They are together!!!

                          Some times words mean..so little..

Rebirth

As I walked through the alleys of darkness.

I stumbled upon a mystic lake.

Magical as it was .. hidden in it were stories..

As I stepped into the story .. the real turned surreal

It was indeed a mystic lake

where the trees bloomed in the arid winter,

and a brightly lit home shadowed like a twins..

I questioned the verity of the ecstatic feelings

The ecstasy was unlike others . for it made me cry

As I traveled deeper into the stories of the mystic lake..

I noticed there were singing swans , mythical deer's ,

story-tale bunnies , free birds,drunken

trees , lost winds , flirting sun-rays and

a pond which was fluttering like the heart of a bride..

They were her children with stories woven

I had a feeling I had never felt before..

fear yet a sense of calm prevailed

Paradoxically as it was..

with out thought I danced on the song..

Tear was a companion for long

yet the warmth was holding me along.

Eyes dried ,ecstasy continued

I sensed I knew the feeling..

Like a fish I had breathed in her womb

her love had tried to prepare me for a cruel world.

I still panicked when I sensed I would drown when out

I cried then too..

she held me close to her bosom

and then the same calmness dawned upon me

I snapped, There was a push

She was cajoling me to feel the wind..

For a moment I was a child again

refusing to let go of her

Yet the temptation of flying was too strong...

I ran,turned and glanced at her for a brief second

She smiled and said..

"You will be born again.. and I will be there"

Vicious circle

Obscurity of Life.. that sudden smile..

or fascination of dying alone.. all will come together once

That day is not far when man will question his virtues..

When voices will be one to a common cause..

Differences will exists but union will be for greater good.

Mankind will fight to join again..

When basic needs will hold higher values..

When Necessity will fetch only necessary..

When greed will have no place to breath.

When sacrifice will become sacrilegious

The rising will see blood.. Conflict will be on the rise.

Balance and order will be shaken.. Mankind will be deprived of any compassion..

The years would continue.. Until the he will fight back to stake claim.

The order would change .. balance would change..

But then there is a reason why it is called a "Vicious circle"

Last Man Standing

I cannot live a lie, I cannot pen a lie..

I know that smile wasn't a lie..

May be I thought he was you...

Everything around me...

Everything that breeds was a lie...

May be the moment which I assumed was indeed a lie.

You will not tell me....

that the dream was a lie..

May be it was a lie what I promised..

May be we both couldn't handle anything else but a lie..

I am not afraid.. we are all the

hands on the clock.. they all lie.

Go live .. but not a lie..

Yes the stare in the darkness wasn't a lie.

Yes that streak wasn't lie...

How mundanely we forget that his time span is too small..

Senses fuels on lies..

I closed myself... This time it was him... not the lie..