Ways with wind of wide roads with wank world,

Persisted with pretentious people perverts,

Brought by best and bold bastards,

Crumbling for cause unknown,

Taught by the temptation of Temporary Tracks,

In life of learning we are letting love with longetivity,

Supposing the sentimental sequence in sense

Of  opposite with outer omnipresent obstacles  

Abused by Argument of abstinent,

Drowned in deep dig of danger,

Forsaken by Faith of Fatal Freaks,

Implemented in the instincts of immatured,

Gone in the grave of Gamble,

Torn with the Truth of Trumble,

Born with the base of bandit,

Pace in it process it by powerful pavement.

• Palpitations of pulse Palpitably Pumping 
• Pricking preciocous Pride of Present with your past.
• Hmm.. Riding the ride on your road to get Radicated..
• Rabelaisian racemiferous of rantipole life with raddle,
• walking abasiacally searching abele suffering from ablepsia,
• abraid but you are abouliated
• Zoon we are with Zoonomy sufferes by Zoonosis practicing Zoophagy,
• Zoopa with zoster like zugtrompete training ourselfs like zufolo,
• Quoz we have become in quotum in quotiety quotidian with thoughts quisquilious,
• Quiff is life don’t know when gets quietus of quidam,
• Ooh..yapness to yede like yelm with yoicks,
• yonderly younker becoming yale.

• Soft edged, of adapted relation..is delicate..
• Delicate is the thought of faith..it is..
• Delicate is the trust, once boiled..evaporated..
• Delicate is the heart..shattered with pieces..carving for trueness,
• Delicate is the Love..polluted with the pollution of greed..unfaithful,
• Delicate is Mind.. uncontrollable with emotions uncatogorised,
• Delicate is what? Can’t be described.
• LIFE is delicate…totally Justified. 

• Life..a Temptation, attracted by the provision of infatuation…
• Love.. an Illusion„ Categorized between peoples, Their views of its characterization…
• Need.. an addiction, Processed by the power of devotion..
• Relation.. an demonstration, the tradition of creation of further Generation..
• Work..a Dedication, Implemented for the basic survival of Humanism..
• Culture.. a Procession of Processing instruction of old instinction..
• Faith a demonstration of the adaption of purification in relation through clarification..
• Trust an admission in peoples heart though need to pay caution for transaction..

FAMILY AN BLOOD CIRCULATION IN THE BODY FROM GENERATION TO GENERATION,
MOST IMPORTANT THING IN LIFE FOR WHICH WE NEED TO PAY EXTRA ATTENTION.

I’m in love with words..and writings…I write the writings in the writing substance with the writing device in a writer way the writer writes.

I’m in love with poems,

I write the poems which may be sensitive and non-sensitive, but every sense that i sense.. I try to put some sense in the sense with sensible manner..if someone sense my sense what I’m trying to make a sense, nonsense or common-sense doesn’t matter..atleast I get some sense through the sense of sensing the sense.

I’m in love with prose.

I present my prose with the presentation of presentable phenomena..which may sound presentable or non-presentable through the present presentation I’m presenting. 

When one writes, he has some inspiration,

       When one tries he has some Expectation,

       When one work he has some Intention,

       When one speaks he He wants some conversation,

       When one worships, He has some dedication,

       When one thinks He has some motivation,

       When one pauses, he has some confusion,

       But When I have said I love you.. I have absolution,

       But When I write you I have your addiction,

       But when I need you I have the determination,

       But when I want you, I have Is nothing but Illusion… :(

When Did I said ,That My life wasn’t with the Thrones

When Did I said, That I have to be compared with a Rose,

When Did I said, That Its a mistake what I chose,

When Did I said, That Only Thron makes a complete Rose,

When Did i said, That I am Perfect with a Perfect nose,(lol)

When did I said, That my love is just a “Suppose”

When Did I said, That Its Good what i compose,

DIDNT I SAID YOU ARE MY ADDICTION AND I NEED YOUR DOSE?

