Material Bond.

Material bonds being untied as gravitate toward last halt before final destination Not concerned about settling matters of this world, Which are mix of fit of fiction, illusions, Alongwith conceived/perceived debts as if one had no stake , Soulless body can be cremated in whichever way, Some angels will surely wing to my side ,...

Sophisticated Animals.

They have no qualm of being animal, Neither are shy of being called same, For them nothing insignificant echo for centuries, For then nothing significant fall silent in short span, Nor to blame for anxieties, Nor to blame for follies, Not to bother for outdated administrative systems, Not to nourish knowledge elite, No fact lies...

The Second Coming.

All that is going on, Looks full of pleasure,. Colors of duality, As if,One and the same things,. Despite nomenclature differs,. Yet balance tilt here and there, Nothing to discern, Gradually widening whirl, One part tries to gain singularity, Centre gets loosened and parts wobbles, The zealist full of conviction, And others drowned in dreamy...

Profound Pain.

Lived with profound pain, Throughout his brief life, Never complained of it, Always conserving energy, Struggling to respond, Struggling to initiate, Struggling to defend,. Struggling to remain afloat, Avoiding and reducing, The speed of collapse, To have the solace of, Being yet in game, Albeit losing one, Occassionally dreaming, To play like normal being, Swallow...

Embrace the unknown.

Unknown is inevitable, time ticking, growing older,may not wiser, Memories crafted in long journey, drowned in debris of wayward attitudes, Hardship said to taught lot, launching pad for next learning experience, The present is what matters most, right here right now, Amazing experience s or tortuous one, preparing for worst yet having faith in best,...

Holding You Back.

Something is lacking somewhere, holding you back, from get flowing, have a objective look, what is hampering that flow, to which one is entitled, Not directing ones time to its direction, getting affixed your passion/capability, to a growth trajectory, The sore points lies within, not breaking the ice, and emotions raising head frequently, to derail...

Broadening horizon.

Barrage of information, key for informed decision, emerging from various media, reliable/unreliable source, dreaming to fill in shoes, right skill to marry with passion, broadening horizon, equip with time proven efficient tools, communicate often more and more, affected by range of influences, trust,openness and transparency.      

Inclinations propelled by instinct.

Inclinations propelled by instincts, dub it natural or genuine, adoring on this pretext or that, Many adoring its, pristine beauty. All that prevailed for, centuries. And those centuries were shrouded by- sanctuaries of Animals, where all urges were primitive, which one cant relish in this humane world. A world that is, sometimes/somewhere sighted its traces.

Purposes and priorities.

Priorities... randomly falling into ditches, clutter in cabinet, or commitments in calendar, discard rubbish, at walking distance be, either relevance or convenience, if not both, That effulgence, that rapt splendor, surrounding harvest moon, It confuse refulgence, of LURKING evils, what striking menace, The moon blooming, triumphantly announcing, setting of winter, randomly and recklessly , dew...

BRAVADO.

As if,it was doomed to implode, even traces lying in, all the beginning brightness, he ,who seen the obscurity, lying/hovering in that brightness, brightness emitting passions, yet passions lacking conformity, on uneven footing, neither surrounding/owned consensus, glances were blank, yet enough to beguile, it wasn't enough to wither, concerns were concerning, in that accompanying horizon,...

Sky is too small limit.

What a vast sky is ,with no defined contours and it is all around planet,star, living being etc.It is sort of unending dimension to existence without any limit to expansion and regular stretching ,no beginning on end,,no starting no end ,all tiny creatures in its ambit collide,burst,shine and run out of energy to get in...

The yearning for comfort.

The yearning for comfort, that all embracing comfort, which grasps completely- devoid of any discomfort. That comfort may dwell, when one in- perfect harmony with surrounding. Where all inner aspiration- lies in tranquility. All abstraction take/shape reality, outside /inside in harmony. The grouses are far off- lurking beyond zone of comfort. And reality is really...

No such issue.

What is right  What is wrong no such issue only instinct that counts In the animal world   no grievances rooted deeply anywhere just responding to moments merely existing Stupor No rules,neither legality defined no guilt no guilty exists just random living with no memory to store/analyse And no concern for Meaningless Meanings.    ...

