Instincts of an individual

Out in the world We are meant to live Our Days of life With the power of us To destroy all the us Out from the world There may be lives Wishing to be with us By the way Our building stands By the look Our technology airs Into the world If they care to see The way we live They will fear for The real of us Out of the blue, If you get a chance To give them a glance Will you call them To avoid our world Does anyone care to care What they may think If they are as What we are So better, Take care of you from technologies which is dumping you. And, Take care of the world from you which you will continue to dump.

I' m in the dark, so dark So that I can talk With whom I wish to talk I am alone, all alone So that no one else could see me I dig inside, deep inside So that I could get what I want I will fly beyond the sky, so high So that I could reach where I can reach I ll sleep as long as I could  So that no one can wake me up I may scream out loud, so loud So that even nothing can hear something

Distance is the definite view Once you reach a distance Digging is a definite process Once you find who u are. So keep digging . . . To get continued . . . 

Born a lucky accident One Learns to live Is what we think   Which we think   Is really the thing. Born to an accident One learns to  act One learns to hide In the name of  culture, religion, sex. Truth of being just Food and sex centric The height we've seen Is just not enough To find who and why Are we a born. Everyone is a born To become dead - but Don't be a born Just to become dead .