Eyes
I have seen eyes,
So many eyes
Naughty and curious eyes
Of kids.
Eyes having fear in it,
Looking here and there,
Eyes having joy,
Wide and open.
Closed eyes in the prayer,
Smiling eyes,
Eyes having doubt on someone,
Eyes as identity of people;
As people are having mask on the face.
Speaking eyes.
Deep eyes having secret in them.
Eyes having tears in it sometime due to happiness and sometime due to grief.
Eyes in quest of knowledge.
Eyes immersed in love.
Eyes having ambition,
Eyes having full make up.
Eyes having desire to see.
Sleeping eyes.
And you know
I have seen these eyes through my eyes
So eyes looking deep in the eyes are mine.
Stand alone
Whenever I feel low and lost I just go to her and she always welcome me with open arms and I emersed deep into her. Came out recharged and refresh.
Freedom for me……
Is freedom from those eyes and minds who continuously judge me.
Is freedom from expectations.
Is freedom form strings of hope and hopelessness
Is freedom form all types of threats.
Is freedom from wants and demands.
Is freedom form sense of what others think.
Is freedom from boundaries within human minds and on earth.
Is freedom from all sorts of comparisons.
Is freedom for hunger, thirst and all sorts of illness.
Is freedom from violence, hatred and miseries.
I think the day will come
On that day I will declare my independence
Till then Happy Independence day for you all
I’m waiting for mine
I will wait till my eyes shine.
When heart breaks
It does not make sound
I don’t know who said it
I don’t found this sound
The reality is
When it break
Often it break with so many things
It break every single cell of body
Every single vein and nerve get choked
It break your ability to trust anyone
Broken heart compels you to break
The first gift you had
You want to wash
The memories of first date
And not only this
You want to permanently delete
All the files of the day before break up.
I want to see the people
Who says
When heart breaks
It does not make sound
The reality is
It is total chaos inside
And for broken heart everything
Zeroed down outside
Why no one listen all this shout and chaos
Why people don’t feel the quake inside the broken heart
To feel and listen all this
One must have sensitive heart
It’s not true that
When heart breaks
It does not make sound
But the reality is
It makes huge, loud and clear sound.
Years ago you called me
To say something into my ears
So that no one could listen to it
And those three magical words
Keep ringing in my mind
And always encourage me to sail across the storm
Where are you?
Please come to me
I have to say/whisper something to you
The magic of whisper
It’s very personal
It makes your feeling eternal
All of us have a need
We need a shoulder,
To sob upon.
We need a tight hug,
To crush our all the pain,
We need a heart
To think of us,
We need a mind,
That never mind.
We need a pair of ears,
To listen our tales.
We need a person to take our side,
When the whole world is on other side.
We need a person,
To whom we can call 24x7.
We need a person,
To party hard.
We need a person to fight,
We need the same to hug tight, after our fight
We need a person to laugh on our extreme nonsense joke.
We need a person always to be ready in our shoes.
We need a person who recognize us even from the moon.
If we have that one, it is not less than a boon.
And if not then go and find one
We don’t need so many people for all of these need
We need just one to fulfill our deeds
We don’t have options,
To choose our parents, siblings,……and other relation,
We do have option to choose that person
No one else he/she is your ………..
Within him/her
You will find your own reflection
No one else he/she is your ultimate friend.
This friendship is like unique colour,
Just one stroke of it,
Make the picture of other relations better.
Most of us have one or two
Enough to sail the life through
It is like divine to have
Like every precious thing,
It is quite delicate
If you are not in touch with any of your
Before it’s too late.
Take your every effort to save,
Your friendship ……
Try to get connected with you.
Silence always has a noise. It require to acquire the skill to listen this noise in silence. Every silence has its own noise. My silence speaks about human, humanity, love, compassion, nature. What does your silence says to you? Listen it carefully, you will be amazed........
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