Counting
Tears in an ocean of sorrows
Counting
dropped leaves on an autumn day
Counting
Days to a joyous morrow
Counting
Smiles on a sunny bright day
Counting
Love expressed by infatuated
Counting
Dreams in a child’s sleep
Counting
Madness of crowds when poked
Counting
Burnt angel wings when a heart weeps
Counting
Steps on way to fabled heaven
Counting
Long sighs during a short tryst
Counting
Lost moments, wasted efforts
Counting
and counting infinity’s infinite list
Bitter cold
all around
where I am
My heart
is in a beautiful
valley with
your thoughts
your smiling
face
Thinking
last time
we met
How Your
amazing
lips felt
Sweet taste
of pink roses
and this frigid
heart melt
Black, White, Yellow, Green
What colour is your thought?
If it doesn’t matter
Now or later
And It is the quality
Which makes it good
Or prove it better
Than why see only skin deep
judge people,
fudge facts
smudge acts
Don’t discriminate
Do not discriminate
It incriminates,
makes you a criminal
An animal
and I thought
we were that
few thousand years ago
Let go, your ego
Proud about your skin
burn it in a racism bin
hearts you need to win
And they are all red
Connected by the same
helix thread
Beating drums
affection led
Warm heart will
souls gather
A rainbow made
of peacock feather
Empathy, honour,
kindness bought
That is my favourite
colour of thought
Focussing on the wrong things
Life passes by
You deny
Soul wants more
Stories and lore
To tell when you are old
So be bold,
Come in the foreground
Don’t allow the world to ignore
Your journey
Passion burning
Put your hand in fire
Do what your heart desire
What if I fail,
I will be miserable for life
For better or worse
I have come so far
And currently you are?
life candle turned red
wax slowly,
gradually, burned
all air around
Nothing was left
unable to breathe
survival became extinct
at that moment
any distinct possibility
plausible probability
of existence
of life,
of sound
of tears drops
of water dripping
extinguished
a lonely, only
ashen wick
looking for
a chandler to rescue
unable to fathom
gravity, ingrained
impossibility of happening
such instance
sometimes,
more than you know,
futility of resistance if
respected, acknowledged
will help immensely to
die in peace 
Whether an assassin have any rights
And a solider has to be killed in a fight
what is the worth of a prostitute’s kiss
a homeless death, will the world miss
Is killing a animal daft and cruel
If you don’t eat meat, are you a fool
Porn and naked bodies to admire
Burning green live wood in a fire
Leaves have souls when they are green
Why screaming profanities is obscene
Life’s cruel realities in a blink
Strange, inane thoughts I think
When the time is up
let me see your face
touch your lips
listen to your heart
last breath release
love will increase
soul will not cease
death in absolute peace
Four little Lily pads
Went to the sea
Want to see
Her Majesty
Unending waters
Shores not known
Fables and tales
Of the days bygone
As they got near
their hearts filled with fear
The mighty sea
was showing its colours
winds strong, waves flow
strong tides, high brow
At the bay, out of their way
lived the kind Octopus
Saw these novices
Unable to move
Unable to enjoy
The turquoise blue
Ocean glue
Beautiful sun
Or have any fun
Calmed them down
By singing a song
Let them drink
Something strong
Mood restored
Fear no more
They went in
Lagoon grinned
Met the wise coral
Heard from her
Ethics and morals
Eel came around
Electricity abound
Charged their hearts
Journey restarts
it was time to go
Back to their pond
Pads truly happy
Wanted octopus along
For him to see
Beautiful world
beyond this sea
He came by
Thoroughly enjoyed
The tranquility
Life quality
Of calmer waters
And smaller beings
No adventure of the sea
Just contentment and glee
Why don’t you talk
Why don’t you listen
Why don’t you care
That is not so fair
Stop looking at your phone
Please listen to my moan
Everyday it is something else
Could be work, hard sells
Or this eternal sitting still
Life so boring, grinding mill
Time doesn’t pass, time kills
I know, you have your bills
Friendly chats, business skills
Here is a request, a beg from me
Just move me a little everyday
Give me a hug, something nice to say
Don’t run away, please stay
Will make me happy, make me gay
Say and say, all you secrets to me,
I am safe, all the way
Needs few more posters
oversold events
cheerful pants
cheap scents
anger vents
Life has been fair
to anyone but me
burn this city
and the next one
once that is done
somehow all will resolve
on my life’s wall
wishful thinker
unintentional tinker
there is more to life
then few moments of gust
joy, passion and lust
find in simple things
chasing classifieds
who lived and died
will never fulfil
soul’s unpaid bill
come close to Divine
there is a fine line
sinner and saint
rebel and repent
all deeds borrowed
no kindness lent
life’s rent, will be paid
when this billboard
has pink flowers
Perspectives on Life, the Universe and Everything 