If life is so wise!
Why couldn't it teach yet
Or if being so dumb
It awaits for me since forever
To grow up more
Crests and troughs
Uncounted yet insurmountable
Still busy in learning this balancing act
Once a seeker
Is always seeker
Wandering if I could change its course
Yet quite comfortable
Being a wandering soul!!
Category: Understanding
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Who is wise!!
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A reason for everything
All these endless stars
Up above in the sky
Might not be making our night
Warmer and brighter
Yet Somewhere to someone
They Must be supporting their lives...
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Those unknown dimensions
In this intoxication of setting myself free
I am lost somehwere in an unknown domension
Being here
Its calm all around, everywhere
And it becomes chaotic
As i turn myself to investigate
Where i am!!!
What a state to be in!!!
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Emptying
Roaming around to get somewhere
While the destination is still unaware
For now halted the search to Unknown
Ceasing the trials
In a bid to influence the affirmations
Emptying the mind from everything known
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Chaos deep inside
This war
Being Fought inside my walls
Tearing me apart
Dividing into different parts
Each part
Claiming being at right front
For the right cause
And amid all that chaos
Am holding on each one's wows
Every side is staking
To present there case being
The only waking
Its delusional
Its confusing
To decipher the right voice
What I am holding onto
What I am tempting on
From this hue
I wanna cry
I wanna be strong
I wanna clarity
I wanna peace
Yet I am stuck
In uncertainty and feeling being plucked
Where i have no control
How to react in such absolve
I am just letting it roll
Awaiting final call
Hope i won't stall
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Submergence
Playing trickster
Up and down
Clouds above
Drenched pavements
Yet ready for another down burst
Sitting alone
With Plugged in buds
A black coffee mug
Still simmering
Evaporating its musk
All of this
With some old time tunes
Amid Floating attention
From Highlights
To forecasts
And momentary stay
In present overcast
Yet kind of Submergence
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Haze of life
Through all broken pieces
All I can see
A face in many segments
Getting much closer to the bits and pieces
Lying everywhere
I can see same face in every segment
Through all these segments and faces
Which face is mine
Which surely can be called
Insignia of my life
With time passing
Fading vision through mirrors
It's getting hazy and lazy
With Mind getting dizzy
Thinking more seems so buzzing
Maybe It will even stop trying
And end up all the striving
And settle to remain in hiding
©Sanjay Ranout
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Insanity
In the war of weapons
To compete the world's impression
Spending millions
For fiery collection
Piling up
The Storehouses of destruction.
When it comes to the justice!
Is it being served for all of the human efforts
Being put for centuries for its upliftment
And here spending chunk of dollars
To destroy and destruct the holders
Jeopardizing it's own existence
What lies beneath our thoughts! 