Tuesday, January 30, 2018

Birds

These birds
How do they find their way
No roads no by ways
No compass , no maps
No guide to keep a check

Geography keeps changing
Trees are cut down
Buildings emerging
How do they find their way
Not going astray

Days are turned into night
By weather changes
Imbalances created by dumb humans
Nights are too lighted
To see the dark
With the bright lights
Loud beat sounds
How does their system
Keep up with things going so insane

*glasses* * clinks *

It bears the blame
When all it does is relieve the pain
Busts your stress
Gives wings, makes you fly
Sought by many
Different occasions
Different reasons
Different quantities
Half, full , quarter
Happy, sad, heartbroken
According to greed
According to need
Some are open about it
Few secretly choose its company
It never asked you to get addicted
Yet you go crazy after it
As if you want it to replace your blood
Your negatives, your weakness
But it has to bear the brunt
Few use it as an excuse
To hide their barbaric intentions
Few to overcome their inhibitions
People in power sell it without any bounds
To keep the money filling their tummy
For some it's a long lost friend
For some a dreaded enemy

Friend or a foe
Depends how you choose
Your control over your addictions
Can gift you happy gatherings
Of friends and family
Or lifetime of dreaded silence
When crossed the permitted boundaries

Choose wisely! ;)
Cheers!! :)

Never.

Don't make people your world
Run after the butterflies
Run after the rivers
But never behind another human

Look for loyalty in your pet
Look for innocence in the eyes of kids
But never look for it in another human

Feel the love of your mom
Feel the care your dad has to shower
But never make a mistake of searching it in any other

Get inked, let those needle carve out on your skin
Get bruised, fall, get hit by whatever stops your way
But never let your heart get broken by someone other

Get high, on the nature around you
Feel the music, dance to the beats
But never get that drink to get over the pain some stone heart gave

Take care of your health
Take good care of your soul
And as for your heart babe, keep it safe
Away from the pryful eyes
Sharp edged tongues
And frozen souls..

Tuesday, January 9, 2018

Creator me.


I fear my thoughts will be stolen ,
If I share them with the world.
So I tried to keep them locked,
Bury them deep
Safely in my head
Fighting against my heart,
Which wants them to be set free.

Caged , left with no company.
Sooner, my thoughts grew stale
And started to rot from within.
Ashamed of the selfish mortal
Who had their ownership
Alive, with no life within
Death was a relief
Than such presence, they believed.

When my own thoughts turned against me.
Were more aloof ,
Strange than any stranger
I have ever seen.
Plotted an escape
Tried to run free
For breath of freedom
Away from the shackles
Dark dungeons of my skin

I cursed my creator,
More often than not
When I faced adversities.
And when I had the power to create
I locked my creations down
Seconds after blowing in life

What good was having them
When they questioned their existence
So I decided to let them free
Gifted back the wings
They owned since their inception

What if they get stolen
Used by some another
With a new name
They'll still have a life there on,
With a different credit.

Wherever they may travel
Through word of mouth
Or scribbled , written
They'll always carry
A piece of my soul tagged along.

Sunday, January 7, 2018

Little less..

I cry a little less
I smile a little less

I love a little less
I get hurt a little less

I trust a little less
I hope a little less

The storm within me
still rages the very same,

But I'm me,
just a little less..

Good bye.

When you miss the love,
Live your past on rewind.
When every night the tears roll down
With no hope for any closure, no end to your sigh.

But the pain they caused,
The tears that came along.
Were a never ending gift.
Which refused to let you go,
While they always put you low.

So teach yourself to stay brave,
Hang on to that single thread of strength.
Suffer and live the pain,
Until the day you realise..

You can miss people.
Yet not want them back.
The tears that roll out now,
Will stop in a while.
When you finally understand,
That what's done is done.
Close that chapter,
Bid good bye.

Crossroads..

How much I wish to run back to you,
Atleast for one last time.
To hug you the tightest, than I ever had.
To have one last dive into your dark brown eyes.
Try to trace the lines of your hand with my fingers.
Pull those cheeks, play with them as long as I can.

But wasn't my every hug the tightest?
Didn't I get drowned in your eyes every single time.
When did I ever release your hand without letting my heart break into pieces?

Wasn't every moment we spent together precious?
It always had the excitement of first,
And the pain of last.

Yet here we are,
At this crossroads.
Where I know every way to reach you.
But we prefer to stay lost in this madness..

Hang on!

You have to reach out Yeah, you have to Sometimes to help Sometimes to seek The simplest of the things The not so obvious signs That subtle ...