Desire, Freehand Writing, Imagine, Life, Poems, Prose, Random thoughts

There is a phoenix inside each of us,
rattling out the cages, we call heart,
Ever wondered what keeps it inside?
Why doesn’t it tear the heart apart?,
burns what comes in its way?
so that you have a new self,
pure by the flames of desire,
without feeling of failure,
blinded just by passion,
without thirst, food,sleep,love,faith,hope,

Why do some of us soar so high?
Why do some live with scars?
It is when you killed what you loved,
stopped doing what you always wanted,
listened to the multitude of people,
who never listened to their own rattles of cages.

Phoenix

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Death, Freehand Writing, Imagine, Life, Nostalgia, Poems, Prose, Random thoughts

Everything is Predestined..Is it?

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My Friend asked a simple question last night to me,
Is everything predestined in a path we can’t see,
the path that takes through ups and downs,
the path we call life with a bit frown,

If everything is predestined,then what is the suprise,
why does the almighty then play this hide and seek so nice,
why can’t he simply do a peek-a-boo
and tells us you can’t take decisions cause i am here too,

We act in situations, we crawl through this life,
we seem to ponder and estimate our might,
but that all would seem so useless,
if everything is so predestined and almighty so ruthless,

if you ask me i would strongly disagree,
nothing is predestined according to me,
let him play games i would play with him too,
Lets see what destiny holds for us, checkmate or redo

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Nostalgia, Poems, Random thoughts

Depth of my Dreams

 

In my dream i drown myself in the sea,
seeing the surface helplessly,
somebody is dragging me from behind,
pulling with all strength,i think to resign,
i gasp for breath till i faint,
to find myself in the sea again,
it wants to tear me apart,
Itch this nightmare deep into my heart,
i shiver and tremble all in pain,
My efforts are going in utter vain,
I turn around gathering some might,
to see this force once again this night,
i see every dream i wished in life,
as the force i feared in nightmarish fight,
broken dreams do pull me down,
choke me up,
break me down,
but i remember the phoenix that rises from ashes,
and its just water here,leaving more chances
i have to be the phoenix from now every night,
burn whatever i have within in sight,
it is then i would be free
from myself and the sea.

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