Stay Human: Selfish Me

Stay Human: Selfish Me

Selfish Me

With worries and cries, In shouting agonies and lies.
Leaving caste and creeds, holding a bunch of needs.


I speak to my self, that my motto is to be selfish.
That sleeps in my mind and shatters beautiful binds.


It makes me to say that i am not alone with selfish in my way.
Where i grow making every one to stay away.


It consoles usually as a friend.
With sympathy and empathy as a regular trend.


She holds my hand and drags me to her land.
where i will never be alone, standing like ego as a stone.


It hooks, betrays and dominate.
Upon every time she makes me to hate.


She always shouts with the pitch of my breath.
That i will always try to be selfish with in your heart

I Am My Life.

From the darkness of faith and within its solitude. Life always describes a change without whispering into your ears and leads you on an untraveled path. It describes yawning of your selfish struggle, which only you know. 


There is definitely something for those who stumble upon their defeat, who walk upon their defeat and forget their success. Definitely a song of freedom crosses their mind; definitely they are the ultimate lover and live wire of their life. 
Life always get inspired from the defeats of storms of your shaking truth and it any time percolates a seed of dareness in your heart. This flows like a river with wide arms open in your life. 
Life lives within the lost tears of strange relations, which makes us hiccup with eyes closed with a felling of stillness. Life nudges your heart, jargon for your freedom, for your liveliness, for your kindness and for your stillness.
This Is My Life, My Freedom, My Aliveness And I Am My Life.

Start living

Life is not seems to be easy. But my assumptions and beliefs make it the most beautiful and easy; living is like loving. I feel there is nothing like luck or bad luck. But sometimes we feel the need of a thing that can be lucky for us. But we never realize that the most sacred and lucky thing is within us. That is our soul, which is controlling us and our mind. Which is always lucky and don’t need any luck and any other thing.

My resistance to face the difficulties is same as it was before. I don’t call anything difficult, but they are the situations that are the part of our self. They just make our will, our confidence, our self strong enough to see the beauties of life, to feel alive.

What if I cross a thousand mile, or if  i jump from the heaven to the centre of the earth. Or what if I am the most richest and successful person of the world. What if I think I am the centre of the unverse? I can think what I want, I am free and I can, I belive. But still there are many people who do these things. They all are so passionate about life; they know the importance of life and know that it is limitless. They know the secret of life, that how to live it. They all are mad about life. They love their life.

I know why they all do these, why they are so crazy about life. They are the super humans in humans. They just want to feel alive; they just want to swim in the ocean of living salvation. They know how to live life. This is called success, rest everything is useless and fake.