Who Am I....?

Purpose of Life

Who am I...?
A Wandering Soul
A wounded bird in a cage
A dark valley
An emotional downstream
A vigorous caveman
or
I am just as ordinary
As a sideline rock....
It is not an easy way
To talk and find myself...
I was wandering around
Trying a refuge of relations
Lots of excuses
A bucket full of unfulfilled desires
My regrets...
But
one day it was revealed
I am what I think I am....
I am from universe 
and
I will be eternal as I pass
The undeniable corridor of death
Divinity is clear...
So is my destiny
My wishes, my deeds
All awaiting down across 
The river 
and
I have to swim 
But
with peace and care
Then I am all clearly done...
Well done in fact.....!!

What Life is Teaching Me...!!

Life and Lesson

What life is teaching me

I often wonder...!

Why i am suffering

why I am so silly

What happened at time 

When I knew nothing of Sins...

When I was just so simple

But

Life treated me like 

I was a Criminal 

Tortured me like a hell on earth

I tried hope

I tried Peace of Mind

I wanted to reconciliate with life

But

Nothing came to rescue me

Devil was strong stood with me

Tried every tactics and I was engulfed

I am still trying hard to find peace

To repent over sins

To ask for Forgiveness to God Almighty

I am hopeful He Will Answer with Love

and Remedies of worldly 

and Soul's wounds....

I am hopeful 

life has in fact taught me a lot

I Guess.....!!

Lost the Glory of Hope....!!

Life and Eternity

I am deep inside a cage of life....!!
Trying hard to combat 
what comes around me as a worldly trap...
but
The illusions and delusions of life 
The final chapters of all the books I have read....
Ask me to begin ....!!
To move forward
look beyond the horizons and find peace
Where is peace and serenity/
Where is love and hope enticed in rainbow colors 
No....
Not here my dear....
Might be in eternity....
But still it lies here
Might Be 
Or what next....? 

While Trying to Live...!!

Life and Desires

While Trying to Live

I Failed not Once, Twice 

but

Millions of Times....

I am lost in glory of mortal life

Forgot to take lessons to live

How to fight the harsh winds

Why keep silent over oppression

Feeling all pain alone

Nobody here to provide shoulder

To

Wipe my soul's tears

I am a departed Soul

Long out of this mortal world...!

But

Trying hard to inhale LIFE Inside

But failing every time....!!

Death seems very near 

but

Afraid to leave this fragile life 

Without filling the necessary gaps

Mend the ways of my loved ones

To

Let them have sparks of real life 

Happy New Year..A Cliche

I am sorry my kids
You were burnt, bledin Aleppo
You were shot with palette guns in Kashmir
You were slaughtered in Myanmar
by brutes
When enemies were dancing on your burnt bodies
Celebrating victories
Your mothers, sisters
Were torn to prices
Nobody could fight back
Muslims lost their collective
Self Esteem....!!
I am your criminal
So are all...
So called Muslims & Arabs
But you are in best heaven
Please forgive me
My fellows
Please don't hold my neck
As we are celebrating
NEW YEAR
with dance, lights and jubiliations
On Day if Judgment
Please please please....!!

To Lose is To Gain..!!

Lonely Soul

I lost you...
I found you
but
who are you?
What is there to be seen
about
How you can overcome your fears
Losses
depression and 
my soul is all empty ....
just because I am not like you
I am hurt and lonely
deep inside my roots
I am an ancient cave
Whose depth can never be found 
and nobody dares 
to
get inside
out of fear; out of disgust
or out of fear of unknown
means death
loss or eternal emptiness....

An Ode to Child of Kashmir

Innocent Kid of Kashmir

You are My Love
My Flower my Destiny
I held your tiny hands....
to take you to lands of Saffron and Apples
I wanted you to row boats in lakes
My desire for you was to grow old 
have knowledge and wisdom
Learn to Love and Respect
I prayed Peace for you and all kids of your age
We have wrinkles over our foreheads asking 
for Freedom 
Peace and Humanity
that 
We never could enjoy ....!!
within Indian Occupied Kashmir
My Grandson....
Today I am sitting beside your mortal body
with wholes of pallet guns all over your 
Little Body
but
Indian Forces didn't think of you
As a child of their own
An Innocent Soul who had to learn to live
and let live
But you are going to be burred
My child...
with a Dignity of a Martyr
and will be receive in Heaven 
with Garlands and Birds Chirping Around,,,
I will tell your story to whole World
There ar lots of Kids who will listen 
If no the so called adults 
Human Rights Vocalists...!!