Author name: simsim

Death Set Me Free In death there is nothing left to hide, to protect,  to pretend Death is going back

The Clouds Resting on the Sky The bee dancing and flirting with the flower Getting drunk on its nectar The

This Tree Was Once Full of Bloom Replete with fragrant purple flowers Then suddenly one day All leaves were shed

Happiness is Being Child Like Woh bhi kya din the Jab humaari kishtiyaan aur aeroplane chala karte the Kya pharak

Sounds of Birds Naa raat ka dar Naa daano ki fikr Uth kar khush hona Cheh chahaana Is kaayaanat ka

Yeh Chidiya Nahin Yeh Zindagi Cheh chahaa Rahi hai Mujhe Maut ko jaante hue Mauj mein rehnaa sikha rahi hai

Who am I is an illusion Who I am is my being Pure consciousness True self My home…