MINE

As a kid I played and laughed 

With glowing noisy and wrecked toys

I called them mine and kept them in loft 

But soon they perished without any noise 

As a lad I was struck and inflicted with love 

Surrounded by damsels and fluorescent faces

Called them mine and met them at at fleuves

But all of them left leaving no traces 

As a man i was greedy and full of vanity 

Ran after fame, fortune, and glamour 

Called everything mine and lost my sanity 

Nothing remains about which i can stammer 

Now wrinkled and grey i sit in my room

And think of the things I once called mine 

They still exist but they don't make me bloom

I'm done with a life in which nothing was mine 

Dr.Zain

SOMETHING THAT MEANT A LOT

What's the relation between a loner and his loneliness? For a loner it's the only thing he can count on, the only thing for which every part of his body crave.He will never let anyone come in between him and his precious loneliness. It's as if the loneliness is his flute and he , a player who lives only to play it.Indifferent to humans he stays lost in the tune of his own flute.

But this can change. A touch from non other than the very existence of a human being for which he longed but never knew can change a loner into a social being.And when he reaches a point when he starts disliking his loneliness that is when he is really in love.

YES... LOVE CAN CHANGE US IN WAYS WE NEVER KNOW. 

Dr.Zain 

FEAR OF DEATH?