That foggy light house of fate.

Said to be capable of self learning through experiences etc Yet small shreds of emotions flying free pleading for capture Hardly be doused by a theory to which prefer to stick despite knowing other theories once bitten getting out balance once bitten gaining arrogance striving to turn unpleasant to pleasant Becoming companion of self that...

Pressures.

All on here faces multiple pressure yet for some pressures hardly subside keeps on changing faces forming different coalitions hardly subdues And experimenting tormenting wars ,chasm on multiple front A low  pressure area invites floating monstrous distractions  race to exert pressure nucleus of beings as if never allowed to get in touch with any sort...

TORNADO.

Tornado whistling loud as if got free rein thither issues/confusion calmed that nothing prevailed somewhat tornado called to fill vacuum bury many hatchet For the remnant beginning embers looks dazed sparks trembling fiercely to anoint the destruction in maze of puzzlement/momentary Enlightenment.    

Precursor to higher understanding.

In this form understanding In that form understanding understanding to evolve with changing structures with changing times Inherent constraint to understanding understanding in this form Is merely a precursor to catapult into another domain where all surprises melts TO Eventual Understanding.    

Full of constraints.

This life is full of constraint It need to interact It needs many inputs natural inputs,social inputs retrieve-store and expend energy That with a perfect balance unlike steam engine where coal burned to boil water And steam generated to move piston and machine attached ROARS ,CHUG The being consume energy to chug to move to...

Existence is maintenance.

That what gains existence conscious or semi unconscious wears and tears out with culminating into system becoming redundant Till system alive needs maintenance to be vibrant,flowing maintain self well so journey goes well whatever status of path potholes/obstacles.        

Votive candles flickering in various alcoves.

Time is stick to its base,its habituality  to habit ,sticking burning the base ,yet invisible and not pronounced. One endeavouring/ relishing great hurry in pushing ahead of phases/phrases being lost in maze of strident certainty of nothingness,only recourse to some fulfilment remains in/lie in decisively moving ahead to any noticeable extent ,leaving behind a trail...

Constant Discomfort.

To do agile,become agile Utopia has lost meaning leaving no problem to solve therefore no opportunities either as if utopia never works human stretching boundaries vertically and horizontally universal virtual presence widening small container/trough that holds identity Magnifying with enhanced internal impulses astride on external /electric impulses They say neither utopia nor dystonia works And...

Tongue on fire.

The impulse were buried deep unknown abstractedly in labyrinthine corridors of profound thoughts sallow surface filled with clods Attempt to plow/harrow only added to debris/malise Despite gradual depredation of time some amber smoldering tempering weeds And roots of all roots yet hearts simmering And as if cant be doused or turn into ashes So order...

The confusions.

One descended on scene with surrounding impassive beauties And trapped with creatures of voracious aptitude Till infancy values assigned by gullible understanding of longings/belongings with time stretching body catapulting from that microcosm of oneness To varying perceptions those toys losing relevance with indulgence with bigger ones demands goes on inflating confusion galore stalking creatures /sorcerer...

This was to happen.

This was to happen It was the hell that was to be trudged before being out of it out of it Sufficient As if only hell is real with no antonyms And it is quite achievement to be out of it with no more wandering entanglements of ups and down.  

All days going to pass.

All days are going to pass Fraught with weighted stiffness or easy smooth sailing All the days are going to pass Days goes on passing and are passed without any concern of origin or end devoid of any destination From the eternal universe a drama been devolved on this tiny planet of no much consequences...

Navel Gazing.

When the adjustment with surrounding vitiates and incursion to outer fields catches more burnt then one focuses to ones navel to immerse in its gazing.Being indulgent in petty incidents and remaining drowned in them agog with self contemplation etc at expense of wider reality. Immerse in contemplation about happening around self and  ones proclivities causes...

A story of tiny orphan girl HOSPICE.

Raje was watching the splendid cool morning from  broken window ,felt that all solace lies in these moments ,cool breeze coming in,the stink at its minimum ,the draconian chaplain at their best posture roaming ,before on their job of taking charge of deity/day after the usual ritual.Children /older relaxing ,the new habitat of short span intently and expectantly gazing at...