A soul's lifetime

Scared of myself today, something has taken over and doing things in a different way than I normally do. The thoughts and actions are being taken over to operate in a logical fashion. Nothing seems to be right or wrong, it’s a state of total neutrality. I think the animal is finally out and fear has broken its shackles to finally take its natural form in my soul. Writing seems to help because it’s allowing the hidden self to expose more of itself to bring about a state of stability in the chaotic mind. Guess that’s what Mumbai has imbibed in me, the love for utter chaos and the helplessness to control it. And this devil is fucking loving this euphoria!

 Yes, I witnessed a death today. I could see the soul escaping the fragile human body, While it lay there trembling against the final fear of life, The mind had gone into a complete shutdown, The breath was trying to hold tight in the final meltdown, No, there was definately no peace in this final moments, While the blood and brain had escaped its godly home and lay naked on the road, Yes, I was shocked beyond repair, While trying to comprehend the fragileness of our life, How in a matter of seconds can our luck snap, And the final moments of life are amongst the selfish souls, Who are just trying to figure out a virtual mock of our suffering, And still caught up in a decision to either save or let die in vain.

The countless lives that have been shred over the rail lines, I do wonder sometimes as to whether they travel in all the trains that pass, While we enjoy our slumber tucked away underneath the rented linens, Do the souls want to enjoy the same sleep as well as we do, Do they want to achieve that feeling of peace that elevates every inch towards the destination, There is a lot of mystery that lies in all our short or long train rides, Just need to inhibit the so called sixth sense to enjoy the taste of mysteriousness 

 Some of the pieces of my happiness puzzle are missing, Pretty sure that words can help me out.

Sometimes life weighs you down, But as humans, isn't it our innate quality to pull ourselves up, Shield ourselves with all adversities pelted at us, For we know, there is a light at the end of this dreaded tunnel, Where hope is waiting to set up our rendezvous with happiness, The happiness, which will change the course of our life.

 It was pitch dark, the moon shined like never before, The stars had spread across like the colours in splatter painting, I am sure my eyes were gazing at a splendid view, I could hear the insects talk, the ripples make noise, Could feel the peace creep within my body, could feel it in my nerves, A peace that my body was craving for, that nature bestowed upon me, I sat their engrossed in a conversation with unknown folks, The interest was at a peak, more than with a conversation with known folks, Time flew by, like the way it flows when someone is with the one he loves, Then came a time when the body wanted a walk in the darkness of the night, Amongst the company of a stanger , a stranger with a beautiful soul, So we climbed our way across an army of pointed rocks, With a little effort we reached where we wanted to walk, Could see the never ending path brightened by moons glow, we walked along the shadows cast by the sideway trees, stomping the crunchy leaves, On a walk whose desti...