Connected Thoughts

Not the entire world can quench my thirst,
Without thy will neither a cracker shall burst,
Quenching my body's thirst is limited,
Quenching my souls thirst is unlimited,



Limitless is the space upon which I roam,
Am a part of it, Yet am an individual on my own,
It flows through me as i flow through it,
And I don't think am all alone,


Loneliness is a mystery to be solved,
Some like to be alone, Majority do not,
When am alone I crave for company,
And ad-mist company I prefer to be alone,


A child does see what grownup's can't,
He smiles at the same fear of which the old man dies,
While the child sees angels around, 
The dying man sees the devils,


One doesn't know what one seeks upon this earth,
Yet he feels there's something remaining to achieve,
He guides himself there with his faith,
But without faith all is a waste,


Faith is a boon to be marveled at,
The one who beholds it is the luckiest,
It is the ray of light in the darkest of holes,
It is the way that leads you home,


Home is the most intimate place to go,
You may be tired or weary or scared,
Yet you are always happy to go home,
Except if your parents are waiting for you and you are late,

Being late means you have to wait,
Waiting is worse than bad fate,
One isn't sure if he should wait or leave,
You always see an opportunity here and there,


Fate in question cannot be answered,
Neither one can explain why light is light and dark is dark,
You can see dark as light and light as dark,
But you are the only one who remains to see it,


What you see need not be what you believe,
But what you believe you'll always see,
Illusions are many in front of you,
And illusions are realities too,


The act of acting is for actors,
The act of killing is for murderers,
Funny it is the hero soldier killing for a nation,
Villain is the child who killed his raping father,


Society deems what is right or wrong,
Wrong is the society in wich we live on,
Right may be a persons point of view,
But watch out! People are always against you,


Love is the ultimate destiny of man,
Yet he see's not, feel's not what's at hand,
You may go searching all over for the truth,
But the truth remains hidden where your love stands,


Anger isn't a weapon but a loop hole,
Its a thin layer of ice on an abyss you shouldn't stand,
Its depth is far beyond your control,
Its destruction always at hand,


Hand is very vital to our body,
It can integrate or disintegrate anybody,
It is a weapon of choice or instrument of help,
It's usage is best when controlled by one's head,


Everyone's got a head on their shoulders,
Its a sacred entity that has been gifted,
Very few are those who use its power,
Very many are the fools who never follow,


Follow not what your mind says,
But let the mind follow what the heart says,
Blessed is the man who can feel emotions,
Cursed is the man who has no emotions,


Emotions have been given to everybody,
But not many consider its value,
Yet no matter what happens,
Everyone is entitled to portray one type or another,


One another is what we must see,
But this is how we see,
When I want something, its always one,
And when its time to blame, Its always another,


See to your right or to your left,
There's no one there until you wait,
Usually they come after you have left,
Then why come early when they don't care,


Who needs money?
I was born without money,
I'll die without money,
All I need is time,


If God did not create you,
Why will he hurt you?
If God created you,
Then why will he hate you?


Am walking in a lane,
A stream of water gleams under my feet,
It reflects my reflection,
It reflects whom I call me,


I got nothing more to say,
Writing my thoughts isn't difficult,
Explaining them is,
And understanding them is near to impossible.