Logos Blog

I cry of despair I regret all my actions  I sin against myself  I offend creations And I failed to obey the creator  His command I disobey  His forbidden I adore  I swim in dirty pool Though I regret.  I go back again  Again, again and again....  I'm losing hope of forgiveness  How many times have I sought forgiveness  Yet I go back to the crime.  I've always wanted to be good, not mundane; Worst of them I am Though I regret.  It's very bad and I hate it I keep going back but I hate it  Had sin had odour No living being would survive sitting next to me  I am an adamant sinner  I tell myself: I hate it, yet I go back Is it that am feeble and powerless  Or I willingly surrender myself  Though I regret.  Regretting is not enough  Do I even truly regret?  Why then do I go back again?  Am I deceiving myself?  How...

During my high school days, the teacher that takes us in English language once asked us to advertise a product in front of the class. The job was straightforward; everyone has to go home, practice any advert of his or her choice,  and present it in front of the class the next day. Two remarkable things happened the next day. Firstly, the English language class was scanty for the obvious reason, and secondly, a classmate of mine was so nervous of presenting anything that he stood numb on stage during his presentation time. He was sweating profusely and looking at the scanty end of the class while on stage. Not even a single word until he returned to his seat looking like someone that just left the shower. I came across a similar stage fright case recently so I decided to give a helping hand to remarkably reduce that experience. This article may not totally terminate the fright from your mind since fright case is relative, and different persons have different reasons they get n...

If I don't take one's proximity for granted  Yet I offer a hand to my friend's enemy Hoping to be accepted by all Who am I?  If I keep sacrificing a lot for you Regardless of your payback policy Although, hoping for a reciprocal Who am I?  I'm the envy of many eyes I'm the true friend by your side Observe me more or regard me less I am still who I am I'm not in a haste to dispose what's broken  I work hard to get it fixed I'm for one and for all I am Love.

You're my friend!  In a world where words have lost their meaning,  It's harder to explain than to express   The quality of my vocabulary   Without tripping over alphabets  When I say 'You and I'  You're my friend!  Even with advanced self-awareness,  We humans still run on hunches  And emotions, and what-nots.  Misunderstandings lie in between the lines;  There is no more platonic without sex  You're my friend!  The world may see through a mist  And perceive what is not,  But when you see me on my knees  Consider this, I might be tying your shoelace  And not asking for your hand in marriage   Because you're my friend!