Mirror

Art of seeing ourselves was changed by U

Where earlier we could find ourselves in purity of water too

Art of seeing ourselves was changed by U

Where definition of stillness changed along too

Art of seeing ourselves was changed by U

Where completeness had changed its meaning too

Art of seeing ourselves was changed by U

Where track of time was lost by losing themselves in you

Art of seeing ourselves was changed by U

But when I ended up staring in you
Was only left beaming at my inner-self through you…..

Bubble

Like a bubble floating in the sky

Seeing to believe what I see...

Thinking to melt away in hallow shine of worldly things

Or to sincere faces with smiles

Like a bubble floating in the sky

Seeing to believe what I see...

Thinking to melt away in comfort of gadgets noise 

Or to peaceful crackling laughter of children in sight

Like a bubble floating in the sky

Seeing to believe what I see...

Thinking to melt away to the time given by you

Or to make the time melt as I move forward to U

Like a bubble in the sky

Seeing to believe what I see...

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’