Friday, October 12, 2012


The world is a bitter place to be
And a better place to die
A thought told his brothers on his last breath
And bitter is normal life than heretic death

The unborn thoughts are now outworn
And never became words in trepidation of being torn
By those who are termed as wise
And by those who are otherwise

They are too much in worry
Even as fetus their death is their worry
As they’d die in men and women’s fiery fights
As did their brother who died in dark verbal lights

And from his grave, they hear him say
Before being born, it is better to pass away
As the world is a bitter place to be
And a better place to die

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I firstly declare here that all the content written in the blog is exclusively written by me and I hold the copyrights of each and everything. Be it a poem or a movie review. Also, the videos or photographs I upload or attach are exclusively owned by me. This declaration is important in a world that seems so worried of piracy. The prime purpose of these blogs is to put my writings and photographs on the net. and well to start with.... I live in my mind, and existence is the attempt to bring my thoughts into physical reality, I celebrate myself, sing myself and I am always happy in my own company.....I am not the best in the world but I strive for excellence and thats what keeps me alive... Talking much about oneself can also be a means to conceal oneself--Friedrich Nietzsche