22/365 I Can Tell – Poetry

I can tellBut there is no guarantee it will happenThere are things we don’t understand No one understands;but they won’t tell us that But one thing we can be sureNone of these will matter to you or me We are living on a petaland the flower has decided to wilt There are no petals left except this oneOne petal holding us both Where do we … Continue reading 22/365 I Can Tell – Poetry

21/365 – Some Day

They tell today is not the dayThey are not sure about tomorrowSome day they say ‘so what do I do’ I ask‘wait’ they say‘wait.. wait.. wait’they repeat ‘wait for what’ I askthey are silent…‘wait for life’ or ‘wait for death‘I ask them and they say nothing By now I am frustratedI can’t wait no moreI tell them I am humanthat I have emotions They screen … Continue reading 21/365 – Some Day

20/365 The lone fighter

Today the world feels brokenIt was always brokenand it will remain broken The fact is…There is no unbroken worldit is always evolving… Everything that evolvesis both perfect and imperfect all the time Then what is the challenge? The challenge is hoperather the lack of itpeople who can make a differencetoday feel….beaten…arm twisted.. lost.. afraid.. But there is something ww forgetsomething we need to keep in … Continue reading 20/365 The lone fighter

18/365 Who is Free…?

Sometimes we decide to leavethen we remember certain things We can’t leave yet…even if we want to..,where do we go? There are so many peopleWho want to go but can’t..who want to leave but can’t Freedom is used so muchby people who even have them… And most of them don’t knowwhat it means to be in captivity We always define freedomas something we don‘t have… … Continue reading 18/365 Who is Free…?

17/365 The Little Poem – Poetry

The Little poem was scared…..All the long and famous poems were buriedThere were bombs and missiles flying aroundIt was dark and it was cold… There were flashes during which the poem read itself.It was little, small, naive..there was no depth in it..it thought… It was not the only little poem..there were others like it..They played by sliding on every penthey even played hide and seek … Continue reading 17/365 The Little Poem – Poetry

16/365 You don’t agree – Poetry

I always write poetrywhen the day comes to a closeMaybe poems written at the end of the dayare forced to live for an eternity Who cares if a poem lives on ?Who cares if anything lives on ?Every thing needs to expire..an expiry date. even unknown oneto finish. to die.. Lack of Death is the biggest sufferingLife is beautifulBut lack of death; it can be … Continue reading 16/365 You don’t agree – Poetry

15/365 The clock ticks | Poetry

As the clock slowly tickseach second passes to another a second is lost before we realizea minute we wait forsome minutes are longer than yearsthey take an eternity to pass. life stops and waitsa flower somewhere decides to diea tree falls… and no one noticesan animal cries for humanityIt is hot like hell.. An old snake laments‘it is time to refill the poison‘ Humans gather … Continue reading 15/365 The clock ticks | Poetry

14/365 Another day to remind me | Poetry

It is almost 1:30 AM in the morningYesterday was my BirthdayI turned an year older yesterday. Well that is is not right, I just turned a day older yesterdayBut a whole year came piling on me one single dayYou know the feeling, I don’t need to tell you. What does that mean to me.Getting olderHaving less time to liveKnowing you are closer to leaving your … Continue reading 14/365 Another day to remind me | Poetry