More than Words !

Look the change is here Look its all again over here Look the freedom of our soul is near Look we will all be away from tears Now, we all are in unseen cheers Now, we all can go beyond our fears Look it’s finally a beautiful morning We are now all away from the night long suffering We are all humans today We are all brothers today Look the discrimination has disappeared Many souls have died, just for others to be appeared We all are beyond the border line today To the world of creativity today Look everyone, the dreams are just over there Look everyone, in sometime we will be there It’s now for all of us to change It’s now for all of us to change

It’s surrounded by itself It’s made by itself It’s the formation of its own form It’s the magic of its own world It’s the boat and the water itself It’s the stars and the space itself It’s the love and the lover itself It’s everywhere, where can you not get it It’s consisted in the Buddha’s eyes It’s consisted in the murderer’s voice You cannot define it in its any form It’s free within any object of any form Where is it not then? Where is it then? Nobody can claim for it Nobody can deny for it It’s nothing but makes everything It’s everything but becomes nothing It’s what it is about It’s about what it is ……

It happened , Suddenly, Everything I was, Has gone. I am a new me today, Full of peace, In harmony today. The body may be the same, Something inside me has changed. The producer may be the same, The story has changed. It happened , Suddenly, Everything I was, Has gone.

In every calculation of numbers , Something is ever missing in its own, Either its Euclid trying to explain about a line , Or its some theory explaining someones mind Something is ever missing own its own Something has to be unknown For the world to feel that something is known But there is higher calculation of this unknown Far above the conciousness of this world Lies the conciouness of the ultimate designers world Nobody can reason for something what he does He is completely away from the knowingness of this world . But it doesn’t mean a chance to know something , is gone. You have to wake up, you have to shake up You have to crucify you have known , Then when mind gets empty on the divine tone , Then only there is a chance something might be known . TO KNOW IS TO DROP EVERYTHING YOU THINK YOU KNOW ..

I was drowned in theories As they say, I was drowned in theories, As they explain. Each day came a new theory in my mind But none of them proved anything at any time I remember my teacher explaining “Adam Smith” The father of economics bringing theories  Theories some said was good to know  Theories some said NO NO NO But I don’t know where I stand Because I don’t think I know reasoning for yes and no Here begins the theory of yes and no Opposing the theories of marginal utility on my tone  Hush! The theories change and change  No! Resembles the chances for ‘yes one day All of you just think your brain out  And revive your senses to take out a new theory As I have done, to bring out  To bring out the theory of yes and no Yes sir, yes Sir I said and said  The next day, no was the out come of yes which I said  The theories change everyday  And I am drowned in theories everyday !!

How can you say there are no definitions When it is not meant to be defined It’s about going crazy and crazier If not now then when to try…….. It’s now about fragility of your own emotions Not merely what and what not to do It’s all about emptiness More you get in, deeper the emptiness gets It’s all about stretching to the optimum extent And go on stretching until it breaks I am not trying to explain what is and what ought to be It’s all about the view I see from my height 

He claimed that he should know, The truth beyond the mischief of life, He claimed that he had the right, To go beyond the time and the sky. Whenever the night started falling, He promised himself to be the dawn of the morning. He had fire in his eyes and water in his heart. Whenever he intended to, he was beyond this empty world. He was the ruler of the night And the conqueror of the daylight. Galaxies and beyond, he was the one to know them all. The conspiracy of the modern world, Could do nothing to the feathers that could have fall, He remained untouched, with thousand And thousand of those empty touch. Neither was he less, nor was he more He was always equal to the prayers of this world. But beyond this world he was the creation of his own soul, In the space of the divine mothers home. He moved when it was intended to, He stopped when it was written to , The divine act could easily be seen in his eyes, Beyond the mysteries of the earthly sky. Unsung by words, his song could...