Slowly n steadily, the momentum of humanity's pendulum is loosing its swing. 
It is scary n it seems there exist a hell lot of noise everywhere, shadowing somewhere that obvious and native silence within all of us. 
    The glimpse of that subtle life will some day turn into a deadly nightmare. People will live out virtually, yet unaware and least bothered of their final destination through.
Thus it is "a beginning of an end..."

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Slowly n steadily, the momentum of humanity's pendulum is loosing its swing. 
It is scary n it seems there exist a hell lot of noise everywhere, shadowing somewhere that obvious and native silence within all of us. 
The glimpse of that subtle life will some day turn into a deadly nightmare. People will live out virtually, yet unaware and least bothered of their final destination through.

Thus it is "a beginning of an end..."

-humanity survivor

if growing older is your concern !!

In this era of inflation 
Cake is costly but wishes are free,
Even into those free wishes,
The society sounds contradictory.

Some says, “I am now a new experience holder”
Some says proudly that I am turning older.

Whom to believe, whom to follow 
Better to go with Innerself, lying deep within my hollow

Who says, “no matter you 
grow experienced or rather old”
Always feel young with 
your thoughts and let it unfold.

-unboundmohit ©

Unfortunate Prey

My dedication to her, the unfortunate rape victim. Please pray for her well being through this poetry...

Away from the mob,

away from protest.

A girl is fighting for,

her unseen life’s quest.

What was her mistake?

what gone wrong?

Now, this question echoes amid,

all over since long.

Something is happened to her,

which is beyond the scope of brutality.

Yet again ashamed,

as if humanity has lost its so called morality.

No one could comprehend,

No one could hear.

The extent of pain and noise

The girl had to live with and bear.

But she is strong indeed,

she has fought alone so far.

Into that dusky sky of hope,

She is shining high, being a shooting star.

Is it always required for them?

to wait for a brutality to happen.

Before they react and peek into,

their dusty and dormant innerself within.

May her strength and courage sustain,  

to fight for a cause, being an unfortunate prey.

May she return to her own world soon,

That’s all I can pray.

-unboundmohit ©       

this poem is a resultant of a boring meeting...Sorry ppl

I am sitting 

with an empty mind

it seems here,

nobody is enough kind.

Although they may have 

some informative rockets,

but I still prefer to sit amid

with my both hands in pocket.

Like me, all are trying to catch

those endless speeches, 

Suddenly I realized, we all

certainly belongs to a same species.

Nobody is interested for sure,

Thus somehow trying to resist

In order to absorb and digest,

the insoluble and volatile day’s gist.

In this jungle of knowledge

those approximate lions are roaring,

and I am like a fearless rat

feeling sluggish and boring…

-unbound but bored ;) 

Discriminated Hate !

"You better
  equally hate,
  but do not
  discriminate,
  You never
  know
  your fate,
  that can lead
  you into a
  state,
  Where life
  won’t
  hesitate,
  to let you
  apart and
  make you forever
  wait,
  In your own
  world of
  hate,
  you found
  yourself
  alone,
  and your
  mingled psyche
  separate.
  So, it’s better
  to love
  And not
  to hate.
  ‘Coz we all
  are equal,           
  who possess
  unique trait,
  as we all
  are no one,
  but God’s
  own innate".   

  -unboundmohit ©

Thought of the day...

"Don't try to hold
the things being unfold,
so tightly in your hands
'Coz the things that matters most
are the things that shatters most"

-unbound