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A Book with blood and flesh

A book has many lessons, Some we will remember and others we won't, It is just like a treasure hunt,  with stories good and bad ,  with moments of  happiness and that  of sad, Teaching how to deal with situations very hard We humans are nothing but, books with blood and flesh, Relationships come as lessons, Some with stories good and some with bad, Tales to that deserve telling with happiness and others being so so sad Teaching us to the know-how of some situations very hard Mother, father, son, wife and daughter Life would've done much better without this clutter, Relationships and hardships go hand in hand,  with  Band of worries and happiness as much as sand, All is well that ends well I am elated to be related,is all there to be said, About life, Is just a collection of memories Some are  remembered, others you don't, it is just like a book It has so much to teach us, All depends upon where you look, Reading a book, is like living a new life, human like,  A Book with fl

Dear Rain

Dear rain o dear rain  You have been with me , in pain Have you seen me being sad  It was not always my bad I may be a person mad But I had a reason to see everyone glad! Dear rain o dear rain I had no gain But I tried again and again All my efforts went into vain I know it was not sane  But I enjoyed the faux bloodstain! Dear rain o dear rain Says my mom there's a God I feel somewhere he examines me way up  I know you know his home Go and tell him how is my life a real troublesome! Dear rain o dear rain Says my teacher God is everywhere But I found him nowhere I read so many books  But I can't see how he looks! Dear rain o dear rain I wanted a lot of talk Wanted to tell I am not piece of bulk! Dear rain o dear rain On how is this life  I would say never give me a wife! Dear rain o dear rain O dear my lone friend Please do me a favor Do stay with me forever! Dear rain o dear rain!

Smattering salvation

  salvation is goal of the soul Salvation is ultimate duty and destination of the soul   Like a river's goal is to go back from where it was originated, the ocean ,similarly our soul also longs for the salvation , that is go back to transcendental supersoul , Now that i have some basic knowledge about salvation  , now another question comes to existence is that how to go about it  So to understand how to go about salvation , we need to understand our body first So what is our body ? - our body is composed of 3  principal constituents namely - the soul , the mind , 5 sense organ  Imagine of this body as a chariot that takes us to the supreme soul , 5 sense organs are the horses , mind is the one who drives them , soul is the one who takes the fare 5 sense organs each have their own desires , desires call them continuously , mind gets saturated pleasure , if these sense organs are satisfied by their desires But here the soul should put brakes on the mind , so that the m

Devotion Deciphered

In an  attempt to have devotion deciphered, I have set the pen in motion, Smattering devotion is a task of audacity, As everyone's​ discerning, I am here to divulge, The Alchemy of a juvenile to prodigy, The world is largely invested to deception, While devotion is an artillery to reality, Misapprehension is so vivacious, Utopianism is looking so tenacious, Devotion is dwindled to the rapacious, Paucity of devotion is inducted by the perfidy, Humans now are so treacherous, That they made devotion art of deception, Forgetting their Inception They are now disbanded to the core, There is nothing I could add more, I pensively Dwell on remorse, I feel urge to be bewildered, I might be on my way to repentance, Yet I feel so penitent, The whole thing is predicated on clairvoyance, Devotion is often subjected to divination Mistaken for prescience, It feels to be based on convolution, I find myself muddled on allegations, Population moots me a addled, I m

Indulging delusion

I summon you,the unborn Little stubborn,made up of meat ball,  Out from from darkness to the light,  you had to put up a fight From the void to become child, You had to prove your gender, To the uterus lender To the tests numerous other There rests you promising to be sin free  You failed on it Sailed on to delusion With so much confusion Sent to be sin free You went on a indulgence spree Feeling the source of induction You were resultant force Unaware of the goal You diluted your soul That is a fool in making With thoughts shaking Something is lacking Since you are a sin out of a sin You ought to be  indulging delusion In form of saturated pleasure That is so faux scrumptious... So nonsensious  Wise thing to do  Embrace  the call O dear meat ball Delusion is your fear But the conclusion is very near O dear meat ball Dear unborn Dear child I summon you to sever the delusion.