The Lie

The Lie

Life is a lie;

Emotions, a bigger one.
Attachments, just

Illusions;

Death, indeed is,

The Ultimate truth.

Well; may be,

The Only one!

The Tranquil Intimacy

The Tranquil Intimacy

Destined to die, long before;

Given a chance, even to take birth!

Could be for, any tranquil intimacy,

As it is,with unspoken words;

The quietude can bring forth,

A slow, silent death; or

It can help bloom, a new

Life, with no expectations!

I adore, and despise, the tranquility;

I choose, to accept the quietude.

But, I hope and desire, only,

For the new bloom!