I am free,
Because I just want to be me,
And improve me.
Peace is forged by battles, bloodshed, war, deception yet its peace ...
So is the paradox of life ....
- Dhawal J
ISQH KI RAAH PAR
Chadh gya hai isqh tera iss kadar
Na rastay ka pata hai na manzil ki khabar
Hum to bas chale jaa rahay hai tere he bataye iss raah par hokay befikar..
Sambhal lena tum agar dagmaga jaye mere kadam,
Pahli baar chal raha iss kadar isqh ki raah par..!!
Bukowski brought us together
Sipping green tea
At our table for two
Walked past the window
Like fading shadows
Of the lives we had left behind
VALUES OR FETTERS?
Ethical values play an incredibly vital role in one's life. We are who we are because of them. But sometimes these values, if not altered, can become a fetter for you or your loved ones. There's a thin line between values and anecdotes still people seem to disregard that. I have personally seen many relationships fall off the roof in the name of values and I don't know how many more will go through the same dilemma. I just feel that somewhere we need to be a little flexible with our values, as things are not always black or white, there's a gray area too which challenges our anecdotes to mold a little.
Or in the name of values, we are simply attempting to get away with ev...
Shambles of life,
Knackered being right.
Whispering to self,
for being wicked and that's fine.
Journey from wonky,
Landed to being dodgy,
Nicked the time,
I still have with me,
Letting myself to be more chuffed,
And that's what really matters to me.
Sunsets like you are meant to be free.
When your silky pastel shades pave the way for the sun to seek refuge at night, you tinge life with magic in the pinkest pink of cherry blossom and orchids.
Who am I to lay claim to your iridiscent smile or your gleaming eyes that spring out of the nothingness that surrounds us?
All I can do is treasure each transient ray of joy you mysteriously choose to gift to this project of being, and not wonder when, or why, or even how. All I can do is let myself bathe in your aureate light as you beam in every possible way.
A letter to my Hometown
I once wrote that Newquay was a Peter Pan town, the town where nobody grows up! I have changed my opinion, after observing the friends that I have made over the last eleven years, friends who have started families, have jobs, have responsibilities and bills to pay, I now realise that Newquay is not a place where people refuse to grow up, but rather a place where people refuse to grow old.
Newquay is a town which opens its arms to the inner child, and embraces it wholeheartedly. It is a town that is well known for its surfers and skaters, but it is so much more than that. Newquay is a community filled with musicians and artists, misfits and poets, freespirits and ...
A little stillness
A little quiet
A little peace
Sometimes that is all you need
- Shefali Dang
Imagine the revolution happened
the one that you talk and dream about
Imagine your side won
and you had the society you have always wanted
How would you choose to live
in perfect society
NOW START LIVING LIKE THAT NOW
There are may paths that lead
To the top of the mountain
So whichever path
You choose to follow
Its the never a waste of time
The only people wasting their time
Are those who run around
The base of the mountain
That you are taking the wrong path
You got what you wanted,
Now you don't like it?
You have, what many desire of,
Yet, it's not worth a penny,
You seek something else,
Something that you don't own,
Your greed is growing,
Your needs are growing,
You feel stuck in this life,
You want to be free, but don't want to die,
Eternal freedom is unacceptable to you,
While, worldly pleasures are not,
What is it that you desire Musafir?
What is it?
Questions are aplenty,
Answers are not.
Don't let the silence speak for you,
Come, sit here, and talk!
I don't have desires,
I have aspirations,
To be what I am capable of,
We are capable of endless possibilities,
Yet limited by our bounded capabilities,
Voice or noise! -
Why we feel those noise around,
That heads us to listen so loud,
Scream to stop to get it back,
Hating those things that isn't fake,
You won't like to hear those voice,
That affects u with truth alive,
Let it speak and allow to listen,
That's the truth u must be given.
Each of us is unique in our own ways and writing is one of the best mediums to express and introduce our inner self. But have we ever thought of describing a writer? Well I am sharing my perspective and would like to read your creative definitions as well.
Who is a writer
The one who has empowering powers within himself
The one who makes up with his inner strength
The one who has a big heart and several hats to handle at the same time
The one who radiates excitement and enthusiasm
The one who has layers of depth to his thoughts and feelings
The one who shares his genuine being with undying smile
The one who leads like a mythical Phoenix with confidence and grace
The one who is un...
Skin softer then the night Sky !
Smile brighter then the sun, it gets me so High !
“Stolen moments” and the music starts to Unplug !
As we ask bartender for more 805 inside the Mug !
Actions of the past can’t erase what we Did !
For you, I’m willing to just fall off the Grid !
A woman who doesn’t seem to know her full Beauty ! A Duty ! I’m willing to take on to never let her forget it !
Bonnie if you ever slip up off your Path !
I promise to catch you and hold you through all the Aftermath !
Freedom is what happens when we don’t think about scarcity but about abundance - not of material things but of timeless pleasures like the present day.
What would you give to live in a free state? Even if freedom meant carrying a few less things on your back...
In life and mind
Can save the day
From curse and troubles
Let’s do this!!!
All people on Earth