Thursday, December 1, 2011

Stranger

Stranger

Being a stranger in my own family
A third person for those who had once been a part of me
I wonder in the darkness hoping to find the light
but I don't see any,guess I am losing my sight

I wish I could run and forget all the things
but everything keeps crawling back to me
my life feels sucked out of me
I wish there was someplace else where i could be

everything seems like a nightmare
Is there no one who really gives a care
I want to wake up from this slumber and see that the worst is over

but then I know that it is not a dream but reality and there is no escape from all this insanity all I can do is fight or wait and await my fate

Saturday, October 29, 2011

Prisoners

What is it to be born
in a World where everything seems so wrong
where the streets have no name
and even the dangers are part of the game

everything seems upside down
the left is right and the right is wrong
the people have no name but numbers
stuck onto their collars.

Bandhe hain apne hi banaaye hue deewaron mein
khuli hawa se darte hain log
kabhi to baahar nikle aur dekhe
Ki rooh ko jagaane ke liye
Bas ek diyaa kaafi hota hain.

Thursday, October 27, 2011

crossing limits

Strengthen your minds and
the thoughts in you
for you are the one
to let and bar everyone through

think in line and go out of line
the difference between the two is very fine
relieve yourself of all the mediocrities and atrocities
only then can you cross your limits and free your spirits

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

People

we fight with each other every day
and cut each other out in this way
if we keep up things at this rate
we might just have ourselves closer to death

we see the sun and the moon shine everyday
and then again I see them fade away
the day changes to night and the night to day
and so a message doth it convey

though time can never heal what we tended
but somehow somewhere things can be mended
all it requires is a little heart
and for each of us do our small part

Sunday, June 19, 2011

Sonnets on love by Elizabeth Browning

onnet 14 from Sonnets from the Portuguese

If thou must love me, let it be for nought
Except for love’s sake only. Do not say
“I love her for her smile—her look—her way
Of speaking gently,—for a trick of thought

That falls in well with mine, and certes brought
A sense of pleasant ease on such a day”—
For these things in themselves, Belovèd, may
Be changed, or change for thee,—and love, so wrought,

May be unwrought so. Neither love me for
Thine own dear pity’s wiping my cheeks dry,—
A creature might forget to weep, who bore

Thy comfort long, and lose thy love thereby!
But love me for love’s sake, that evermore
Thou may’st love on, through love’s eternity.

Sonnet 43 from Sonnets from the Portuguese

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.

I love thee to the level of everyday’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.

I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose

With my lost saints,—I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life!—and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

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Elizabeth Barrett Browning (6 March 1806 – 29 June 1861) was one of the most prominent poets of the Victorian era.

Saturday, April 23, 2011

Life!!

life...its just the other side of death
although a lil different and probably a lil harder
but also a lil adventurous if you live it smarter...

it is a game if you think it so
and so should you go by the rules
but understand that the rules are made to be broken
by the few who consider themselves to be fools

I for one am a fool amongst the fools
for I understand that it is just the biggest school

live it for the moment and forget it all
so that you can always rise and fall
from the ashes from the crucifix
And rise again like a phoenix



Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Open Up

when you live alone
and you cant go home
and you feel so low
although it should not be so

you open your mind
and let your thoughts go wild
you play by your game
till you get insane

just give yourself a lil time
and go inside your own lil mind
think of all that you have done
and understand that life has just begun