Submissions by Soulesslywhole
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I flow like a river... destined by nature! Writing helps to channelize the fire within... where the words are wind... blowing within my stature!!
SELF POEM
Published
16th Sep 2013 11:20am
16th Sep 2013 11:20am
Illusion of a "Fertile Mind"...
Damn the thought!!!
Immature to be tarnished!!!
Realized, What can I do???
Walking across the “green fields”...
Where all wisdom...is seldom...
But never, I missed the intellectual kingdom...
At the prime of my youth...
Pacing out, seeking the truth...
Forgive me the learned ones!!!
As, I may not be the chosen one!!!
Aspiring, being a “none”...
The insignificant slots of the mind...
Starts to unwind....ripen for the divine grind...
Religious extravaganza of myths and legends...
Playing with the unknown actuality...
Giving...
Immature to be tarnished!!!
Realized, What can I do???
Walking across the “green fields”...
Where all wisdom...is seldom...
But never, I missed the intellectual kingdom...
At the prime of my youth...
Pacing out, seeking the truth...
Forgive me the learned ones!!!
As, I may not be the chosen one!!!
Aspiring, being a “none”...
The insignificant slots of the mind...
Starts to unwind....ripen for the divine grind...
Religious extravaganza of myths and legends...
Playing with the unknown actuality...
Giving...
572 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
13th Sep 2013 8:49am
13th Sep 2013 8:49am
The quest...
The cold war within...
Not too soothing..
The wild heart, to willy...
Apprehending to be silly...
The dazed mind at work...
Time bounded by the clock...
The cosmic network... needs some solace...
Eagerly searching, the place...
Days are coming and zooming by...
What to try, the intention cries..
Follow the heart???
Follow the intellect???
Follow the consciousness???
Find the cosmic vibration???
Follow the dream???
Is it that messy to learn life's theme?
The quest...still on... ...
Not too soothing..
The wild heart, to willy...
Apprehending to be silly...
The dazed mind at work...
Time bounded by the clock...
The cosmic network... needs some solace...
Eagerly searching, the place...
Days are coming and zooming by...
What to try, the intention cries..
Follow the heart???
Follow the intellect???
Follow the consciousness???
Find the cosmic vibration???
Follow the dream???
Is it that messy to learn life's theme?
The quest...still on... ...
544 reads
0 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
2nd Sep 2013 8:04am
2nd Sep 2013 8:04am
The HELL RIDE to HEAVEN...
The emotions played with the “Desire”...
The demons played with the “Fire”...
The innocence went through the tunnel of “Inertia”...
Fulfilling the life's criteria... creating a dumbfound “Hysteria”...
The spirits were the absolute bewilderment...
Creating a closed door mystification....
But some voice was there, channelizing to follow the predication...
We died and hatched at the same time, a zillion times over...
Abandoned by the heaven and expelled from the infernal region.
No where to hide and no where to run for cover....
Wow...we...
The demons played with the “Fire”...
The innocence went through the tunnel of “Inertia”...
Fulfilling the life's criteria... creating a dumbfound “Hysteria”...
The spirits were the absolute bewilderment...
Creating a closed door mystification....
But some voice was there, channelizing to follow the predication...
We died and hatched at the same time, a zillion times over...
Abandoned by the heaven and expelled from the infernal region.
No where to hide and no where to run for cover....
Wow...we...
717 reads
4 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
30th Aug 2013 12:40pm
30th Aug 2013 12:40pm
The Crescent visions....
To slay the inner "Demon"...
As unpredictable as the "Semen"...
I seek the heaven...Where I can give myself a chance...A last resort.
Currently, living in the mist...
Pretending to be a priest...to carry out the heist.
Still exploring the ways of the travel.
Where I can meet my consciousness, stable.
When will my soul start vibrating, with a sweet treble???
Where I am not attached with any cable...
I really want to know, how, ever is it possible?
So, guide me my inner one..
Let the real me "Come" over.
Out of the...
