We have unplugged ourselves,

Islands in our glory,

Etiquette all forgotten,

Consumed by disrespect.

Siddiqui

The grey skies have cleared,

And I can now feel the

Warmth of the golden rays

On my cold skin.

It takes time to heal but

There is bliss after every

Hardship.

Siddiqui

Basically this guy was on my street yelling help very loudly for 2-4 minutes. I initially thought someone was getting murdered or something. Anyway, it woke up me and my mom and my brother and our neighbors. Our mom, being the bravest of us all, went downstairs and out in the front to check it out. Nothing. Then we heard yelling again. When we looked out the window, there was a guy shaking on the ground (we think it was a panic attack) and two of our neighbors were there. We called the police and an ambulance came as well. He's now on his way to the hospital. All that I know happened was that it, according to the neighbors, sounded like he was under the influence of drugs and that he was climbing up their building and was about to fall down, or was hanging, when they got to him.

 Nothing is really nothing; rather I would exalt it, praise it to something which is an inception, perception and conception of everything. For its a medium which guides you towards your Inner Beauty, your Individuality, your Pureness, your Divine Truth. It makes you swim into the infinity of Gnosis.

#Gnosis  #Nothing  #Everything  #DivineTruth

Knowledge opens the shards

of frozen ice to reveal reason why

mind is helplessly chained to wall,

unleashes boundaries from pen -

a new awakening of amber glow

as sun filters mind breaking shackles,

opening up knowledge to consume

the ancient stones, infancy of truths.

Abandoned harmony of life threads dance

kneeling in balance of life bursting forth

like ripe, dripping peaches of wisdom,

resonating on night wind – savage possession

kindled with pain and pleasure entwined,

budding wisdom and time-worn realities,

maze of verity cursed by thirst of all-knowing

reaching for promise in distant starlit skies,

yearning to share bounty of far flung vistas.

Knowledge drives wisdom on wings of fancy,

breathing beneath tangled debris of mind

following different roads to same destination,

fulfilling fiery wishes of uncloaked secrets.

Mystery is disguised by masks of seeking

the bruises of battle scars leading the way,

cherished thoughts of enlightenment unlock

puzzles of mind, opening clear view to lost images.

Windows of light glimmer throughout the denseness,

healing begins and filters through opening mind,

a cocoon awakening to that which you seek

in moonlit sonatas sharing what is meant to be.

Knowledge is not about learning alone but sharing

wisdom imparted in simplicity before submitting

to the mindless grave, watching knowledge march on.

Overwhelmed

         which way to turn

slow burn

         up, down, sideways

darkness and pinpricks of light 

         anguish and fright

let me out of this cave

         save me

too much

         can’t hold it all

plate overflowing

         broken, throw away

today

         toss it

high, low, away

         stay away

not here

         not now

not ever

         no room

broom

         clean sweep

night weeps

         light

clearing

         fearing

fog lifting

         uplifting

soft sifting

         take it

make it

         change it

run with it

         faster, faster

found it

         plain sight

Ahhhh!

You are my sweetheart

but don’t try to possess me

open my cage door

I desire my own freedom

in a pocket of your heart.

I wish I was warned,

Made aware of all the fake bonds,

The torturous games.

Warned that nobody really

Will be there.

I: the only one.

Siddiqui

The trees cradle the gentle breeze

As it slips between their branches

Prompting their leaves to rustle

That soft push initiating their fall

In a pattern of vivid colors

As they make their way

To the cold, barren ground

Where they rest till their final days