Subliminal thoughts

Praise the Devil, Praise the Lord Both, two sides of the same coin. If one is praised and the other Is pelted with stones, Who is to say that He will save Us from misery when He is to be Feared! Light a lamp, offer food For the righteous Devil! He may grant you the wishes Never to be true in the light Of that all merciful Lord. The mind that prays cannot Subdue the mind that hurts. Is there a duel between them? The Devil and the Lord? This incongruity shall never Seem to pass this wretched world What has become of man? Is he an offspring? Of the Devil and the Lord? When shall he learn the obvious? Both are inevitable for mankind Both exist buried deep within  One's mind The choice is left to us to be the Devil or the Lord. Hail the mankind.  

Take out my mind, What all comes out? Look, there I am, Riding a bicycle Feeding on my mother's breasts I cannot tell you all this Oh wait, if not you, then who? I gave it to my master He will Cleanse it for me, I thought He gazed at it For a minute or two And said, my friend its overdue! Like a churning river it flowed, In and out of this tomb. "Give me a break", I pleaded. Once it starts, there's no stopping I looked there and I looked here Nowhere I found the poison To kill this beastly dragon, Spitting hell fire on all. I shut me up in my mind I let it loose like an hind Endless seas for it to go, Before it reaches the shore The creator rests in peace Deep within the limitless seas I see it now, but now its gone! In my heart where it was born.

In the sweet darkness of the night Like a jasmine you bloom into my sight In your scorpion tails that sting me Your ego is my passion Why fritter away thy ingenious soul? This darkness is transient My words, powerless for thine temper Let this be an impetuous tone Arise my love, you know not What lies beneath that cold scoff Truth is sweet to behold My heart beckons the best in You Beneath the mask of your clan I see a stupendous child Yearning for freedom that comes With the light of my eyes Marks of woe shall never prevail In your world of bright skies Let me be the brightest rainbow To ever shine in your world of splendor.

The world is full of paradoxes, more than that it is full of misery. Misery way beyond the comprehension of the ordinary man. That is the paradox. The small joys and wonders that we run after will surely come to an end as soon as the mind retrieves from that. But you would have conditioned your mind in a way that it wants it again. What if you dont get it or it doesnt give you the same joy it used to? The misery starts. This can be applied for all the material possessions in the world. The world has a set of laws and no one can transgress it. But it is foolish to term it as fate and relax a bit. Your fate is in your own hands. Consider the case of a pregnant woman. Her family will rejoice. All of them will be carried away by the same fact. This is indeed very nice and it should be that way. But what if, by the oddest of chances they turn out to be unsuccessful parents? Every child is unique and some may take a whole life time to understand certain characters of a son or a daughter. ...

Heavens into stars, a vibrant constellation The sky is just with no discrimination A flight of stairs into heaven Words fail in thy haven The sun, the moon, the stars all freed By your beauteous space where the creed- Of joy and happiness way beyond The worlds of birds and there abound; The mighty pillars of god The heavens be thy sod. Dream on young angelic princess With my words I shall caress And build a world wondrous to behold In the depths of my heart you I shall hold.

For the lost soul, my love Plead insanity, I bow- Down to thine might Took me away once in a flight Above and o'er the setting sun I fall into the dark abyss, I run; Away from you, into the hands of a few Who lifts me up like a drop of dew Eternal sunshine awaits you, my love Forever and away from me, my dove. See me now for I will be gone Like a receding tide waiting to be born Again with temptable might in bones You shall emerge in different tones.

What is personality? It is derived from the word 'persona' which literally means a mask. People with great personality are people who wear a thick mask. What are we hiding from? Why do we constantly divide ourselves to suite the needs of others' and destroy our own selves? Be bold and face life with dignity. Bravery is not jumping out of an aeroplane or jumping in-front of a moving train. A person who has controlled his/her brain is a brave person. The Sanskrit word dharyam  means a person who has controlled his/her brain and it is translated as bravery. Never humiliate anyone, at the same time, never be humiliated. Everyone loves themselves the most. The fact whether it is a boon or a bane is debatable. If this much is clear, how can anyone say that they love their child/mother/wife/husband the most. If anyone says that, be sure that its a lie. Life is all about struggles. Be it a struggle within you or a struggle amongst your peers. Even if you come out of that, we hav...