Chess

When people turn Lives ,

Into an endgame of Chess

To win, to checkmate,using pawns

On a squared board, Everyone loses !

The Greatest Burden

It is a burden, One of the greatest 
To carry around, One's Dead weight 
With none but yourself with,-without 
A friend , a hope or an end in sight  

Capital Punishment

When Life is condemned,

At the Gallows of Retribution...

In shame,Justice hangs its head

Guilt-ridden, guillotined in vain !

Aye, Wordsmith !

Aye Wordsmith !

When you carve a temple

Of your sacred self

Let your words worship your Soul

Dreaded Postern

“Does it all end here, in The End ?”

 I asked him, in a denouement dread

“No, It doesn’t” the Death said

“Here lies a postern to a next world”

Minister –In –Waiting

There will be no Master

Or Mastress either, over

I will be Mister

Of my own Minster

Face off

Beautiful mask , is a mask yet

& an Ugly face is a face still

But when beneath a beautiful face ,

Lies an ugly mask-it’s the ugliest off all

If only ...

While you were strangling me
I begged & prayed incessantly to you
I feared- you would hurt your own wrists 
In a fit of rage - besides blood on your hands

If only ...you had told me , 
I would have had stiffled myself ..my love !
If only ...you had told ...

..it must !!!

In the grand scheme of Universe

Each galaxy & each speck of  a dust

Has a meaning  & a purpose !

A cause & a reason …yes, it must !!!

Will there be a Summer ...ever ?

It has lasted too long

The season of winter

Everything cold & frozen

Will there be a Summer …ever ?

Oneness

Beneath the shade of skin 
Through the color of  eyes 
Beyond the frame of habitus 
& in the build of bones 

There is only one of a kind 
a sole manifest of a soul

Loser is who is a Conqueror ?

When you vanquish someone 
Loser is, who , is a Conqueror ?
Have you lost opportunity to triumph 
When someone surrenders to you ...?

Truth or Lie

Yesterday's Truth is Today's Lie
Tomorrow's Lie is Today's Truth
The difference between Lie and Truth 
sometimes,in essence -Passage of Time

Throw that yard-stick

If you measure people 
with your own yard-stick 
You will seldom find anyone
Matching up to your mark 

But Kahlil ...

Deeper the sorrow carves 
More joy you can contain 
But Kahlil...it has cut too deep
To hold even my being...now

For Exhibition Only

Empty golden chariot of Principles !
Built upon mighty but hollow -
Wheels of Ideals of haloed Values ,
Without a postilion...for exhibitions !

Blame

If the Ocean is rough,
The barge will heave ...
Why blame seamen then,
for the shenanigans of Sea !

Why ?

When our home was in flames ..

along with me , I don't get it...

why were you with the hordes ,
Who were busy setting it ablaze ?

The essence of Death

The essence of Death 
Is in Living ...
Because after Death 
There is nothing ...

Stranger Relations

If a stranger could be a Friend
& Brother could seem Stranger
Then Friend could be a Brother 
& Brother could become a Friend 

i-world

I am the world ,

Where besides my-own

Even another one

Is too much of crowd

Barbarian

In his stark naked regard 

Death remains unashamed 
Insolent  & impudent vagrant 

Wild and yet nonchalant 

Ill Fated Homes

Of the homes -

Ordained by fate ...

Who would dwell,

Among ruined ones ? 

Universe of Mind

Entrails of its Universe

Are deep dark & diverse

Unknown & uncharted

A traverse through mind

Humble Opinion

There is none, not a One

Hefty , high & mighty …

God, as he’s called by pretty many

In my humble opinion ...

God-damn Poems

If God is given an option
He'll choose to be an Atheist, 
than listen to my sermons
and bear my God-damn poems

  

Big Heart

Enough space for everybody, in it

If one can cosy up in one’s heart a bit

It's warmer that way to accommodate

In fact, to crowd lil- just to host a mate

Deathly War

The culmination of a conquest

The termination of a tumult

The descent into an  aftermath

And the birth of an afterlife 

Time - The Tyrant

Time has conquered everyone

Ever before the fight can begin

We  all perish in subjugation

Just as , in servitude we’re born

Nobody peeps that deep

To hide my wounded soul 
I hid myself from the world
I heeded not , I was a fool
Nobody peeps that deep  

Unrevealed

Within every man lies a devil
Unseen ...
Within every devil lies an angel
Unmet ...

