Some people see the ugliness in this world, the disarray. I was taught to see the beauty. But I was taught a lie. And when I saw the world for what it really was, I realised how little beauty there was in it. – Dolores (Westworld)
How true it is with humans, forget about machines.
Our eyes may see chaos right now but our hearts are not designed to act that way. It may tremble a bit but it will never forget what it has learnt, it has learnt to see the beauty.
It is born as a poet and even when it dies it brings poetic flashes of our lives in the form of emotional memories.
Maybe this melody stays with the soul forever , maybe we are not sure about this but there are certain things about our species which is quite magical, beyond science to explain.
Another day has passed, a new morning in our lives. Our struggle continues, our fight continues. Some of us will perish, some of us will survive but our hearts will never stop to see the beauty, though the world may not have it.
Churning in a pool Invisible in our brain It’s mystery beyond science The teacher of mankind The Light from within The Light from the unknown Emerging from the dark Consciousness is the word The word that guided us In our journey, so far.
Life has been quite awful for many people these days but nothing Worst than the adversities of the poor labourers in India.
They have been over utilised, exploited by the capitalists for building their empire and now they have been dumped on the road to suffer with no food, no help.
All they want is to return home when the world is stagnant with no work around. My heart grieves for them.
My sweat built Your soaring Castles I gulped tremendous pain To Fulfil your worldly desires And I didn’t complain Even for a second For the tiny bread You thrown at me in return But now when I want you To stand by me You only discarded me I am bruised, But I have not lost hope I will walk forever on the road The place where my heart is The place called home. My sufferings are not new May not shake your inner core Because maybe I am poor And poverty is only meant To lie on the road and suffer!
Be grateful to what youhave and be an Angel for the needy!