When I was in 20's
I felt it would be great in 30s
And now when I suddenly felt I am 37
I understood there is no heaven
It's all what we think
About whatever happens
And how much we are able to accept!!!
Category: Revelations
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1 more year added to the list
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Ploy of Fate
In every season
After putting down every reason
How come it all fell down
In just a whisker,,,
Was it enough
Or it fell short,
To think over and over
For Everything that is now no more,,
Slicing through the tip
To reach its toe
How unknown ends plotted
A perfect illusionary show
And the man just left the ground
When it was just about the hit the toe,,,
Fate the guardian of every gate,
When to open and when to close
Who will get wild entry
And who will have to wait
It's all Fate!
Who plays around
Shuffling in and out of different states
Maybe it's testimony of faith
It is trying to shake,,,,
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Whirlwind struggle going forever!
Oh! Man you never stopped proposing,
Ever dreaming and planning,
And He never stopped discarding,
Disposing every planned yearning,,
What a disaster!
And disgust,
Yet the Ultimate reason
To laugh upon this tussle
Your ever-going propositions
And His never-ending dispositions
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Chaaaaaaaaooooooos😶🌫️
In the chaos of resolving chaotic temptations
Got ditched into deeper disarray,,,
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Life : A vicious circle
When dark prevails our life,
Fears too setup in their disgusting style,
And then sudden rush of all insecure thoughts,
Blocks every passage for light,,
How will it pass!
How much will it last!
Will i survive this turmoil !
Or will it take away every reason for next ride!
What if it takes it too far,
How will be the life thereafter,,
Likewise we go on and on,
Distressed Thinking,
Imposing on us every negative thing,
Forgetting and forfeiting,
Torture of imagined predicament ,,
Yet life never forget it's pace,
Whether we halt or continue covering miles,
And that's ultimate truth,
We the passengers,
Striving to build homes that should last centuries,
Hunting for treasures
To stand taller on those dimes,
Crying and plying
For relationships built with so many conditions,
And in the end
We desparately try
To somehow prove
The worth for all the struggles we want through
Through things we collected
Which then no more feel worthy,,,Sanjay Ranout
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Again! and again
Amidst of such stormy tides
I was trying to keep calm
Holding on somehow
To keep my boat sailing
And then it was calm
In and around
Without much sound
It was restored and holding on its ground,
But I was unaware
It won't last another mile
And there she comes
Riding on a flashy surmounting tide
And once again
I lost it
All the calm and peace
It took so much for me to restore
And in a flash
It's all gone,,,,,
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Tireless motion
Am I in?
Or am I out?
Where am I?
Still the same questions!
Yet time hasn’t got any reply!
In this endless search
Rolled the dice
From each and every side
Tried with ancient lamps
Also with modern tubelight
Yet, in the end
It turns out to be usual grind
Only Crushing and confusing the poor mind,,,
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What its really Meant to,,,
These buzzing sounds in mind
Maybe trying to tell something
These sleepless nights
Maybe helping me to understand
And this ever wandering mind
Maybe trying to find
The right path
The right direction
To solve the unresolved mystery of life
To make it feel somehow worthwhile,,,
©Sanjay Ranout
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Irascible state
It might blast anytime soon
Holding the trigger
In tight clutched hand
Thinking and fighting in my head
With my own reactions
To those irritating actions
Don't push me
Don't pull me
Let me stay put
Let me saccade a bit
Glancing at those scavengers
Biting my skin to loose my hold
To Push me for a sudden implode
Still holding
Awaiting things for unfolding
Absorbing the pain of every sting
Not letting the most awaiting impinge
Holding my postion with utmost resistance
Maybe Its time to learn
The next level of patience
© Sanjay Ranout
What lies beneath our thoughts! 