A random thought again

At times everything seems to be a sham, your faith in God, your faith in goodness, your faith in religion of humanity. You are bound to think, what are you living for, you wonder and are confused about your own existence, is it what is life??? Innumerable questions puzzle your mind, and finally there are blank spaces filling your mind, taking it toward an empty crumbling. You feel lost and lonely in a crowd; you think, think and think! And find everything seems to have died, the passion within you, the hopes, the dreams, the beauty of existence, but still you live, just for the sake of living.

And then shines the lady luck to show you the magic of life. You get up with full force, re-ignite the fire within you and this time this is going to destroy every set back laid on your way to the world of your dreams, you strike back with a greater vigor, to win back your beautiful life.


Coming back to life !

The world is alive, I can still breathe, but am a person who is all dead.
Things and people, the body and soul, have now come to an end.
Years before I wondered, what death like is, I can smell it now.
It quietly surrounds you and is silent and slow.


You can feel it, you can taste it, but you can never discard it.
Day and night like a shadow, it hovers over you, without a sight.

It's a magical word, which has a magical effect on you,
You stay alive and you wonder why you do?

A dead man's life I have seen, it’s like a leech, so slow, so penetrating
Sucks out the beauty, sucks out the thrill, sucks out everything, this wonderful life has given you.


A mere physical presence is not life as it means.
I am there, but lost and tired, a moving coffin is what i have been.
Ask me what a dead man's life means.

Hopes are lost and dreams are shattered, you repent your existence
That is when you get to know, the dead man's life’s persistence.

Move back in time; look at the time ahead,
What you find, is a cloud so dark and the time with a dead end.

I walk the lonely roads, waiting to live again.
Because I have found death, time and again.

But I will rise one day from this deadly existence,
The sparkling of hope still has its pertinence.
The dazzling light of the sun gives me a remembrance
Of a beautiful ray of hope after the darkest of nights existence.

My dreams have a place outside the locked box,
They need to fly in the vastness of the Galaxy

My life has a turn towards the greener road, away from the barren land.
I need to take turn towards the green grass, huge trees and lovely flowers and sand.

I can see the bright little butterflies; I can smell the fresh beautiful flowers
I can taste the sweet ripe fruits; I can feel the beauty of creation.

And I have realized there is a more beautiful life after the deadly existence.