Friday, March 30, 2012

Nostalgia and Cynicism

Not so long ago we were doing everything freewheelingly all the time.
The time when we didn't care what we were doing and we were singing all those rhymes.
Back in the days when chocolate was a luxury and happiness was free,
Life was felicitous and we were satisfied to the highest degree.
Now that naiveness is gone and our head is invaded by an insatiable thirst for power and money.
Deception is our common trait and sarcasm is our way of being funny.
We think that happiness is locked away in some chest and wealth is somehow the key.
Can someone please tell us,What happened to the beauty inside of you and me?

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

My Requiem

A cold,ruthless and unnerving attitude was just a shield,
An armor just to safeguard the extra tender and sensitive side of me.
A wall so thick is needed to secure a soldier fighting in a war field.
You can call me crazy but sometimes hiding behind a wall is significant than being free.
But trust me,Being lonely with an ordered and cold heart,
Is anyday better than being in a company with a bleeding heart.


Well that's enough of my agoraphobia,now here goes the story-
I was lying in my bunker and she just came like a fury.
Asked me to come out of my nutshell,Don't know why?
But i was sticking onto my guns,Hell no.Goodbye.!
She was still calm and adhered to the things that she just said.
She baited me with her drugs by throwing some of it ahead.
Curiosity rose in me,Judging every aspect of her move,
Oh,What the hell,thinking she's innocent i just approved.
I tasted her weed,thinking of it as some holy green bud.
Damn,it was orgasmic,i was stoned when it was all in my blood.


I woke up in my bunker and was a a bit uneasy,
Claustrophobia sorrounded me and i was acting so sleazy.
She fed me with more crack and now i was achieving euphoria.
I was addicted to her,I don't know if it was wrong,
We were like two hippies enjoying our life all day long.
Everything was so hallucinating and suddenly she started acting bizarre.

She abjured my rights on her drugs saying i can no longer have them.
But i was a stoner by now,this decision of hers i thoroughly condemn.
Why are you doing this to me?I can't live without your drug no more,I said.
She was just walking ahead,ignoring every part of me as if i was dead.
Is it fair to transform one into a drugger & then leave them on their own?
From that day a part of soul was lost and body was just chunks of meat and bones.
Undergoing a rehab made me more human,But the drug is still not completely off my brain,
I try to occupy myself and not think about it but every action just goes in vain.
Simply don't know how long will this book be lying on my shelf,
But here i am writing a Requiem for myself.

Sunday, September 26, 2010

Summer Rain

Having experienced only the 'Winter' of my life,
Having faced only the love from my family and the world full of strife,
I became recluse and bashful as if something had congested my throat with a knife.
I thought maybe life was supposed to be like that and suddenly things began to change.

Everything was flamboyant,vibrant and pleasant but still made me feel estranged,
I felt that maybe I've been abducted as everything was deranged.
To my surprise,it wasn't a trap,i just voyaged to the 'Spring'.
A season of mating,A season of togetherness,A season of frolic!
All these things only baffled me and I continued to remain stoic.
And then I encountered a rose bud whose beauty remained hidden to me,
She wanted me to look after her,She craved for my admiration towards her.
Her love made me happy,but i was petrified because of my fogyish upbringing.
She continued to gaze at me asking for my love but i was still in dilemma,my mind still swinging.
Scrutinizing the whole situation made my condition more worse,
I couldn't stand to lose her,neither i could've afforded a mindf**k,don't know why i was damned with such a curse.
Time was flying away and my head was still in a mess,
Her love for me was fading and i was standing right there absolutely clueless.
The bud had now turned into a beautiful flower,attracting millions of bees,
I gathered all my power to devote myself to her,but now she was displeased.

I'm sorry,I knew i had committed a terrible mistake,I knew i had taken too long,
But her hate had overcame the love and she said-"You're not the one to who i belong".
I was devastated and wrecked,And for the first time in life i was free falling.
I knew the 'Autumn' had came and now everything in the world seemed appalling.
Being buried in the darkness of the shattered leaves all around,
Made me numb and anesthetized,depriving me of hearing any sound.

The darkness was short-lived,A warm wind blew away all the leaves,
The warmness was familiar to me,so i opened my tiny eyes,
Dazzled by the vision,trying to have my senses regained,
An irresistible smell went up my nose,And a sense of fulfillness was attained.
Standing there was my lovely rose,My little Miss Sunshine,
Smiling at me she said-"I'm yours and you are mine"!
I was exhilarated,My heart started to pound again,
A fool was reincarnated in this beautiful season of 'Summer Rain'!!

Friday, September 17, 2010

Dastaan-e-Frustration

I wake up in the morning with my head feeling twice the size,
I stand up ignoring all the voices in my head,
Foolin' my mind that everything is okay,thereby starting my day with lies.
I start to act like a puppet,
I start following the instructions as to how a common man should act,
By the people who are ruining my life to have their luxuries intact.

I fly from my nest,strolling down my city.
The pain starts again seeing all the filth and dirt,
But i can't do anything except having a sense of pity.
I think twice,
Pondering that this might be my last day in paradise.
But i keep walking,thinking that in a city this large,
I'm just a small mouse in an enormous group of mice.

With all these things in my tiny little brain,
I reach my college,preparing myself for another lobotomy,
A place where instead of acceptance,i'm learning how to abstain!
Suffering eight hours of mental abuse,
Does no good to me,only leaving a bruise.
Sometimes I think to stand up and break free,
But suddenly a feeling of paranoia occupies me,
I sit down again,leaving myself as a child who wants to get exploited.
There are times when i think that maybe i'm schizophrenic,
But eventually i realize that this thought is only cryptogenic.

I reach my nest again,The mother bird asks me how was the day like?
I wear a disguise,telling her it was good,
But somehow she already knows the truth,a power of her's that i've never understood.
I don't know what to do now,But the time flies away very fast,
I now have a sense of guilt as to how i've fu**ed my time in the past.

The day is over now,the dark is filling up the empty spaces.
I try to cheer myself up by remembering some lovely faces.
The cheer soons fades away and i'm left all alone,
There is silence everywhere,so i'm unable to groan.

When all this s**t takes place,
I think about something very deep.
Gazing at my roof with all these thoughts in my mind hallucinates me,
After a while i decide to go back to sleep,
I know nothing is gonna change,
But i again fool my mind sayin' that sleep is gonna rejuvenate me.!!