The first thought after waking up in the morning from my bed “I can assert this immediate knowing that I am alive this morning like any other…… Read more “Morning and my Bed “Poem””
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Karbala “Poem”
Karabala is no fairy tale to be glorified Worst then the any genocide in history Hussein in the deserts bleeds O kings Nephew of the prophet takes…… Read more “Karbala “Poem””
My Funeral “Poem”
Never a funeral for me nor any Shrine How amazing it would be O Ghalib if no one attend my Janaza? Once I take my my life…… Read more “My Funeral “Poem””
By Gone Days “Poem”
Oh life what to do with those by gone days? When I felt the whole world opening its arms? Where are they gone? In past why can’t…… Read more “By Gone Days “Poem””
Read “Poem”
Read when you have everything to lose Read when your taking your last breath The first messsge to mankind was to read Reading to reading is true…… Read more “Read “Poem””
A Dungeon “Poem”
A dungeon I find for my permanent residence A lonely park invaded by long wet grass and silence and darkness A house of the dead with bones…… Read more “A Dungeon “Poem””
Eagle Dance “Poem”
It was one of those nights of revelations There was Sunny and my soul alone on streets We talk for hours and then was on our way…… Read more “Eagle Dance “Poem””
Mediocrity “Poem”
Sitting on sofa reading Jack Kerouac I asked Sam what does it mean by Mediocrity? He wasn’t not the dictionary how can he know? Mediocrity is what…… Read more “Mediocrity “Poem””
My Definition for Life? And How to Find yours! Here is the story.
“We should come home from far, from adventures, and perils, and discoveries everyday, with new experience and character.” Wrote Henry David Thoreau So I come home yesterday with…… Read more “My Definition for Life? And How to Find yours! Here is the story.”
Fear and Loathing in our every day lives! “The Existential Crisis.”
The sun rises again this morning when I was standing on the roof-top. It’s bright yellow light shone on my pale sunken cheeks and I understand what…… Read more “Fear and Loathing in our every day lives! “The Existential Crisis.””
The Portrait of an Artist 