I know I have imperfections: I do lie sometimes, Putting up [ … ]
Category: Poem
School my second home
I was taken back in time while keeping the present in focus, I traveled world with my feet firmly planted on ground- school, my second home!
Silence is violence
Listen to the Spirit murmuring day in and day out, Some call it conscience others soul…but know that Silence is violence.
Education the Horse Race
Education is a competition we did not agree to enter, To be put against and compared with each other. Read my poem on education…
Behind calm eyes
The darkest secrets hide in the calmest eyes…every wrong step comes with a price to not let anyone know about the secrets behind calm eyes.
The Meaning
Growing with my age…Started hating the way she did earlier…And mended up to exclude me from her…the meaning of happiness
A word of love to a healing heart
Stride through the alley of purgatory…The bliss that is to embrace you, a word of love will enlighten the immortal in you.
Time will always flow
I have one advice,
Time melts just like ice.
Manage it carefully,
Or it will betray you brutally,
Independence Day
In every corner you will find Unity, Like the peacock we show our Diversity.
Reach Out
Two contrasting narratives on his death: One, he was old and sick; he died of natural illness; Two, he was “murdered” by the powers that be. Of course, the narrative you would take depends on how well you know the person of Stan. Well, that is not the issue I want to talk to you about.
