What colour is your thought

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

Peaceful death of a fully burned candle

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

Pink’s departing words

when it left flowers, lips, palms of young hands
giving in, giving up to blood red, it said
that is the colour humanity deserves

Dark thoughts

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

Paradox

You say:
They don’t really
care about us
(or was it MJ)
Humanity keeps
its poor in cages,
Favelas, in slums
No water to drink
No fire to burn
even our sorrow
No hope for tomorrow
Rich becomes richer
Poverty more intense
Life worse than your dogs
without essence

They say:
We are trying to help
To get you out
of living hell
To make you understand
To make you human
You have to contribute
You have to work hard
No amount of our help
Will make you smart
However we help
It will fall apart
So drop your begging bowl
Change your living ways
Come and help us
To make this earth
a better place
The fire will come
The water will run
Life less hurting
Some shining sun

I look at this paradox
These contrasting views
My nomadic life
offer nothing of use
Unable to join
any of the herds
All I can write
these scribblings,
These words!!

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It’s time

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

Cross mannequin

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

Billboard of life

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

Cinderella

danced few moments
fate beckoning
knowledge of mutual existence
Hope reckoning

floating to
the seventh heaven
eternity, sudden
cruel awakening

I won’t refuse you
into my heart
I have your thought
I beg you, please reveal

I never want to lose you
Into world wilderness
Jungle of unrecognised
Unknown faces

Undetermined bases
With no traces
All I have got
some shoe laces

and sweet memory of you
Not sure, how true
losing my mind
a searching insane

every road, each lane
calling your name
was that your name
or my day dream

Before I lose all
not a single thought
remains whole
Come back

your sole and my soul
await you, eagerly
yours truly

The last locked door of the universe

When keys were not required
to open any doors
I received one, as a gift
universe shifts, to accommodate

a fool’s dream, such kindness shown
soul screams and tears start falling
with no end, moistening sharp bends,
key’s ends, inner voice says

now, the only door needs to open
is to your heart, take it apart
it has been locked for long
haven’t heard a love song,

for ages, as sages say
It is time, past unable to change,
present calling, unless you hold its hand
future falling, to abyss

don’t be afraid, leap,
then look below, above, near, afar
enjoy the night full of stars
sparkle and twinkle in beloved’s eyes

life surmised, in those beautiful moments
peace prevailed, contentment inhaled
and the last locked door of the universe
opened, your heart awakened

bliss spread, nothing to dread
just a sun shining Sunday morn,
heart adorned with a solitary key’s gift
to reach fabled redemption