Welcome to my crappy world...

Welcome to my crappy world...
The inner landscape is often full of oxymorons...at least mine is!

Saturday, December 19, 2009

The one which doesn't rhyme at all

Darkness spreads so does the silence
Silence appearing ceaseless just before the discord
shimmering colors unattainable;
dreams unbelievable in the day's light
traffic too dissolving into the stillness
driving in the breeze
which curls through my hair
strangely symbolizing freedom
the joy of thinking nothing
just brushing the fresh air
all seeming to stay forever
the moon throwing a dim light through the dark
inviting dormancy to the slumber-land
night's dream intoxicating the negatives
the most wonderful feel without,
being conscious of the feel
darkness is not all the dark after all
reality in its most unrealistic form
shattering the doors of the impossible

nothing...just had a wonderful ride :)

Love u maa....

Freedom never came in lump-sum
My dreams often crushed by her reality
Warnings and assurances, she was always in duality
Weak I thought she was
Because I thought I knew her

She was alone when she got me
Perhaps alone even while getting me
Things were done at her back thinking she would never hack
But never realized that she led me from the back
Suspicious I thought she was
Because I thought I knew her

I always wanted her to work like other mothers
But could never tolerate her absence just like all those fathers
I wanted her to be everything what I was not
Constrained I thought she was
Because I thought I knew her

By the virtue of age, I am now a woman
But to be a woman like her,
I have miles and miles to go
Strong I think she is,
Because i feel, now I know her!

Friday, December 18, 2009

Voids...

Confused smell, pro-skid canteen floors
looking for someone you know
smiling at those you wanna know
fill voids in my mind
benches abandoned, giving it up for mosquitoes
"survival of the fittest" applies here
cursing the door which locks you up every night
nursing the dreams under the moon's light
"The walks" down the lane
some to hold hands
some to burn the fat
fill voids in my mind
I peep into the empty classrooms
missing the screams of joy
I look at all the addas,
where love was declared and broken
all creating pungent emotions
I peep into the eyes of my friends
without them peeping into mine
they all look so busy
their new dreams far from mine and glazy
how i miss the joy of being lazy
they say it is now the time to fight the world
the real one it seems...
As i walk alone to the large gates
glancing at everything that belonged to me
realizing that they will no longer be mine
create voids in my mind...