Her heart sings thousands of melodies, each of which rhymes with his beat.
We believe that all sentient beings should live free from human inflicted violence, oppression, enslavement, exploitation, subjugation, and unnecessary death.
We believe that all oppression is interconnected. Because we are connected through life and consciousness, no one being will be truly free until all are free.
We believe animal rights are an extension of civil rights, as we humans are animals too. Racist and speciest ideologies stem from the same flawed logic, and therefore are both devoid of validity.
We believe it is imperative that humans develop respect for the sanctity of ALL life. It is morally unacceptable for human beings to exploit other beings in the natural world. The...
Torture my living
Rip my flesh
Cut me to pieces
The remains you see
Will ever be
The fallen hearts
For I'm human
In all the parts !
Fallen, never lost
"Happy International Yoga Day"
Suffocation and intoxication was my daily trauma.
Stress, depress and transgress was my week dogma Till everything goes above to these limit a being human turns to a wild hopeless, careless and humorless man.
Blurred me after a time
Eyes To Mind both feels empty
Even I can't survive, a thought comes to the mind better to die or take a help of something as a drug which can give a short life line to live.
This was me before until I became human again by " Yoga".
Best therapy, best way to handle self and most probably a new beginning of physical to mental health.
Three ways you can be, not who you till yet.
1. Meditation (Every morning)
2. Yoga asana (Eve...
Youth is a cup that can't be filled,
We want so much more than can be willed,
Wanting more and more of the same wine,
From a different vine,
You just gotta have something for your glory box,
Something to remember when you're beyond your prime,
What is youth, if not a fleeting temptress?
They bring news of how a man felt after buying his first new iPhone instead of asking him how he felt by helping someone or saving a child.
The sad thing about this world. We depend on possessions and not on comeliness.
Al-Quran Chapter 97: Al-Qadr
"Surely, We have revealed this Quran in the night of Qadr (destiny). And what could make you understand what the night of Qadr is! The night of Qadr is better than one thousand months. The angels and the Spirit (Gabriel) come down, by the leave of their Rabb (Lord), with all Decrees. That night is the night of Peace, till the break of dawn."
-Chapter 95, Verses 1-5
This chapter was revealed in Mecca, Saudi Arabia. The theme of this chapter is to acquaint man with the value, worth and importance of the Quran.
The Night of Qadr has two meanings, both are implied here. First, it is the night during which destinies are decided. Second, the revelati...
Everything is fair in love and war..
Yes.. we say that very often
Oh how can we not justify our lowest deeds?! After all, our selfishness is for the heart's desire! If not someone else, we have to respect our own quest
That's what marks the significance of human beings..
But how wicked of us that we cannot give a nod when someone else appeals the fairness in love and war !
You know everyone warned me about him, told me he is a piece of shit, cruel and careless. But there was this one gift he gave me, that he didn't even have to get, it was a last minute sort of thing, it gave me a glimpse of him he never showed anyone, that was the only present out of all the expensive shit he spent on me to make me stay, that meant the most to me. I thought all I wanted was him. Call it bloody blind love or whatever but he was the only thing I wanted for the longest time. And when he finally wanted me back I thought it would be okay and we were okay. I was so happy but then I couldn't let myself be blind to how everything was just falling apart. Inside of me, around me, outsid...
Breathe the soldiers who haven't seen sunlight cause of the ashes made of their brother's smoke, It covers the daylight.
For Soon, the war will end. I know nothing would be left but the settled ash will glow in your glory with the sunrise
It's a balance of torment tossed back and forth until your numb
Not numb from the pain but just less sensitive to the misunderstandings
You find yourself questioning your value and purpose
How can it be that something that makes perfect sense can only be over looked as a piece of nonsense
Believe and you are saved
Simple truths will set you free
Love and pray
Leave this world with a better understanding of what it means to be human...what it means to be humane.
As I sit in the dentist's waiting room, I listen to a mum telling jokes to a kid.
I feel the kid's chortle reverberating in the air, brightening up the whole place,shattering the monotony of the dull pink walls with a ray of musical sunshine.
Such a pleasant image makes me reflect upon how a simple gesture connected to happiness can ease the burden on a heavy heart.
To me and to all the adults staring vacantly in the windowless room, this was the shortest wait ever.
Even the greatest person have past
that threatens them.
Even the greatest person changes
when they get nothing being good
Look for the light in every day.
Find peace in the midst of every storm life turns upon.
It won't take you long to absorb all the negative around but if for once you try to water the flower of love and faith, it'll bloom with the purest aura of suchness within you.
Two people standing strong
Driven by passion, they can't be wrong
Sleep is a luxury that one can't afford
Charting terrain unexplored,
The other stirred demons
Attracting naysayers with fear as beacon,
One killed in name of God and treason,
The other protecting lives as reason.
Private made public
Does it feel good to you
Is your mind at ease
The trouble you went through is amazing
Where did you find the time
I must admit your plan was great
Some minor mistakes in it but bravo
The hit list
Strike while the iron is hot
Your season has come
I'm rooting for you from way in the back
Take aim and shoot
Win some you lose
After the smoke clears
There just remains you and your pen
No one to celebrate with
Cheers I'll take a shot for you
Stepping back the view is impeccable
All the red flags
Times of the essence
They say while the cats away the mice will play
Don't fall victim to your prey
Dreaming on his feet under the clouded shades, a loud startling bark froze the scene.
Fear displaced breathes and the street almost abandoned.
Barks left and right, barks side to side. Barks that leave one obeying with heart in the belly.
But the stress of death being near, the fear of death it seem clear.
Bark to stop, barks to not move, barks to put up hands, bark, bark, bark.
As my wings raised, they lead their lead into the flying bird.
They unleash fire with deafening pounds, shots of arrows sparking red from all side of the living.
They spread wildfire until life fell from the bird and fear is the last feeling before death arrive to welcome.
They shot him dead.