Innate Wanderer

Humanity, when did it came into existence and what is its purpose? First half of that question has been answered by science, religion and many other societies. But the second half of the question is yet a mystery to us.   What is it that drives us? We ourselves have claimed that we are the superior of all the living things. We claim that we are the free and above all the remaining living beings. We cage other animals and gaze at them whenever we want to. What makes us do that? The one thing that makes us do that is to prove the reality of our freedom. We need proof to believe that we actually are free. When we see a caged animal or bird, we realize that it has no freedom to do whatever it wants to do but we have such power. Is freedom has to be proved by something else or someone else’s suffering and inability to do certain things. But what actually is freedom. It is just doing certain things that others cannot do or it is something that is beyond any other persons or a...

Walking for the decades and miles Dead weight and worthless as flies Bound to end and suffer while alive Selfishness and materialistic is the drive I see you all and for what you are Immoral and vanity is your layer Above all else you think you lay One fall, and You break like all other pot clay Righteousness is your outer face When rubbed hard, Will reveal your monstrous menace Showing the fake identity is your play That is only the means to truth’s delay In the end,   It will always be the reality that will prevail Fake faces and layers will be the first to fail

All across the distance between us Distance is what that bind us Caring does not care the distance We could be one and all any instance I still have the scent of your fragrance. That makes me forget the distance Distance can never put our love in cage We still have that sparking lustful rage

Joys of celebration ringing on your ear Smiling and happy people in every rear What was missing? Happiness, joys, and serenity Dancing in the floor with crowd Music and celebration so loud Mideast of all I was dancing for formality I was wandering far from the reality I am dancing with the whole world Yet a shivering and lonely feeling of cold Fast and speedy has this dance become But pain increasing inside me that I have to overcome Enjoyed by others this mutual touch of dance I alone feeling like its dance to call the menace The touch that will end soon Feeling will be with moon Said that everyone will be here  End of happiness And that will show true and fare Dance will become a march of dead And soon no one will even share one crumb of bread Evil that resides in us as selfishness and greed Will take over the happiness and will breed No more dance and mutual touch of attachment Killing and betrayal will be final and detachment Soon I will be dancing again In the pool of ve...

Wondering the sanity of being Reasons and purpose of living Middle of fire of insanity Drifting in the realms of vanity So peaceful, oblivious and empty Yet feared of own safety Mind becoming craftier on destruction Body bind by signals of mental function Edge of tower and fear of height Body doesn’t want it Yet mind always wins the fight Falling down and swift whispering of air Then the mind realizes that it’s not fare.

Beautiful those eyes in sight seeing makes my mind right Deep into your eyes ocean Bright is your face as thousand suns Fare and beautiful as a rose I want to be with you very close My knee gives up when you are in sight Even so seeing you makes my mind right Attraction and closeness is what i see Your voice is like a bird song when its free Never will i be tired of your beauty Admiring beauty is what i think is my duty Never will you be mine Alone and Free is what makes you shine.

Done with world I am Living the failure life I am No matter the continuity and hope I shall hold the price of dying rose Until the end and start of the world I shall remain here as old They shall prey for the destruction But I shall only hope for my resurrection Destiny it was what I thought For the wars I have fought Sins that has started since the beginning Again here begins wars of regaining Sins will downpour and will be compared No match for what I have endured That shall make me the most evil and invincible This is not war of sanest and sensible But I have reached far from humanity Nor do I understand responsibility and sanity So I shall bring the fear and destruction There is end where ever there is creation I am here as villain to facilitate an end So hero will rise to became my end This is the cycle of good and evil But never it was I who choose to became the evil But I shall be born again There shall be my reign But will I get to choose or fate w...