Demiurgic

                   Be your own shore to walk through all life.  The milestone  that you reach for and keeps you alive.   Be the reason for your own happiness.  The one who conciliate your life at its peaked ness.  Be the door of your own life and the keeper of every inch of it. The soul and every unit of soul within you that lit.  Be the holder of your own life.  To keep your dreams alive  To an eternity to live for  For every hour like eternity that pour.  @anu__anil.

 Imagine yourself to be in a state where two of your  best friends turn out to be the toughest enemies of  each other and you can't choose one from them. It  will be a great headache. Isn't it? You will have to  deal with two extreme opinions while taking a  decision. But are you aware that apart from  imagination most of us are dealing with that  dilemma on a daily basis?  Confused? Don't be. I'm talking about the two best friends that we carry in our own body which is the rational being brain and the emotional being heart.  Sometimes heart yells at you to do something because you love it and on the other hand brain pour all the logic that has ever existed from the beginning of the universe to stop you from doing it and on some other day heart will become strict and stop you from spilling something by  spreading out all the emotional consequences of it and meanwhile, brain will act so smart and compel you to do it.  ...

 I don't know how I convince my mind  to sleep every night.   With the scars that yells,  between the doom of sleep and sleeplessness.   For sleep is an escape   sleeplessness a reality,   we never induce.   The memory of scars,   the present in scars,   the future by scars,   wake up.   While the silence wanders around   in the dark light of awakening.   For I believe sleep an illusion ,   an escape from the reality.    @anu__anil.        

  Twelve years of heaven,  Everyone exclaimed!  A beautiful part of  their lives,  Everyone rejoiced!  Alas! For me it wasn't just a severn That could hold my heaven.  I pleaded with a sense of happiness  That led to a melancholy of glumness.  It wasn't just a 'part' of my life ,  Indeed it was my life in an abound of hive.  That engendered light  Through the darkest of my plight.  Indeed it was everything that my soul ever craved for Everything that I could never ignore.  Twelve years it said  Eternal bliss I remarked.  For it can't be replaced for anything worth that may come in my way  It's the only reflection of  life that I want to capture in  my bay.  For it moves me further though it lies in the rear  Showing me the path that I need to move further.  I shall tell you and tell you everytime  Neither anything meant nor can mean this sublime.  I love this place to ...