As unpredictable as the "Semen"...
I seek the heaven...Where I can give myself a chance...A last resort.
Currently, living in the mist...
Pretending to be a priest...to carry out the heist.
Still exploring the ways of the travel.
Where I can meet my consciousness, stable.
When will my soul start vibrating, with a sweet treble???
Where I am not attached with any cable...
I really want to know, how, ever is it possible?
So, guide me my inner one..
Let the real me "Come" over.
Out of the...
625 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Aug 2013 8:51am
7th Aug 2013 8:51am
Vise-verse...
Why cant we want, without a need...
Why cant we love, without the greed...
Why cant we act, without the feel..
Why cant we die, without the kill...
Why do they comment, without the need...
Why do they hate, without the seed...
Why do they act, without the feel...
Why don’t they die, without being killed...
These are all lies... it's all on the face...
The day I can move ahead... “I'll rest my case”...
Why cant we love, without the greed...
Why cant we act, without the feel..
Why cant we die, without the kill...
Why do they comment, without the need...
Why do they hate, without the seed...
Why do they act, without the feel...
Why don’t they die, without being killed...
These are all lies... it's all on the face...
The day I can move ahead... “I'll rest my case”...
583 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
6th Aug 2013 2:35pm
6th Aug 2013 2:35pm
Nomadic Love...
The mysterious evolution...
With no explainable conclusion...
Where the mind, cannot resist the illusion...
But, it is always there as an intrusion...
We breath our life, getting to its root...
Sometime we crawl, sometime on foot...
We take on the voyage, seeking the fruit...
Rarely we reach a point, rarely we conclude...
It plays with the mind and tricks the soul...
Sometime, it consumes you...as a whole...
Making it a illusive path...
As, generally it has to face the natures wrath...
Here, pain is a certainty,...
With no explainable conclusion...
Where the mind, cannot resist the illusion...
But, it is always there as an intrusion...
We breath our life, getting to its root...
Sometime we crawl, sometime on foot...
We take on the voyage, seeking the fruit...
Rarely we reach a point, rarely we conclude...
It plays with the mind and tricks the soul...
Sometime, it consumes you...as a whole...
Making it a illusive path...
As, generally it has to face the natures wrath...
Here, pain is a certainty,...
674 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd Jul 2013 6:45am
23rd Jul 2013 6:45am
The Epitome of Lostlessness.....
The morning of the winter day...
Everyone prayed for you to stay...
I was there, crying deep inside... and believed in my pray...
what would have happened... if you prolonged your stay???
Look at me now... stuck with the delusion of lostlessness...
Wish you were here...listening to me...
As you are the one who could relate...with me...
I miss your words... miss your presence... till eternity...
What was my fault, you left me here...
As if you never cared....
I know you were always there...
But now, seldom I see you here......
Everyone prayed for you to stay...
I was there, crying deep inside... and believed in my pray...
what would have happened... if you prolonged your stay???
Look at me now... stuck with the delusion of lostlessness...
Wish you were here...listening to me...
As you are the one who could relate...with me...
I miss your words... miss your presence... till eternity...
What was my fault, you left me here...
As if you never cared....
I know you were always there...
But now, seldom I see you here......
578 reads
3 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
16th Jul 2013 3:25pm
16th Jul 2013 3:25pm
The mystical eco-system!!!
The consciousness is congeneric to the clouds...
Never static and a shape shifter...
The thoughts are the unconstrained shinning river...
Changing its path...as the nature desires...
The desires acts as the composite volcano...
Waiting to engulf the actual thoughts...
The general accomplishments are always deceiving...
Controlled by the external forces of the nature...
The soul is the ultimate ghost ship...
Ready to venture into the ultimate voyage of life...
Here, the life is the only so called reality...
Acting as the...
Never static and a shape shifter...
The thoughts are the unconstrained shinning river...
Changing its path...as the nature desires...
The desires acts as the composite volcano...
Waiting to engulf the actual thoughts...
