BeCaUsE....

Here comes another one, to make you feel more bored.... All the best...

BECAUSE...

I gave it a smile,

I gave it a breath,

I played it with a zeal,

I doomed it with wrath...

All efforts I put in,

to make it pleasent,

All I can do for it,

to build it more efficient...

I failed at every moment,

and just one thought,

hovers every second in my mind,

that " Life is not always to live"...

This way I go in every time,

In my thoughts, inside my heart...

Ambar

bReAkIn dOwN tHe sTreEtS oF hEaVeN...

Here comes another poem from me so that all of you can curse me more and more... However, this was written in a damn serious mood and to every extent, is very true....

Breaking down the streets of heaven

I feel thirsty like the sand,

My thirst is for something beyond the land,

What I feel is what I write,

Depicting the start of dreams and a dreadful end...

There came a drop,

Breaking down the streets of heaven,

Shakes my thirst and shakes my being,

And the mirage stretches through the sands...

The same exhausting thirst,

hovers me twenty-four-seven,

Breaks my heart and tells me lies,

To make me lie buried in the desert land...

Seems like I've felt thirst for the first time,

And it seems to be growing as a mythical trend,

For the first time, I felt like this,

First time, I felt it pouring,

And again I taste my thirst,

Creeping in me like the sand...

Ambar

LiViNg oN tHe EdGE...

So I am back with my blog thing..... And this time, I am going to post my poems.... One by one.... Don't be scared, U can actually comment on them.. So if you are planning of cursing me over this, you can certainly do that.... And here is my first poem that has the title---- 

"LIVING ON THE EDGE"

Life is showing what it has,

I am feeling it is rash,

Once again I am drowned out,

Once again I feel,

Living on the edge....

Soul has burnt, mind plays game, heart is tender enough to take the wrath,

Desert is stretching out its panorama, like in the doom it is taking a bash,

And today it means enough for me,

Living on the edge....

What I have is, fistful of death, some new friends and some old knacks,

Heart beats enough to show some cracks, still its something inside me that holds the rack,

That's why I lived it, 

Living on the edge...

Ambar

cOnScIeNcE ...

Walking the line that has been drawn by your own conscience, does not make any difference. What matters is the intensity with which you walk the line... Fraternity doesn't change your way of living your life. And here comes the thing that causes all the changes in your life. Eventually, its also the thing that actually matters the most... Yes I am talking about the "Conscience"...

Conscience, a word, highly misconceived, mostly forgotten and thoroughly misunderstood... If we look at the meaning of it as we conceive it to be, its just a sense of judging between right or wrong, decent or indecent, logical or hypothetical etc.. At the same point of time, the word also represents a point of discontent in relation to the Hybanicus where Amon (Greek god of male fertility) disregards Isis (Greek goddess of Feminine beauty, also known as Venus) of her beauty just because Isis can actually decide and propagate that he is not a symbol of male anarchy anymore. At this instant, the judgment that makes Isis leave the heaven is called Hybanicus in the Greek mythology which literally, means Conscience(in Italian and Spartan languages)...
And the Roman Bible says "When "Gentiles" who do not possess the law carry out its precepts by the light of nature, then, although they have no law, they are their own law; they show that what the law requires is inscribed on their hearts, and to this their conscience gives supporting witness, since their own thoughts argue the case, sometimes against them, sometimes even for them."












François Chifflart (1825-1901), La Conscience (after Victor Hugo)





Now, looking at the original meaning of the word, and going deep into the origination of this word, which was derived by Gregory III in 325 B.C., it was actually a mixed word for the "convocation of Science" (being science as a word for the referral to the eternal power in ancient Greek). And in the word of literacy, where Conscience means the moral sense of judging between right and wrong, when we look for the literal meaning of this word, on "en.wikipedia.org" we find this line--- "Although there is no generally accepted definition of what conscience is or what its role in ethical decision-making is, there are three main factors that determine which stance is adopted.

1. Religious views (including the Divine Command Theory, the works of John Henry Newman, Aquinas Joseph Butler,Dietrich Bonhoffer and others).
2. Secular views (including the psychological, physiological,sociological,humanitarian and authoritarian views.)
3. Philosophical views (including Hegel's Philosophy of Mind)

And this hurts my conscience. If its original meaning is convocation of science, I am happy. Even if its related to the religion, what's bad in it? Moreover, when the word was devised, it was in the relation to the god himself, so this melts up the thing and the conscience wins...

I don't know where this thing gonna end, but my ways are certainly conscience oriented and i understand that God has made some things ugly and some things really beautiful. Actually God created everything in duality, something for everything and someone for everyone. So if God has created Conscience, he must have created something opposite to the conscience as well.

And to the people who know me, as you must have guessed by now, I am desperately waiting for the opposite feeling to conscience. I don't know how does it matter to me but I just don't want to decide what is wrong and what is not. In the end, I wish i will be conscious enough to avoid any conscience-less decision.

Regards,
Ambar