Revolution I am

Revolution I am; for the seek of destinations,

I shall never be lone on those fascinations,

Entangled with power, sex and pleasure,

Endured in thousands of leisure.

Revolution I am; for seek of destinations,

I shall never be withered with love-nations,

Compassed with feelings of love-ism,

Never would make my own idealism.

Dirt

I knew not what I mean when I am thinking my thought out, yet, am thinking that am thinking of what I really mean it. Thus, I am dirt, the universe is dirt. All of us are made of dirt, when time comes we are sure to become what we are. Every being on universe shall witness the truth of living, the only truth is that we must agree that we are from dirt and dirt is what we are. When time is right the truth shall reveal its identity. When the truth is revealed there is no assurance of being escape from turning the body into the dirt. When the truth knocks the door, it is for sure that we have to accept the fate. Neither king nor layman can run but to bow the head down and be its slave eternally. Fastest we may be in running, deepest we may be in driving, highest we may be in flying, strongest we may be in lifting, illusionistic we may be in magic and life, we are sure to become what we are. 
Dirt I am, dirt the universe is; the truth that we shall never be escaped from. Neither the brightest light nor the darkest darkness will be fugitive from being the dirt, thus, its assured. The significant of life is for living and to be the dirt. Tomorrow we shall witness the dusty death, as life is just a walking shadow without the light of yesterday, as a brief candle. The life is a tale that shall be heard no more if we are poor player on the universe. We do it again and again yet we shall never be perfect in lighting the candle of the life, as it’s just dirt of yesterday to tomorrow.

"My child is growing, but, with fears"

The school, where she goes
Teaches her not a value of life
Teaches her not a living
But in name of education
Teaches her the fears
My child is growing - but with fears.


I see the dream death
I see the courage frozen
I see the wonder withered
I see the beauty gloomier
I see in her eyes
My child is growing - but with fears.


She is not learning
She is not creating
She is not enjoying
She is just studying
With the fear of schooling
Ye, my child is growing - but with fears.

Love of Beauty

Love is an idiom of inner beauty. Every beauty is present in the things called love (feelings); feelings to feel the true nature, feelings of understanding the truth and feelings of making others happy. Love is absolute and unconditional Beauty which is diffused throughout the universe. We wander around without knowing anything to find the inner beauty, when it is already present in our nature. We shall never enjoy beautiful waterfall, a majestic mountain and the brilliant stars in heaven without inner beauty (love). The poet writes his beauty and his wonder, so it is beautiful and touching. If we really want to be true lover, we have to raise our inner beauty. We are fascinated by outer beauty only to find ugliness. But it is our responsibility to thank ugliness for its kindness, because without ugly we will never know what beauty is.

Now the world is fooling around with superficial splendor and all of us are fascinated by apparent beauty. Without knowing the true nature of the beauty, we cannot find the beauties that are around us. We can never be known to true beauty, without understanding the beauty (love). We always used to judge the person when we first meet them by the way they look. It has always been said; you cannot judge a book by its cover. So it is very difficult to say something good or bad about the person when we meet for first and by looking at their appearance.  Truly we can feel the beauty of poet in their poem; we can   feel the beauty of singer in his song, and so on.

My love

She smashed me with her words
She kicked me with her feelings 
I could not doge
I just fall apart…
I knew it would come
I knew it will become hurtful pain
I knew, but I just felt that I loved her
And I loved her truly…
she once said that she love me too
she once said that if I stay by her side
She will never forget me
But she did…
I don’t understand why…
I don’t get it why…
But my heart says that she still do love me
Yet, I am confused…
Everything has been mashed up…
Everything has been taken away…
And my heart goes on crying…
She never understood my heart
And she left me behind.

my heart

In this eyes – you resides, In this heart – you resides, In this lip – you resides, Universe shall witness the truth, In this life of mine – you resides. The life is beautiful – only because of your presence, If not life would betray with its breath, But I know you would never. I don’t know whether I am bestowed with luck or not But I do have you in my life. I don’t know whether I have good peers or not But I have you in my life. You can doubt the health of my heart But never my love – the feelings is without doubt. The life journey has become wonderful – only because of you. Only because of your presence in this world, The universe of my heart prevails. Death is sure to come in this life But doubt not I shall be with you as memories - dancing with pure love in heart and sprite.

Evidence

Wow! All individual do have their own talent and skills. Some know how to use their legs, some know how to use their hands, some know how to use their brains and some use their mouth (talking skills. Every individual is worth applause. But to make sure that the person has some special talents and skills - there has to have some evidence; such as written documents, the certificates, etc..., to prove that the person has those and that skills and degrees, etc... The law of universal has somehow molded and has been changed by the human, thus, needing of the different evidence. We are not accepted until we come up with some written documents. Though the documents are fake - its worth more than the precious life of the beings. Wow! World has somehow became the home for fakers and doomster...