Strings

Puppets with strings tied to your hand

Your direction is the guiding light to which we walk

The ones who believe in U are close to me

The ones who don’t believe in U are also close to me

As this is the way U taught me to see

Both are blessed with your planned thinking I know

Purification

When wind touched me,I silently prayed for purification

When water touched me,I silently prayed for purification

When confusion touched me,I silently prayed for purification

When sorrow touched me,I silently prayed for purification

When happiness touched me,I silently prayed for purification

When darkness touched me,I silently prayed for purification

When light touched me,I silently prayed for purification

But Almighty when U touched me, I only prayed to forgiveness & healing…

Sky

Your sight knits me to your stride

Want to raise & fill scoop out of U

Garnishing with toppings of all goodness life gives U through

Your sight knits me to your stride

All shades of blues can be found in U

Your depth seems unmeasurable like the depth of our souls

Your sight knits me to your stride

Spread of yours can never be completely painted through

Making us still find our horizons in U

Your & My spread craft the same

We both cover our Worlds

Your sight knits me to your stride 
Making me belong as part of U

Wings

By no means an Angel

Possessed by wings of my own

Have always believed in this truth

If not my various flights to unknown

Would have still been looking for answers?

By no means an Angel

Possessed by wings of my own

Dimensions of any sight could not hold

In Strength of my wings believed more

If not journey before start would have ended

Winds against my wings keep fluttering to & fro

Refusing to give up on the scratches which come & go

By no means an Angel

Possessed by wings of my own

Which I will don till the end of my soul...

Spirituality

Leafing here & there

Straining the meaning of Spirituality

Some purified me to mean away from Materialistic

Some purified me to mean not Superficial

Some purified me to mean closer to God

Some purified me to mean higher level of Consciousness

Pocketing all connected to which I believe

Which hoists my spirits that’s what makes the word

‘Spirit-uality’

Color

Creator when you created us

How did you define our Color?

Was it the one with white you loved more?

Or was it the one with black you loved more?

Creator when you created us

How did you define our Color?

Was the Color matched to our soul?

Ignorant I, thought it’s colorless

Creator when you created us

How did you define our Color?

Was the Color given as per our sins?

Ignorant I, thought we are all sinless or only governed by sins

Creator when you created us

How did you define our Color?

Wish you had sent a tag along

As our fellowmen fail to understand created them equal

You never thought could be a SIN from U....

Paradise

Building a house of my own….

Stands a-loaf to others

 Instead of walls of bricks

Planned with windows to four sides

Building a house of my own….

Stands a-loaf to others

Windows to all sizes which fit each size

Whoever comes in quest of me?

Building a house of my own….

Stands a-loaf to others

My foundation is sculpted of love

My Ceiling is weaved of sky

Where Birds, Rainbows, Sun, Rain, Clouds are all with me

The passing time has taught me to walk with him

The time which I need to see has no hold over Me……

Building a house of my own….

Stands a-loaf to others