fiction and poetry, Heart, Life, Love, Poems, Poetry, Tears

Mirrors

shining mirrors
literally a dozen of them
or maybe hundred
stacked against each other
as I walk past them,
with the grey sky above
I see two worlds
two realities,

In one there is merry all around
people are happy,
children are happy,
the weather is beautiful
the animals are running

In the other,
people are fighting
children are crying
the earth is dying
the animals are killed

but which of them is a vision made
of glass
and which is the astounding existing
reality

what you choose to see
in either of them
will be the reality
the rest would be a vision
which would be shattered
like it always has been.

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fiction and poetry, Life, Love, Poems, Poetry

If You Could

If you could be close,
then be close enough to see beyond my eyes,
and whisper to my soul

If you could kiss
then kiss enough to make my heart wounded,
for love is a war I always wanted

If you could love,
then love me enough till it destroys me
either with or without you.

and if you could live,
live enough to be my undying sun
or the moon that I would look for, every night.

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eyes, fiction and poetry, Heart, Life, Love, Poems, Poetry

Bolted

wallpaper-raining-woman-weather

Some women are magic,
they play with their hair,
let off a smile,
and quietly
in steps drown you
in a infinite pool
of unrequited love

But she was different,
a glance at her,
dancing merrily,
like a 5 year old,
she just bolted within me,
forget drowning
and I never even heard the thunder,
just felt it all my life.

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fiction and poetry, Heart, Imagine, Life, Love, Poems, Poetry

Three Tiny Tots

rabbit-cloud

Three tiny tots
and a fluffy dog,
laying on the grass
looked at the clouds.

the first one said,
look an elephant,
the second one said,
look a rabbit,

the third one said
look a dinosaur dancing on the rainbow,
the others were jealous of his imagination,
he was only humble for his blindness

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fiction and poetry, Heart, Imagine, Life, lost, Poems, Poetry

Cosmos

Would you rather
float in chaos,
waiting for
an impending,
inevitable
and untimely end

or surrender to the complex
and the orderly life
with a clock showing your definite end.

the fun part is we always choose one of them,
but never even notice, that’s life.

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Desire, fiction and poetry, Heart, Life, Love, Poems, Poetry

Afterlife

Souls are wandering
in every corner
even now,
searching for nirvana

the truth,
it couldn’t find,
while being trapped
in a body driven by desires

the truth is out there,
somewhere sometime
it would bump into it,
but never in afterlife,
Never.

 

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Desire, fiction and poetry, fiction&writing, Life, Poems, Poetry

Protagonist

We all are searching for the Protagonist,
in the empty and deserted halls of faith within,
with each day we consume the poison
of ignorance and it kills slowly
but surely.

one day will arrive
when we all realize we were the mast holders
of the stormy nights just looking for light
and we gave up sensing lack of help from anyone
with fear of drowning or eaten alive.

What only we needed was to endure a brief pain
to hold on the mast a bit longer,
the protagonist would have surfaced in the same halls,
lightning, winds,tides all would have been a laugh from then.

Don’t search the protagonist . Be One.
of your life,your fight,your death.

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