Lines of certainty

Shall the smile of comfort provide the haven, 

when intricacies spin a web of existence,

what shall the mind speak when the heart is 

divided, rather silence is chosen, the true 

weapon. How does the crust of emotion, fail 

everything else but reason. It shall come the tide 

of decision, thought and certainty. Remain forever

in the line of uncertainty. 

-Nikhil Srinidhi

Cloud of chance

Shall it be said on a cold breezy day
that the soul often looks out
the meaning of warmth and blaze.
Shall it be said on a weary long day
the time is set ticking steadily away
Shall it be said as rebirth arrives,
the chance of cloud comes drifting by,

It shall be said as the numbers fly,
The heat of the self, lives on and thrives.

Nikhil Srinidhi