Days diminish in the wrath of night;
A new day is born after night ceases
A puzzle solved within a puzzle
Ripped into broken pieces!
The two sides of mirror
One side I stand alone
Other side I see myself alone!
Who am I really?
Science wears mask of ostentatious truth
Religion in the mask of silent vice
Mankind wearing the mask of history
To conceal the sins of twisted lies;
A void piece of paper
Void like an echo
Echo - reflected by the wall
Wall - perceived as 'Wall of silence'
Oneday in my dream
I came across a broken-wing bird
I silently asked 'Can you see me? '
With agony in eyes she screamed;
When the lamp is shattered
The ethereal light lies in shed;
When the dreams are scattered
The spirit of beautitude lies dead.
Seconds, minutes, hours, and day
Like grains of golden sand
Phew! ! they creep away!
And I am made to understand
From Beauty to Bewilderment
Perplexed motion of self-indulgence;
I look at this dead flower
Once full of life
It's 10 past 5
And the Sun hiding behind the clouds;
I should be deep in sleep
But here I'm with lighting flames;