The Mystical Being

You are your own master...
and you are your own slave...
you build your own kingdom
and you sing your own rebel...
You have the ocean
but you sail the sky
you grab the gold
but you deal with lives
You are humble and gentle
yet cold as steel
you are strong and slender
yet soft to feel
You are magnanimous and a coward
deep inside
you are a fool and a king
open your eyes
You are you who you think
And you think what you are
You are but nothing
A mystical being
and your mind has powers
beyond the books
and dreams of a young lad crossed
on beams
and yet you feel you drown
and sway on the ground
stand up
and fight
You will survive
You have no punishment
for all the faults you see
You are a pathetic
drafted seed
But one day you will find
How great the soul within is
And you will live up
to what you can be
Remember
always
You are a Mystical Being
And nobody dare
snatch that away
Because

You are your own master...
and you are your own slave...
you build your own kingdom
and you sing your own rebel...

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Commotion

Let it go Let it stay Let it run But see it does not run away Let it feel Let it touch Let it hold But only till you can behold Sweet noise Purple dust Morning and Twilight of dusk Sincere love Pathetic anyways ? Sooth your heart Open it Smell it But see that you don't hurt it Don't eat it It might not taste so good As it looks to be Be like that Do like this Compare Don't Consult Judge by your brain Not your heart Judge By the ways You have experienced Life And not by the Ways taught to you Sense it And it will be yours May be Forever... - Saswati Barat 1:14 Am May 21,2009

I am Society

I am society I am the mind I am greedy I am the kind I am love And I am peace I am what you Think of me is I twirl and twist And stop the change I break the bottle And shift the phase I am Mighty I am a Beast I can be tasty But I can be least Least bothered Least concerned Lest you make Me feel I am perfect I am time I am mortal I am fine I am a story I am a tale I was the king And the angel I am cold Cold like the mountains And I am warm Warm When the sunshine beats When the grenades fail I am the blanket I inhale All your sorrow All your grief I am old And I am ancient But I am patient I am the society - Saswati Barat

Dedication

Life seems to unfold When you think you have settled down And makes you stir in that comfy seat of yours As if telling you not to just yet Put your guard down And that frown Which finds its way through your face Might project a lot of disgust To life's amusement And bring about that little change you never would have welcomed Could this be a challenge ? Another "life's games" may be ? Or is it much more complex Rather simple in its terms To juggle ones fate In their own hands If you drop it You loose ! And if you don't Master is sure to find a way you do And even if you survive Life ain't gonna make this easy for you Why do we strive so hard So hard in this once in a lifetime ? Purely not indulging to our pleasures To counter react on our impulses Better off Less than Why is it so hard to believe we live And live not for one's sake but life's ? - Saswati Barat

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