Seeker Poet

My reach is not the horizon, Not the place where sun sets, I imagine about what lies beyond, Where sun leads to the unknown, I stand here in middle of the rain, With dense smoke flowing out of my mouth, Every view, every feel i see right here, I am curious to see what you don't believe, With cloud roaring, waiting for it's time, To play it's role before sun comes to shine, There's time allotted for each and every thing, Which hurry can't change, what haste can't affect a bit, I got the hanging garden of Babylon, I got the sky beneath which Alexander fought, I am standing on the land and take in the water, Which is as ancient as anywhere is, I got no worry, bear no regrets, I'll have what i am promised, But i don't have desire of horizon, I want to seek what lies beyond.

Look in the eyes of the moment, Don't stop in between to breath, World's got smoke, no essence, Breath what you get through, The world ain't just valleys and gardens, It breaks at midnight, the sweetest dream, Yet don't await for bad to arrive, Go unknown into the moment brave, The life is going wild and young, Stay in the moment silently, At the moment of consciousness patiently, With eyes staring in the eyes of moment, Whatever comes to you, don't leave yourself, Attitude of wise is best of the ways, Stay yourself, even man alone, The world stays harming, in no time it's gone, Don't let the illusions of mind come in between, Don't let them infect the reality, Widen your eyes, open your ears, Listen what heart speaks, see what life presents.

I won't fight you my demons, I won't let you in my dreams, I won't let you be my hero, I won't let you hurt my being, You've been here to make me gone, In dark dungeons, in restless storms, To put me behind, every now and then, To doubt in vain, thinking how and when, You are here every hour within, Dusty smoke; non-existing, not being, I let you in to dress me a thing, To think a slave while being a king, I won't fight you my demons, I'll sway you in a wave, Fear's just a thought, I am bold and brave, Go today, you'll go tomorrow, In refuge of 'the one' got no guilt no sorrow. I don't care a bit, you are enemy of mine, My life ain't dark, it lights and shine.

Life is a weird yet interesting yet surprising yet complex yet simple. It brings turns unknown to a path all known and walked upon. It brings new troubles, often we make most of them. Some real, some fake. There are troubles which affect our lives and there are troubles which don't exist but we do own them. You might be thinking why and how we put purselves into troubles. Yes, we do invite them.                                                        We are the moulders of reality and truth. We generate thoughts, thoughts which are nothing but a smoke in our consciousness but it's so lethal that it can make demons evolve. We let our thoughts hold grasp of our lives. Our thoughts start out as a small seed but soon turns into a bush of thorns which pierce our days and dreams. It brings fears, doubts, confusion. It affects peace, decision making and o...