Monday 18 April 2016

Faceless

lives alone, though among crowd
possess none that be found
no walls to stop, still bound
despised even by stray hound
glide through streets with no sound
hoping to find anything around.
Only present, no future, no background
Survival itself is just another round.

thy mirror

World's a mirror
there to deceive
dream of your own
hard to perceive.
Escape no need
Refuge our deed
Time is only
one try to defeat.
Relative is all
decreed the Great.
Happy is he
who try to make.

Friday 10 April 2015

Only way Out



shuttering eyes need a glass
a common case in this class
fire of furnace burning the soul
bodies struggling to keep up the role
hope is the tinder for this fire
freedom is something no longer desired
best scenario is seeing next day
worst is what there is no way
joy is something they're supposed to create
To consume it one day have to reincarnate...

Wednesday 8 April 2015

Are We Dead Yet ?



Even in death, one seeks peace
but peace is something one rarely achieves
what if after a person dies
and without peace he never flies...

Wouldn't that be something
even dead would exist among living beings.
A dead man would give a vote
and be send to fight a war

Crazy as it may seem,
maybe we are already dead beings

Titleless



Scrambling the pen as if hunting a word
Rumbling those words as if searching a role
Playing that role as if getting a reason
Holding that reason as if regretting this life.

Smiling at each other as if it's assuring
Crying for each other as if it's curing
Holding other's hands as if won't lose them
Caring about them as if won't hurt them.

Die everyone as if they never lived
Turn into ash, soil, food or a wrapped gift
Only the memory of those few remains
Who did something great or killed someone great.

An Unsung Tragedy



Pumping the streams of blood
out of the streets near our home
no one eyed the mother
who was still brewing some foam.

Some found it wretched, some ghastly
it wasn't his fault that he died so hastily
Even though he was just a pup
dent on the bumper was worth more than his gut.

Driver kept spitting, thinking his day is ruined
while the public screamed "let's get going"
Apart from the mother everyone forgot
savouring the last whiff of her son she ever got.

Sunday 29 March 2015

As Expected



my being born as expected
living this life as expected
some friends are there as expected
no one cares as ........

spending time as expected
getting sick of it as expected
nothing new in world as expected
no one cares as ........

will find a job as expected
earn money as expected
proud parents as expected
no one cares as ........

get married as expected
have kids as expected
make them do as expected
i Will care as expected

get old as expected
filled with regrets as expected
die with them as expected
no one will care as ........

writing this as expected
people reading it as expected
nothing changes as ........
no cares as ........