This poem talks about the conflict of brothers, friends, and people who had started with great hopes to achieve with one another but conflict remains a deciding factor in their relationship.
‘Ones’ truly connected do not break. How much do we understand the chemistry of love and affection? This poem exposes this phenomenon, using a creative logic.
If you were given a chance to edit your past or control your fate, would you? What certainty is there that our chances are better in our own hands?
As individuals, in the face of trial we at times lose faith in ourselves. This highly motivational poem, through a beautiful play of words, teaches of courage in times of unpleasantness.
From a somewhat sinister perspective and looking through the eyes of the common individual, here the result of man’s efforts to get through life is projected.
It is said that sleep is the cousin of death. This poem tends to probe the true nature of death using a logical thesis on ‘sleep’s’ own character and its relationship with the former.
If only we could see beyond the beauty on the outside of an individual, only then can we truly tell what is beautiful and what isn’t.
On his sick bed, a man has a feeling that his lover and best friend has sought happiness somewhere else because of his misfortune. Just a feeling.