Voices of GOD unheeded

Sea waters are salty
tears are salty too.
Then whose tears is
the sea water?
It is the tears of
the Creator-the Lord.
Why he cried?
To save men?
Why men are crying?
To save themselves?
So are we selfish
and ungrateful too?
Instead of accepting
what god gave us,
why we ask him the
reasons for giving us sorrows?
Why we do not ask him the
reasons for giving us life?
Why the Almighty have to
answer everything?
Why not the creations by
the Almighty understands
their creators voice??

IT means What?

Some words extinguishes in a moment.
Some words cuts into pieces.
No words exist in the time of feeling at lost.
Words says, means, tries to make one understand
but nothing is understood when one is stroked by thorns, only
the insisting pain stays back after moulding the wounds also.
I understood there is no feelings behind the expressions.
I understood all the humans have become lifeless as stones.
It hurts hard when hit against a sensitive bud.
I understood the silence have got no meaning.
I understood keeping on trying brings the result second to nothing.
I understood everybody is a stranger.
I understood love do not comes easily.
When I saw through my inner eye
I understood the insane World.

The Destoyer

Destruction is yet to come.
The miseries of the myth
hitting the existence.
The fantasy is getting old
the reality chasing it.
The innocence is heating up
the world is moving
towards the wrong direction
shown by us-The Destroyer.

Moving out where?

Life is going away
distance spacing between
each of us.
We stand alone in the
thirst of the miracle.
The serenity getting
destroyed by smoke.
Clear, pure soul
is pleading on distress.
Its moving far
no more within sight.
It kept me waiting
only for the end or
the ultimatum.

THE Dumb FEELINGS

The feelings have no words.
The words that are spoken
it never gets faded.
Neither do the feelings,
but feelings cannot be
expressed in words.
Feelings can be shown
but it is dumb.
The absence of its eloquence
makes it more vivacious.
The speechless feelings
are intoxicating.
Feelings are intrigue of
inherent speech of our heart.

Desires Untouched

Heart full of desires,
mind full of hopes,
eyes full of dreams,
hand full of roses,
tongue full of love verses,
standing in the mid
one way in the dark stars shining
in its brightest light.
Cool wind, sweet wind or heart stopping wind
blowing the days ending music of dusk.
Another way in the hazy, steamy sky
the half sun blossoming
the splendour, orange sun beam
rekindling the day’s opening music.
I am waiting in between
them with a desirable thought in me.
Everyday it’s diminishing and glowing again
as the nights and morns are passing beside
as my waiting and the desire never gets
diminished or shattered.
It only gets untouched, unfelt.

THORNS TO THE SOUL

Problems inhibit many times.
The effect stays back
as a thorn to the soul.
The reality washes down
the actual feelings over
and put it to the end.
There the voice rises
and laments the truth over side.