 

Bequeathed

Let my legacy be my bloodline
and not my lineage be my heritage
Let me live long after my death
Not through posterity but for it

True Lies

Truths are often relative

& Lies are seldom absolute

There’re deeper lies within each certitude

& some lies are made up of wholesome truth

Neither Late ...Nor Later

Let go the baggage of bygones 
Let's not be lured by unseen future 
Let's live the present to the fullest 
Only Now is here ..neither late nor later

Arrow of Time

From the divine bow- unleashed , 
By the hands of  almighty
Piercing through all and sundry 
It surges ahead with an unstoppable speed 

Come What May

Come what may 
Say what nay 
We will stay 
On the way 

Swords of Words

Use your words  ,
Wisely and Carefully 
You can slain somebody 
with sharpness of tongue  !

What if you are wrong ?

Judge not by thy convictions
For what if indeed ...
You are convicted , 
Of your own judgments  ?

Irony of Fate

That, Justice shall breed Crime
Or, Truce shall beget War
That Love shall bear Malice
Like Divine births Satan

Giant wound

My wound is so big ,
that I am no longer myself
But only a giant wound
from which had bled my essence

Known Ignorant

Knowledge is not just knowing
Ignorance is not just not knowing
Knowledge of knowing too little is better
Than Ignorance of knowing too much

Narcissists

Narcissists as we are
Full of ourselves in every bit
We smile to our own reflections
In the eyes of even strangers we meet

Comedy of Tragedy

To be failed by one's own success
To be fooled by one's own wisdom
Oh Dear Good Lord  ,There ain't -
The worse Comedy of Tragedy


 

Love , at any cost

Love , besides anything  ...
Love , without a thing    ...
Love , above everything  ...
Love ,  at any cost  !

 

Time to say Good-bye

Time to say Good-bye
Time to go far away
Time to severe all ties
Time to set free ,You n' Me


 

Deception

Your silence intrigues me
& your words baffle me 
Silence connives with words
Between duo,  I see a scheme

Absolute Truth and Absolute Lie

Absolute Truth is an Absolute Lie
Absolute Truth is an Absolute Lie is an Absolute Truth
There is no Absolute lie..  for at core of the gravest lies
there always lies an iota of truth  ...
Absolute Lie is indeed an Absolute Lie


 

Greater Pain

Which pain is Greater ?
Pain of being not understood ?
or pain of being misunderstood ?
whichever -lasts longer , erodes deeper !


 

Like the Hands ...Like The Handiwork

Castles in airs 
And Forts of clays  ,
Citadels of dunes
And Burgs of straws

Crafts of  Men ...
Hollow and void  !
Like the Hands ...
Liketh the Handiwork

Strangers within

Like  the strangers pass
with just greetings of a glance
You slipped away too , swiftly
Without a handshake or a Good Bye

For strangers we were too
as strangers we were within

Lingua Mortis

Language of Dead
Is of Silence and stillth
There are no groans or moans
For there is no grief or glee

Love -Curse

 
A self sacrilege, self -mutilation
An eternal incarceration
An everlasting  indamnation
A Self accursed -malediction


 

Oh ! Those wasted days ...

Man  ! that was the age  
When men were boys
Boys only dreamt to be Men
Oh ! those wasted days ...

 

Said-Unsaid

When you keep mum
You give away too much
and when you Speak
You reveal almost all



 

Absolute Truth = Absolute Lie

An Absurdity of Axioms

And mendacity of Maxims
And see the immense
Sophism of Aphorisms

Truth fails the very strict

Tests of veracity it sets
Absolute Truth ...?
Is only an Absolute Lie...!

Silence & Solitude

In the silence of solitude ,
Your heart will speak to you.
You must find yourself ...,
In the solitude of silence !