We the Humans, lost our ways

It’s a long journey to development,

We walked,


worked day to nights,

Night to day,

Served willingly or unwilling

To the bosses of their own.

We knew at start, where to reach,

But at the where we reached?

We were visionary of our future,

But in life of unknown,

We lost out vision.

When I saw from that far,

I wished life full of riddles,

Some time…

And it ended like walking on a road,

Full of unshaped unpredictable,


One comes, I struggled to overcome,

Suddenly found caught in another.

It seems pain of my own,

But in reality everyone has gone.

I never expected it to be troll,

But people may troll.

We the humen,

Progressed many folds,

But we know what we have lost.

Personally I will talk, but

It’s not just me who talks,

It’s a voice of mutes,

Who are busy in their greed.

We the humen,

Are the biggest scoundrel

Of our time, cheater of many crimes.

Still we fool ourselves,and why not?

We fooled the nature,

We fooled ourselves,

We fooled everyone who relates us,

We those who may borne,

We kept fooling,

We keep fooling…

Ha ! Ha! Ha!


The Death Ends Here…

Soon after sun shine,

my heart blames the Night.

For not being so sticky,

That day couldn’t broom.

Laziness abandoned my Iris,

To be flourish through eyelids.

Oh! My God…  Not again,

Same Day…. Same work… Same tiredness.

I am so fed up with it.

Wanna ring some change,

Aah! But what?

What makes my days better?

What actually not being bad?


Day dried up, time to go office,

Let me think….. Will there be change?

No….At all.

Let me try again…

This is what ‘Not Again’.







Bit like a child,

Raising 1st step to avoid,

Disabilities of small universe,

Where I forced to remain bind…..
An small appreciation is desirable,

Courage and initiatives to combine.
But holo world of false egos,

Caught my legs and pussed me back,

Several times, with different intensities…
Rather I died, or find place to hide,

In the shadows of their egos,

And adopt them as my master,

Master…… Of old, narrow and stuck mindset……..
Perhaps! I would admire me,

I would create a scenario of appreciation,

Without the help of them…..


Will search for appreciation,

At right place,

Among right intellectual minds…

Where my freedom of thought,

Never face a barrier, and grow among the people, nartured by appreciation..

Missed Call…

A sleep of lonely tiredness,

Gone deep like Ocean.

Stuck on elbows,

Heavier as Stone.

Roam around the world,

In stupidity of my careless.

My phone rang several times,

Inbox rushed with text.

Somebody away from the walls,

Worrying about Me.

Dreaming of possibilities,

Hurting by predictions of Harm.

From the rains of my sleep,

To the thunders of My Grief.

They have waited silently,

But hide the Stroms of careless.

I woke up with a thought,

That I was bleeding,

Parent’s Faith…

The borrow of my dreams,

I watched on Mobile screen.
100  Msg by Dad,

70 calls by Mom.

Battery gone made,

Perhaps! That’s why dead…

More than Infinity

When I wish to Admire your presence,

I found, words to be helpless.

My speech feel tsunamis of thoughts,

And traumas of cyclic floods of your love.

It’s you whose presence, signify me,

More than infinity.

And hide boundaries of hollowness of myself,

Which bound me to jump out of me..
You are broker of my happiness,

Please be with..
Every single moment,

Which built scary scenario,

Being lost you,

From my hands.

Kills me thousand times,

In matter of a minute..

Yeah! I am doubtfull of my own,

Who can’t keep a strong hold,

On my Foolish Imaginations…..
But I am helpless in this single matter.

Want to admit a single fact,

That you,

Yes! Only you,

Whose signify my presence.

I am a fly of my own dreams…. and I nurtured you to fly.

I is a story of a small butterfly, who came into this world with huge amount of 

desires and expectations, but its journey was supported by a tree which was very old. And that tree have less knowledge of outer world becuse he never being gone through that. When both faced each other they argued for butterfly’s high wishes and eagerness.  So what ever they said i summerized in a poem… take a look.

I got wings, 

I was blessed to fly.

Now I am a fly…
I will sit,

I will rush,

I will swing,

As I have desired.

And I will dance,

I scroll my list of disres.

Now I am a fly.
This or that,

Yellow or Red,

Small or huge,

I will kiss,

Flowers of my choice…

Now I am a fly.

That days has gone,

Skeleton was hanged,

From long footslog,

Now I am a fly.
I will go,

Where this air will blow,

I will smell,

Every onces taste.

These are days of

My choice.

Now I am a fly.
Take a hold,

First check troll?

Where to go?

From where to start?

Where to stop?

Because this not a world of,

Your desires.
You are in sleep,

Just watch your feet,

When and what,

Do you have that thought?
Just think one time,

Can any body harm?

It’s me or you,

Both are not true.

Just think of worse,

I don’t mean to crush.

I played my role,

Nutured to stop.

I can be wrong,

I could be wrong.

But I wished your,

Brilliant habitats.

And only wish to,

Create one notarized.