In face of opposing view I stand strong To be the voice of the few Not scared by the privileged and armed And the intimidating men I challenge the villain in his den You can dismiss me As foolish or rude But bow I will not Before the talks of the shrewd Never aligning with those With blind eyes To the miseries of the poor And their brethren's plights Brandishing myself Against the blows of power I've planted seeds of labour And wait for the shower Suppressed dreams Mutilated screams All will be delivered in the battle's end From the opposing forces If I am not better, at least I am different.
In the woods, falling asleep Staring the arms wrapping the darkest nights Her eyes plunged into the yellow street light Cladded stars ,yellow flowers in the blink of eye dreams swallowed her Catacombs were old souls played Random notes of clarinet Petrified , her hands shivered Plums fall to labyrinth of earth Decored by Petrichor rhythming the rustle of dried old leaves Narcissus admiring his alluring beauty Drowned in the depths of ignorance Mirage of thoughts owed him death Not the mere reflection I am not the flower with tales of unending beauty nor the naive soul admiring thyself If I am not better ,atleast I am different
Set out my journey on a small paper boat Sailing to watch the beginning of sunrise Wishing to witness the magic of starlight Destination set at the end of the rainbow I began to paddle my way down the river
Life begins in the most beautiful way An individual's journey of fulfillment Meeting, learning and experiencing life It takes a while to infer the uniqueness
The tears I shed when their laughter echoed The nights I stayed awake when they slept With a smile I braved to confront the storm Without any armor or a weapon on me
All the way I walked, neither a map nor a road The best way was always the one I discovered All the faces that passed, disappearing clouds The most beautiful face belonged to lost love
The one who tries hard to stand on their own legs Always under the spot-light of criticism and The one who takes the shortcut to the heights Always safe under the chande-lier of defense
Crumbling on the nightbed of dark thoughts Waging war on the self who feels misunderstood I'm emitting signals of a frequency so varied It's either too much or too less of me for them
And I stare at the blank wall, talk to the ceiling Under the cold showers, I confess my love Open the balcony to shout out " I don't care ! " Maybe I'm not meant to be understood by you
Begin again, as morning pulls the night curtains Wear a smile on my face, not pretence, I mean it Pass the crowds with a smirk, I own my way No need to follow anyone, when my passion leads
Oh darling, flowers do not bloom to compete They bloom beauteous, fragrance inherent Symbolize uniqueness, no blossom is identical I'm a dainty daisy rowing to meet divine destiny I'm unique - if I'm not better, at least I'm different
In a huge universe domineered by black immensities... A tiny planet where life exists, perhaps alone... We play a big role in shaping this part of the world but now we have been forced to fight for our own survival...
A tiny virus has the vast human world in its power but it's our own ugly creation and we've no one else to blame for this disaster... This catastrophe should go a long way in teaching us some vital lessons.
I wonder if this has happened before. The entire human world has come to a near-stand still and what is worse, we don't know how far this will go on though serious efforts are being made by every government. Pray this ends.