For even death is not bestowed upon asking,

Birth was problem,

Where termination wasn't the dissolving agent;

I suffered a syndrome greater than paranoid schizophrenia ,

But termed simply as solitude;

Where depression was not the drift,

For irritability was a plateau,

i wished just for once someone saw:

HOW DEEP THE SHALLOW WATER RAN !!!!!!!!!!!!

When sidereal day ends,
With badge and books owned;
Left abandoned ,
In the heart of night,
When it is dark in lights;
The most unstable element,
Carves to reach deeper into oceans,
In search of a true spirit ,
A guarding grit,
That instills a new dawn;
Where Grey shall turn to pink,
But a yet deeper intuition;
Let mind rules coal and ice,
For like a drug fanatic ,
It reaches for Cliff-Hanger,

But something was incomplete in that yet a complex puzzle
half solved

AND THAT WAS SOMEONE TO HOLD ON TO

I love you, I hate you,

All I know is what to decide,

To kill you or let your fate to your grave,

But those unanswered transactions,

Shall always haunt thy;

For I were a sign-seeker;

But thou turned to an apocalypse,

He would still be destroyed but;

Before damsel on your Grim Reaper,

A tear shall not drain her beauty,

Roses paved her way as in heaven,

But hell would had dragged thou far behind ,

Lest you cried and though she came and nourished, nurtured,
& went to become Nobel, Orange,Pulitzer,Booker,Emmey victor

Just in water & wish to reach profundity ,
On the brink of to defy Carley house,
Repressing a spare called preservance,
Making friends with agony and ecstasy of reading life

With Closed Eyes and a Falling Star

Earnst was his expression, for it was filled with purity
that could permeate the atmosphere, with redolscence of cordial love
TOUCH OF HIS SMOOTH HAND , flooded the deep drying river of inspiration
and it appealed as spring had returned with vivid blossoms and fluttering new green leaves
and frozen river of confidence commenced to grow out of stumbling blocks
as his eyes interlocked with mine for a split second

And I vowed to work hard day and night to stand
shoulder to shoulder to him
and would never take rest till it happens

"HE " need not to be told as circumstances would oblige him to

Dissemble as words are not you care for
though thou are mortified and tore
fathomless in heart rendering moment
hold your horses till time is felicitous
to avenge and prove
VANQUISHMENT of HUE

No aristocrat ever lived to enjoy
No man ever lived to bow
No opulent ever lived to show world holds a grudge
No beloved ever lived to woe
For a man lived to be a paragon

HE who detest blaze of publicity knows it

let GOD be your saviour
let destiny be a journey
let the trail of unknown be left behind
let your life be at stake for science

AND THEN YOU COULD IMAGINE YOURSELF
TO BE THE GREATEST PERSON WHO EVER
RESIDED ON EARTH

Words are enduring but moments are few,
dreams are abounding but reality is not a far cry ,
astrologists are multifarious but real bosom friends are rare,
and so I shall not be tranquil for those who knew;
I am well awake and have not planned to try
to accept apocalypse
for I believe
" HE sent me to change the world."