oneself....