Agony of Allegations

It’s being a long summer,
In life without
being green my love.
My eyes became deserts,
And my vanes drain empty,
Without presence of moisure,
Produced by your touch.

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It’s a day before long night,
My heart going to be frozen,
And my eyes will remain on sky.
In waitings of awaiting.

Each moment passed after your departure,
Teases my soul, that
I let you go.

Can you unwind me from my allegations, that
I let you felt alone
When you needed me.
Can you rain on me, with
drops of forgiveness.
Can you sing same song, that
You sang in my ears.

I am not alone in real world,
But inside my heart,
Preseved that same tears.

They require a justification,
Can you give one, which
My heart can hear.

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Achieving- unachievables

Sometime in deep shadow of stars,
I stare in their eyes.

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Believed that I am brigher then them,
Being a tiny piece of meat.

I fought for my place,
I dragged myself to these steps,
I dares to put into comparison,
To that fortunate placement of yours,
In sky.

It’s my willingness,
To be counted, among
You.

And why not?
We all are equally created,
If there is supereme power.

We all feed with same,
Desire.
With same will to be shined,
You at top of my head,
And me at top of your top.

See see….
We all are proportional.
Need both as companion.

Come near I want to say something,
I dare to measure our heads,
I dare to cross your path,
I dare to change your light,
I dare to build new sky.
Can you?
Tell me who is more brighter…

Fifteen Days to live

I have been left with,
Fifteen more days.

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The moment I start,
Counting it last.
I came with numbers,
Fifteen days to be humble.

This nature, those beauty,
Picks my hand and,
Create it fruity.

But I know where to end,
Will it stop me?
Oldish and useless trend.

My hands, my dreams,
Only fifteen days to live.

Can I fly or Jump other side,
Which will show,
New hide.

Or I live which amazes,
To my future and,
Buried old tradition.

Do my story end here?
Or, Will I create a new?

Do I count future as pain?
Or, Ends here to be remained.

Oh! Forgot to live,
My last fiteen day with whom,

I care, I love, I feel as me,
My dear, without fear,
My irony soul’s last tear.

I forgot to count,
That melody which never dies,
In his voice, and smile.

I walk below the path,
Let me walk,
Fifteen days to live.

Let double the days,
And multiply the nights,
Will spend together.

Let catch the moments,
Filled with joy,
Being together.

It’s hard to accept,
But not to avoid,
That I have fifteen day of my own.

Let me,
Fly over mountain,
Let me swim in sea,
Let me die being living.
It’s fifteen days to live.

Sorrow came in my tears,
Flow like old big rivers,
Would I done somthing wrong,
So, I left with only fifteen days of my own.

I tried to live beautifully,
I loved as I never did it,
I travelled in places untouched,
I slept night without being disturbed,
My body had different skin,
My breaths blew as twin,
Mine heart beat became faster,

Stop!Stop!
May be I credit his name.
But it won’t be any wrong.
I felt free in his arms,
I felt increasing my charm,
He accounts for these days.

But I want to be remained.
But I want to be remained.

Could love more than Wished

I could love you more than,
You wished.
But alignment of line,
Was not sure.

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We turned in all directions,
Sometimes my predictions gone wrong. It’s you or your beauty,
Which bind my hands.
It’s you or you vocals,
Which hide my voice.
It’s you or your arguments,
Which tide my flow.

Everything happend between,
Like a ideal pair of love.
But,
I could love you more, than
You wished.

It was you or your illegal conditions,
Which dragged me to stop.
It was you or your affections,
Which rolled my hope.

We were paragon of our kinds,
But we could lead others mind.
If I could love you more, than
You wished.

It was me or my fear,
Which led you to accept sorrow air.
It was me or my tear,
Which conviced you not to alarm a dear.

My part I played as a common man,
But,
You could love me more than,
I wished.

I am Book

I born to be a Book,
Pre titled..
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The moment I jumped out,
I faced to be a observer…
When I was growing,
I feed to be kind and helpfull…
Till twelf My pages was written with same ink…
The day I appeared to be grown,
They left me to become older…

I passed trough times in last few years,
Experimenting and analysizing,
The world, the people…

Now I grown to be twenty five…
I am fully written by society and mankind…..
I analysed and exprimented every single thing, I came across..

I am a book of my own Rules now,
I saw badness which seemed to be good..
I felt sorrow where there was no cry…
I flew without wings on my own way…
And I pulled back by my own soulmates….

From the childhood to a man, I used to drain from
Small to long rivers…
Little to huge mountains….
Narrow to wast oceans….

My pages were erased several times,
I crushed, smashed, slaughter and drained mythological truths,and I over written number of blinds…

Now, I am book of my own thoughts, my own blinds, my own truths, my own wishes and my own Rules….

I lost my way

I lost my way, bring me back.
It’s only  a hand.
Please bring me back.

Oh! mother of my dreams,
Please drag back my hand.

You taught me love,
Either human or a bird.
You gave me that heart,
Which bleeds on this path.

It’s tough to sustain,
Slow and heavenly became this pain.
I have lost,
Yeah! I have lost,
That great train..

People to people see,
Sorrow fills sky.
Brother cuts wrists of his own ‘BHAI’

Time has change,
Yes! Time has change.
In this surroundings,
I never found mankind.

Greed has spread,
Along the trail of my walk to light.
Don’t dare to see,
That dark sky..

A bomb will blow,
On the day from the sky.
This meant to a good neighbor,
Or lovely mankind.

I am not too far,
I just touched the war.
Ready to jump in fire,
My doubts are high,
My soul ready to buy..
That fucking big fight,
No no i won’t be polite.

I go on fire,
To save this hire..
You drag me back.
Please puss me back.
To your chest,
Where i can feel,
Few things to heel.
I am not that tough,
I will learn that fact.

What this fight, why to hide,
Whom to serve, and
When to learn….?

Who i am?
Whom to game?
What this play?

Need to change?
This world on Name.

Or i have to say,
That
I have lost,
Own myself,
Funniest thing,
Hide to clean.

It’s time to think,
Or drag me back..
Or puss me back…..

Embarked as swine

I can report you myself dead,
Yeah! It’s a moment just i faced,
When you left.

This winter my throat,
Feed up by same pain.
Which i felt,
When my finger got drain.

It’s you, or your absence,
Cut me down,
From the earth.

This moment when i write,
I am having a hard bite.
Describing your absence,
Embarked as swine..

Wish i could add a ‘if’
Which may be stick.
Aah… moment has gone,
I became damm alone…