Perception per se

18/02/2018

18/02/2018

Today, I have become someone, Anonymous;
What are you to me, me to you and us?
I think I have started to lose myself.
Have you ever thought about it yourself?
I see my me in you,
maybe I was once like you.
What can I say to you,
when I know I was once were you.

What could I do?
Watching this present situation,
is like looking into my past from your future.
A cold combination; Divine determination;
Peekaboo!
I feel like I have grown wise and nice,
but now I realize where I stood,
when I finally understood.
It took me too long enough,
this time, I will try not to bluff.
But for now, Think!

13/02/2018

హిమాలయపర్వతములు,
విభూతివింధ్యామరులు,
శివాలయ శిఖర శ్రేణులు,
మంజుల మంగళ మూర్తులు.

మంచు మరుగున మంజునాధుడు,
మంగళరూపమున మూర్తీభవించెనే.
జాడయేలేని జఠాజూఠ జోగేంద్రుడు,
కనులముందట కనుమరుగాయెనే.

మనసున మహాశివుని స్మరించగా,
చిత్రమైన ఛాయ, చిత్తమున చిక్కెనే,
నీలాకాశంలొ నీలలోహిత నీలకంధరుడు,
శశిశేఖరుడై సాక్షాత్కరించెనే.
విభూతిమేఘములపై విశ్వనాధుడు,
విరాట్రూపమున విలాసతాండవమాడెనే.
భస్మలెపాంకిత భోళాశంకరుడు,
గంగాధరుడై, జ్ఞానగంగావతరణమున,
పంచాక్షరిని, పంచామృతంగా ప్రసాదించెనే.

త్రినేత్రధారీ, త్రికాలవేదీ,
పంచభూతాధిపతీ, పశుపతీ,
అష్ఠసిద్ధుల అధిపతీ, ఆదియోగీ.
అమర ఉమామహేశ్వరా,
ఓంకారా, ప్రణవనాదాకారా.

హర హర మహాదేవ శంభో, స్వయంభో,
ఈశ్వరా, పరమేశ్వరా, ఓం.

13/01/2018

Alone, inside an exam hall,
along side a cozy wall,
I, slipt away like a piece of paper,
into an imaginary state of vapour.

Boiling hot thoughts of steam,
caramelized my dreams into cream.
I was wondering, if at all,
I could ever snap out of it all.

Why does randomness seem more delighting,
than a semester exam, future determining.
Two words: Not prepared,
is not of what I'm scared.
I need stop my wild speculations,
and keep out my silly allegations.

For my randomness ain't no random,
I see a pattern of distinguished memorandum.
I intend never to cheat,
coz I don't fancy a bland mark sheet.
I will surely let this go,
bade a farewell and truly forgo.

When the autumn semester failed my mind,
can the spring be far behind?

31/12/2017

It seems like, God simply rolled the dice,
and out of no where, I opened my eyes.
Whoa oh! Slow down. What is happening?
Let help me understand, at least something.
Alright, it feels like my timer had began,
far before I have realized, I wasn't ready back then.

Luckily, before I could choose something selectively,
the society had predefined few options for me objectively.
This template of life is getting tougher day by day,
I hope the future levels are at least easy to play.

What was I into, what am I up to?
What am I doing, where am I going?
Somebody help me, I think I'm stuck in a maze,
It feels empty here, nothing to gaze, only haze.
Why doesn't anybody speak, I'm waiting,
please give me a hint, sigh, I'm tiring, retiring..

Hello friend, you out there, I'm talking to you.
I am doing just fine now, how about you?
I was too paranoid about the timer,
an imaginary binder, attached as my reminder.
I never knew there was an option that let,
to set my timer to get what I debt.
I just had to elect,
a choice, then click select, next reset.

We always wish for what we want for,
for what we get is only what we choose for.

27/12/2017

I think I am just loitering around,
within an empty space, sometimes beyond.
Bound to my own imagination,
I had never seen a world of fascination.

Where am I going, why am I escaping?
I think I am falling, from a tall building..
Before I felt my soul, slip away into the dead,
I found myself drenched in sweat, on my bed.

Connected to Reality, refreshed all my cache,
what has just happened, is always a cliché.
An error occurred loading an empty emulator,
my RAM cannot process my dream simulator.
Browsing through the logs and crash reported,
I finally found few broken dreams deported.

25/12/2017

Memories rewind like a rolling barrel,
to the hymn of the Christmas carol...

23/12/2017

The point is, where do I start from?
This conversation is gonna be a real scrum.
To begin with, you don't even know the beginning,
from what had been happening, to what has been happening.

The world doesn't function the way you think,
not at least as you hear or see it, written in ink.
A business calculation, with a political congregation,
an intelligent robotic manipulation,
for the power of world domination.

Strategies are executed within seconds of blink,
you will never notice anything, lost in pink.
You don't have to be sorry, you are not to blame,
pity is, if you knowingly let this go, it is a real shame.

Stop watching the world through your tiny little windows,
uninstall yourself from your desk and your laptop running Windows.
Enough of playing games on your Nintendo,
defend your lives, fight it real like Taekwondo.

Let us raise our heads, voices if needed hand,
to get back what is ours by trail if not demand.

21/11/2017

Life is a gift, given to us by Mother nature.
As a token of gratitude, we did engulf it-
along with its future.
Humanity on the top should be a blessing,
for the world we live in, is no longer living.

Extinct animals, endangered vegetation,
GM crops and unorthodox body mutilation.
How far do we have to go making calculation,
before we completely lose our minds-
get back into this realization.

There are some people around us in disguise.
Run away from them, this is my only advice.
A legion of elite controlling millions, billions.
shape shifting, color changing chameleons.

It isn't too late to wake up yet,
stop snoozing, understand where we are at.
Stop dancing to the rhythm of their trumpets,
shatter the strings attached-
we are not puppets.

I understand, what it implies by your mean look,
irony is I'm writing all this on Facebook!

14/11/2017

It seems like a part of my memory,
while I was lost in my own reverie.

I remember few joggers rushing in a hurry,
some lovers chatting romantically,
without any worry.
I had seen an old man reading newspaper,
spilling coffee more often than drinking it
with a sugar-free creamer.
I have seen little kids enjoying their icecreams,
laughing out loud, in their imaginary world of dreams.

There was somebody else sitting close to me,
watching all this quietly along with me.
Although I couldn't see him clearly,
he intended to be working on something really.
As far as I remember,
he was just writing a poem on November.

It seems like I am lost in a reverie,
while it is all a part of my own memory.

11/11/2017

NEVER ODD OR EVEN

09/11/2017

Everything is fair in war,
for, the King is who you are.
Kill the enemy and call them bandits,
trick your army in the name of gambits.

Where is greed in sacrifice of your own pawns?
To triumph, you just calculate the pros and cons.
Sometimes the tables might turn around,
then do not feel ashamed, place your crown on the ground.

In case, if you do get lucky,
shake hands, end the rivalry like brothers of one family.
Compromise and sign a treaty with your mate,
make peace, as your choices are in a stalemate.