How empty would the world be, without women's heart

Tragedy of today is that,
I see too many video on women,
but not a women's heart alive,

A women, has become more like men,
and men like super men,

we shy away,
when emotions come today,
I know, it takes courage to take stand,
but have those guts,

I know women must have self respect,
but does it mean's that she must compete in terms with men always?
I think being a good mother/person and kind hearted person to few,
may mean much more, than earning more bucks, or giving few superficial smiles,
that intimacy is getting lost,
and I am sorry, but I can't ignore . . . .

Men must aspire of qualities of women,
not otherwise,
than a women aspires of becoming another stupid shit,
a cog in machine of corporate,

I think the game of rules must change,
Goals must be those, which are worth fighting for,

Think of god once,
she became so intimate with you,
that she did left a part of her in you,

Why do you compare yourself,
with intelligence always?
why don't you have self respect,
for what you are?
b'cause what you stand for,
is much more valuable,
that this stupid brain,
you have seeds of life,
and you owe a lot to nature,
which considered you responsible,
and worthy enough to,
give birth to a new life . . .

I just hope,
that a child of this generation,
gets same constant warmth,
and intimacy,
that we felt when we were child,
be it by men or by women,
but truely,
this world would be unworthy,
without a women's heart alive,

and I fear,
that that's happening,
and we are having ,
many more eminem's around,
whose mother never cared,
about child,
was a women, but without a women's heart,
just considered priorities as some big things,
or her own drugs, or xyz,
showing how much injustice,
we send to next generation,

This is not another poem,
but something each of us,
must think about, feel about,

 Arianna Huffington  on women (Huffington Post)

Ultimate Truth

In the myriads of colors,
lies the colorless gem of life,

In this journey of life,
we all build our own worlds,
world's of ambition, world's of love,
we create a comfort zone,
and enjoy that for a while,
but no matter how great you become,
no matter what you gather, how you gather,
someday you have to leave it, by will or by force,
and no matter how much you think your capabilities will help,
they will not make world any better any worse,
except that you get out of it,
like buddha or shiva,

problem is ,
that in our lives,
we think, that our contribution of work is too important,
My this, my that,
but it would be wise to understand by now,
that you are just another heap, like everyone else,
love it or hate it,
accept it,
everyone complicates, everyone thinks of being agent of change,
but none simply live like a breeze of fresh air . . . .

we get stormed by intellecual defeats,
agitated by slightest of discomforts,
secretly drawn by faces,
just becoming opposite of freshness of air,

It you really want to breath life,
sink deeper,
than understand this fact that,
despite you growing or shrinking on one level,
no much how much you make someone hopeful,ethusiastic or sad,
truth is everything will gone, and new play will start,
wisdom truely lies in,
giving away inernally the subtle knots,
breaking the cycles of likes and dislikes,
and know that it is just a play,
and know that you are just clay
so better work like game,
but no strings attached,
no expectation, no demand :)
and yet playing on,
till the rythm is on . . .

How strange is the ways of mind that one of them we feel attracted to, and not other, even though there is not much difference. Indeed there is deep sense of deception mechanism functioning, nothing wrong but need to be aware of, that truth is not what we see, truth is not in our likes and dislikes, you can only fall back to truth, never strive out to get to know or pursue it  . . . .