Spaces...

Consummate is the setup if there’s enough room

Adding into the novel idea of an in-sync unit

The then guided emotion eliminating gloom

Blissfully restores peace in the chaotic snit.

The gap stretching from days to months to years

Irritates the soul when there’s no communication

The void gets bigger, deeper and denser leading to tears

Alas, uncontrollable is the situation with suffocation.

O, the liberty to categorically decide the pros & cons

Flowing relentlessly in the corporate isles of creative decisions

Ties the loose ends to perfection beyond inner demons

Then the trial and error brings in the much deserved recognitions.

It’s fun sans breathing space between two lovers

The proximity is a welcome change

Thus engulfing the two into mutual shivers

Of the best ever mélange.

GIVE the environment a woman DESERVES!!!

Time to act as too much damage done already .... ....

1. Judo/Taekwando trainings to be mandatory in all colleges/institutions/corporate setups
2. Severe punishment/death sentence so much so that they should think before raping.
3. Every bag of a woman should have a sharp armor & during frisking it should not be questioned.
4. Every public transport should be under surveillance.
5. Post 8 pm go out in groups else stay home.
6. Cellphones should have chipped in location detector so that the victim can trigger it as an SOS. Cell phone operators & telecom services R you listening ????

SAFETY STARTS WITH YOU ...... 

Homeless...

Dispossessed is the waif once the trust is broken

Each deed becomes a questioning flake

In the murky corners of the shaken

Thus everytime earning ridicule with a new namesake

A conniving heart is the itinerant

Hopping from one check post to the other

Dissipated and dejected is then the aspirant

Juggling between the whimsical stringent abolisher        

A Life with no aim catapults the destitute

On the shores of labor like a stone

Time & again kicked sans achievement for the institute

Eventually, leaving with nothing to declare to anyone

Yes you are homeless if the house is not a home

And is everything but a comforting zone

Egging on you like a dagger so gruesome

Finally, killing you every minute and leaving you all alone

Tis not too late if the zeal is intact

Nothing is impossible if the spirit is invincible

We live only once is the age-old fact

Ergo, time to pull up the socks and make it all possible.

Spells ...

God forbid, wicked is the frame if stung by black magic once

Deadly the outcome if the under dog

Tied up in the realm of abhorrence

Bites in with revenge, crushing and leaving one agog

Also, they are the mystical charms of pure love

Coloring your world to fulfillment

Takes one to a place far above

Where everything is a sweet settlement

Spells of doom rub the ‘you’ the wrong way

Then every step is an unaltered fate

Try what you may, all falls flat on the sway

Thus dislodging pieces of labored estimate

Alas, hex of knowledge if found riding on the path of life

Bumps ‘you’ into the stone of wrong and right

Illuminating or destroying the pact of strife

Whatsoever you choose, it becomes the spell of insight.