Like the Fire, Burning, 

With Hatred, 

Trying to turn everything,

into ashes, 

We need Fire,

Like the water, Swiping,

With Greed,

Trying to take all inside,

its Body,

We need Water,

Like the Soil, Devasting,

With Anger,

Trying to Bury everything,

under its fist,

We need Soil,

Like the air, Rotating,

With ego,

Trying to throw all,

scattering,

We need Air

Like the Humans, Selfish,

With Greed,

Trying to make his all,

Under his control,

We need Friends,

We need Society,

We need Humans.

Never Underestimate.

Motivating by the motivation of
Inspiring Ideas,
I see there are lots of quotes and thoughts,
By the generous persons, and generosity,
To scatter the wisdom, 
By the means of Writing,
Thankful to the people I’m more,
Who spread many things to learn,
Instead I would be more thankful,
If there would be no religion,
Except the religion of serving the knowledge, 
which makes us better day by day. :)

Why the hell I’m awaken?
Why the hell I’m writing?
Why the hell its getting more interesting?
why the hell..it sounds a little funny,

So why the hell you are reading it?
Why the hell you are laughing,
Why the hell.. I dont know 
The HELL that I’m writing.

Many People, 
Shitty people, 
Discouraging People,
Tell the views,
what they think,
Their thought,
Good or Bad,
Fukened up opinions,

Many people,
Good Friends,
Encouraging People,
Tell their feelings,
What they feel,
Their Feeling,
Good or Bad,
Thankful Blessings…

Thankful to all I’m
Whatever the views,
whatever the feelings,
whatever the deeds,
of mine,
Good or Bad..
I’m not a God..,
But Bless you all.. :P

All That Crap brain thinks makes me think of the brain..why it thinks..? I dont even get a chance of staying without thinking… the things i starve to write it down in the form of formation with the process of procedure making a rhyme like a rhythm.. incorrect or correct doesn’t matter as long as i write. i dont give a shitty shit to the shit-faces whatever shit they think about my shit which i keep as a record for telling the true phases of the phase with the life that goes on..

• Take Your Time,
• Dont Hurry,
• Dont Worry,
• Be Slow,
• Dont be sorry,
• Of the Sorrow,
• When time is in your favor,
• When you learn something new,
• That is what
• that is the thing,
• The thing you Gain.
• Don’t carve for Much,
• It lets you to pain,
• But Dream your dream,
• Imagine your Imagination,
• See your future,
• With open Eyes,
• Pain and Sorrows,
• Torture and Cry,
• Are part of life,
• Just Go with it,
• And don’t be shy,
• Fly………. Its you who need to fly,
• Fly in the deep,
• River, Mountains
• Build a Bridge,
• Hope for Best,
• Play the Game,
• Pass the Test,
• Close your eyes,
• Pray for while,
• Why you cry,
• Let it be,
• Just Smile.

• Endangered Species,
• Species We are,
• We share Feelings,
• Feelings we Share,
• I write Writings,
• Writings I write,
• I mumble words,
• Jumble the Thoughts,
• Thoughts I carry,
• Carry in Mind.
• ……Mind I preserve,
• Preserve The Thoughts,
• Sometimes I share,
• Share to you Friends,
• I share this Poem,
• Poem Of Mine,
• Floating words,
• Carving for Life,
• Life we carry,
• Endangered Life,
• Life that dies, 
• Darkness that is,
• that is the dark,
• We lit the Light,
• Light we lit,
• We give a Shot,
• Shot in the Dark,
• We are roaming,
• Imaginary World,
• Imagination we Imagine,
• Fantasize,
• You are awakened,
• awakened you all are,
• You all are like me,
• I’m like you,
• Awaken in the night,
• carving for something, 
• Friends I write,..
• the words that mind shatters
• all over my nerve…
• my nerve filled with blood of words. 
• Words that are in the process,
• process of creation,
• that creates the process,
• process of sentence,
• process of rhythm,
• Process of Poem, 
• I’m not a poet,Poet write poems,
• I’m not a writer,Writer Write Writings,
• I’m a Pain…and I write Feelings.