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Shot on the evening of 18th of March 2018. Today it will be exactly two years since I took the picture above. How emancipated I felt that day! I gave my last exam, mathematics, of class twelve boards. Knowing that I would fail still it felt so good and I was in contempt with me, I was more spiritual back then. Life of mine was more simple back then with a hope that future will be good. There were new leaves on the trees, shiny and smooth, green leaves of the most awaited spring and then came the cattle heard with rattling cowbells and the scent spread as they passed by. Dry leaves unleashing their sweet smell as they decayed, that truly was a spring that I am gonna remember for my life. I hugged a tree and the tree hugged me back, I felt the spirit and I believe the spirit felt it back too. Serene was my experience and ravishing was the place. The country side of Jharkhand, to wrap in a single word, is awesome. From there I've grown to something that even I do not k

I thought I'm done with love, then came you, Such an enigmatic beauty, I never knew. I wrote "I like you" but I realize it is love. Love! White Love! More than that of dove. Mesmerized were your eyes looking at that lake, And trees in the back and hanging were our legs. I was lost in my mind, perplexed what to do, I forgot how to dream, my world painted blue. Like Jambavant reminded Hanuman his powers, So were your eyes, they cater me the bower. I wish we've been in solitude to the place we went On the day it was raining and we were in ascent. Wish we had a deep talk about universe and its end, Life and death, stars and sky and river and it's wend. (Mesmerized were your eyes looking at that lake, And trees in the back and hanging were our legs) (I wish we've been in solitude to the place we went On the day it was raining and we were in ascent)

When you close your eyes and join your palm Before the rock idol that you never cared for.  Ocean of sorrows fade in the procural calm Like waves washes feet, immaculate tears washed the core.  Now you drool over and romanticise the romance. Sparkling, ecstatic, angelic eyes overwhelmed in gratitude.  With new spoony and meticulous heart ,you let go of nuance. You be came a follower and now you summon platitude.  Because you closed your eyes and joined your palm  Before the rock idol you never cared for.  What is sorrow, now you ask, got used to the procural calm.  Waves washed your soul, not sole, and made a harmonious core. -dpbian The Rock Idol

Yes I want to drink! Drink the psychedelics, Feel the walls melting, Those colours! I want to be the one tasting. Whether to get into them? No! For the sake of drinking? No! But I want to drink,  To experience the existence's brink,   To tap into the unexplored! To let the fiend erode, To experience the reality, To know my causality. Because I want to drink, Drink, drink and drink. To see my soul rise,  Be strengthened.  To let myself ecstasies,  Feel enlightened.  'Cause yes I will drink,  Everything that they drunk,  Sadhu, rishi and santt,  Baba, naga and monk. 'Cause yes I will drink,  Drink with a clink In the matted hairs of Shiva,  That unparalleled Bhole Baba.  -dpbian Yes I Want To Drink

Oh boundless form of energy,  When thou will come to me.  Will it be as early as it should be  Or be so late to be of no use for me?  I wonder when thou shall come,  I ponder how thou shall come.  What should I do, just sit and wait? Or pull myself together, start a work great.  To do a work gargantuous I need thou, To make you flow to me, I bow.  Oh boundless form of energy,  When thou will come to me.  Am I clamorous enough to reach you,  Or for you to find me should I leave a clue.  Oh! but I'm in a situation dilemmatic,  Anyone would if listen it'll sound hectic.  I even don't know I'm reaching you or not, If I've I don't know you're bound to me or not.  -dpbian Artist: u/quantum_apple on Reddit

Woah world! People come here and go, Moving like a pendulum to and fro. Shakespeare defines it as a live performance on stage, Dying hard to have more grade to increase their wage. But I think it's like a jail, We are waiting here eagerly to get bail. God sent us here because of our deeds, To improve is the task by telling beads. He keeps on sending good people and sages, Like a jailer he is for ages. Improved ones are moved out to heaven, Others are givens another chance to get themselves trodden. Vile ones are taken to hell, Like a hardcore criminal in a special cell. This process of improvement will go on, And then it will come a day of real dawn. Dawn of knowledge to each and every soul, Dusk of beings who have many foul. -dpbian Artist: u/Daniiwolf on Reddit