It may appear that we are a part of this world, but actually, this world is a part of us. We carry our world within our mind and our mind cannot be at peace when the world around us is in turmoil. When mid-life crisis begins prematurely in teenage years; society is rattled with violence and drug abuse; humanism appears to be utopia; joy, love and compassion remain only in books and on celluloid; corruption and crime appear to be accepted as a way of life, then these are signals for us to rise to...
As the clock ticked in the midnight,
Fireworks flashed through the sky.
Explosions heard everywhere,
Not to wake up but to put people into intoxicants.
Drums fell on deaf ears
For the lame to dance on the darkest hour.
The end relished, the beginning perished
Without a sense of ownership.
The lonely New Year Sun rose quietly
Only empty streets to watch its glory and beauty.
A deadly silence spoke in volumes
Of the time that we are in now.
A ray of hope pierced through the earth
Looked for the...