business plan

This is a plan that has not much inclination as money oriented. Some plans in life are for feeding the inner consciousness. Being a avid reader it was a general transformation to starting to pen my own thoughts.This lead to me deciding on a venture that gave support to many other such aspiring writers. It may be a literary work of any kind which needs to published. I have plan to contact bigger publishers in order to tie up with them for a greater exposure to the amateur writers workmanship. 

Green grass or rough terrain..

Under the watchful eyes of a surgeon,
with the care and precision that shows a human's worth.
After hours of built up pressure,
a woman becomes a mother
with a new born entering the planet.

A cry greets,
a tear of joy fills the room.
The mystic aura mellows down.

Well wisher's fill in,
making their expressions evident
with arms wide open
welcoming a new existence.

But life is not blooming everywhere.
The fulcrum of existence was wavering,
the balance tilting;
whilst at one side a baby was being cared for.
A hundred more were born
not knowing, if they being born was a boon or curse;
Some born in a hut,
and some under a tree.
Some survive and some just opened their eyes
to be closed by humanity.

A cruel life awaits,
to the most innocent of species.
Welcome to our world,
our real existence.
Where the bridge between life and death is just narrowing,
and the count of humans is just a number.

Welcome to Mother Earth.....

Meet you in the parallel universe...

I lay low,
bent like a bow.
I shivered under the thick blanket cover,
the chill spreading through my body;
My heart burnt
I threw a mouthful,
a liquid mass,
how much I wish i could say it was ketchup,
but in my case it was to be blood.
In testing times all i have is sarcasm to make my pain seem as normal.
But my life has been too reckless,
 to even bother to regret it
as all my life ,
i had a companion that i wish never had.
My company was all that was prohibited,
from cigarettes to drinks to joints.

Engulfed in rings of smoke and drenched with gallons of consumable poison,
All my moments of life from sadness to
those small bits of happiness was passed with a joint and a glass in each hand.

With a rough childhood,
And split up parents.
I had none to answer,
A conscience that was locked up
and a heart full of bitterness.
all i ever cared about was the cheap thrills.
and such passed my life.

With a education that just was a formality,
all i ever cared about was being free.
i craved for love
yet hesitating to new people.
To those handful that call me 'friend',
I am sorry but this is where it all ends.
This is where i walk alone.
into a deep slumber.
may be one day we meet again,
but today i pass off
with a few memories and a few people to thank for this living.

I say farewell,
and if i get another go at this thing called "life",
May be i live it in a better way..

Alas i am a human...!!

I stand here,
awake through my eyes
but deep down i have closed down my vision.
what i now see is just a perception.
i feel stoned.
i am speechless, and i barely breathe..
makes me feel..
i am just another human..

miles have passed,
hours have flown past,
and after a endless journey that never took off
i am still the same..

i am just another human..

with no expectations,
and no elaborate variations in a sober lyf,
i sail with no fire.
nothing to look forward to.

and wen i look back all i see is a blank canvas,
with titbits nd small splashes of color,
yet missing the larger picture..

a lost battle..
a missing passion..
and a conscience dt is doubt able..
and much more to introspect..
leaves me shouting out loud..
that all i ever feared is bitterly true..

 Alas i am just another human..!!