All my core is now a frozen sea...where dead neurons locked in its voids... everyday I cry for stagnant ice to crumble...so let some sun pour its warmth...and let my core loose again in the mighty ocean....

As time flowed before my eyes like a divine stream
I sat numb on its bank, mesmerized hypnotized
until what left was merely the remains, the sands
oh an era passed and I was still in the dreams
all i hear now the winds of an eternal void
as if a part of me is lost, and by nothing it would fill

Nice click, awe sum look, gorgeous, u look pretty, nice smile....oxford is running out of adjectives...top view, front view, side view, sectional view(!)....all possible details covered...now will u please accept that u r aw sum and gods beautiful gift to earth and start uploading only those photos which are really a portrait of memory...a moment of utter happiness to be captured essentially for future recognizance..

Settling down in life is such an ironical term....its like the temptation of adam n eve to eat the apple in the garden of eden...only after having that fruit they realize that they are now fallen angels.....temptation should remain as temptation...aim should remain as aim...dream should remain as dream...because when people think that something is their destiny...and they should settle...there is nothing left....n empty vacant space...light years to travel...but nothing to be found...

I see u my friend on other side of d railway crossing....seconds to meet by...and you cross by ....I see u my friend once part of d same river but now we flow along different tributaries....but m I prisoner of memory...and there you sit on the memory lane....to all d lost friends with a hope of meeting u again...

The days that are no more
but their soul dances in chaos
hundred sleeping pills i take
to skip the venom beneath the nectar syrup
still i hallucinate to the ancient history
once young green leaves standing high
Now the smokes in some distant street
what are these things-the memories
a non degradable substance

---my lucid thoughts

Marketed love tailor made emotions
Absconding God’s vacant temples
Corrupted sociality’s masked gatekeepers
Immoral Intellectual’s moral lectures
Self proclaimed celebrities selfish selfies
Concrete hearts in concrete floors
What I am never to be bothered
What you are is all to be bothered
Think deep you get crushed
Think nothing you die like dust