Enigma

Its me who is talking..

The eyes focus on those mysterious thoughts

Pulling those flying overhead to the ground..

Moving from one to the another, inspecting

the semi precious stones

All those come near, pulled by the force

Wrap themselves in ideal needs

Refuse to believe

What you think is what they can't see

What you need is what they can't give

They come one after the other..dive deeper

To grab the source, looking deep in to your eyes

Its a journey, not for the faint hearted..

For the hopes multiply for the hopfull

Fears multiply for the fearfull

For as far as i can see..Enigmatic is thy name

Thought Scribble

The vision coming true,

Each day one small bright dot emerges


Removing the darkness far ever,

The bond of misery makes way to the bond of knowledge..


We seek the blessings,

for we are humbled by His bounties..


The wheel is rotating,

Thank you so much..