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

Dreams

Twinkle Twinkle little stars…

Dreams are only made to your stars

With closed eyes you seem closer & truer

With open you are farer & further

Twinkle Twinkle little stars…

Dreams are only made to your stars

Blinking awakens us to make you real

Some steps we know what to take

Some steps we find to take

Twinkle Twinkle little stars…

Dreams are only made to your stars

We seize you with our hands & Never let you go 

As treaded & weaved it with our “Sunshines”

Terrorism

How are you different from the word ‘Terror’?

As half of you is only him in you...

Terror shakes you from inner to your outer

In accord Terrorism shakes from your outer to your inner

Terror has more sky to fly it can be found in every try

Motionlessly Terrorism can leave you high & dry

Terror is created with our own minds

Terrorism is created with the minds of others

Terror an emotion gifted by birth, we can find it in all

Terrorism is gift by others which we learn by sight

Terrorism holds the reins of Terror…

 Is that what makes difficult to balance?

How are you different from the word ‘Terror’?

As half of you only shows him in you…