The general accomplishments are always deceiving...
Controlled by the external forces of the nature...
The soul is the ultimate ghost ship...
Ready to venture into the ultimate voyage of life...
Here, the life is the only so called reality...
Acting as the...
675 reads
4 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
22nd May 2013 9:07pm
22nd May 2013 9:07pm
The illusive "DIVINITY"
The search for divinity...
We try to cross infinity...
As we try to swim across...
We forget to realize, what's within us...
Where lies the serenity???
We don't have any clarity...
As we try to act normal...
The life behaves too formal...
What we can do to achieve 'Purity'...
We all try hard, but there is no surety...
As we try to clear our mind...
The story starts to unwind...
CAN WE TALK TO GOD???
CAN WE BE WITH GOD???
CAN WE ALL BE GOD???
The question still remain, as...
We try to cross infinity...
As we try to swim across...
We forget to realize, what's within us...
Where lies the serenity???
We don't have any clarity...
As we try to act normal...
The life behaves too formal...
What we can do to achieve 'Purity'...
We all try hard, but there is no surety...
As we try to clear our mind...
The story starts to unwind...
CAN WE TALK TO GOD???
CAN WE BE WITH GOD???
CAN WE ALL BE GOD???
The question still remain, as...
661 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
14th May 2013 8:31am
14th May 2013 8:31am
I am the ultimate “Drought”
Your vice is the symphonic blue...
It leaves my heart, searching for a clue...
Your eyes makes the BUDDHA cry...
It is the sight, peacefully I can “Die”...
Your skin, is the ultimate “Sin”...
For which I can overlook the earthly “Kin”...
Your smell is the ultimate “Dual”...
Rechecking myself if am left with any “Fuel”...
With your thoughts in my heart....
I witnessed, the unseen fight fought...
Away from you, I am the ultimate “Drought”...
The desires we have...
Intercepted by the law of the “Soulless”...
Makes the...
It leaves my heart, searching for a clue...
Your eyes makes the BUDDHA cry...
It is the sight, peacefully I can “Die”...
Your skin, is the ultimate “Sin”...
For which I can overlook the earthly “Kin”...
Your smell is the ultimate “Dual”...
Rechecking myself if am left with any “Fuel”...
With your thoughts in my heart....
I witnessed, the unseen fight fought...
Away from you, I am the ultimate “Drought”...
The desires we have...
Intercepted by the law of the “Soulless”...
Makes the...
555 reads
0 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
14th May 2013 8:16am
14th May 2013 8:16am
Lost in transit...
Will he be LOST???
Pleasing others AROUND...
Lost in TRANSIT...
Without making a SOUND...
Things tend to LOOSE...
When the affection GROW...
Stopping the FLOW...
Keeping the emotions LOW...
He don’t want to die Silent...
Nor he want to live Violent...
Pleasing others AROUND...
Lost in TRANSIT...
Without making a SOUND...
Things tend to LOOSE...
When the affection GROW...
Stopping the FLOW...
Keeping the emotions LOW...
He don’t want to die Silent...
Nor he want to live Violent...
529 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
6th May 2013 4:41pm
6th May 2013 4:41pm
The fate's gate...to nowhere...
The history...crafted by mysteries...
Where the consciousness...reduced to be crescent...
The present...haunted by the past...
The future...screwed by the present...
Still the Life...wants me to act decent...
The life seemed simple...
Where my thoughts used to twinkle...
But now, my memories are left with the ugly wrinkle...
Whom should I ask....
The answers for the mysteries...
No one, I found yet...
As my fate is repeating the famous history....
Where the consciousness...reduced to be crescent...
The present...haunted by the past...
The future...screwed by the present...
Still the Life...wants me to act decent...
The life seemed simple...
Where my thoughts used to twinkle...
But now, my memories are left with the ugly wrinkle...
Whom should I ask....
The answers for the mysteries...
No one, I found yet...
As my fate is repeating the famous history....
575 reads
3 Comments
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