I lost it!


I think I lost it.

Maybe I never had it?

Was it all just for nothing?

Is this the end of the road?

I thought I could write,

Gosh, my mind is numb, what a pitiful plight!

Is it the booze?

Nah, shouldn’t be! Its already a part of my blood now!

Is it the stress?

Maybe..but isn’t my booze already ending my stress’ duress?

I don’t know!

Maybe its the loneliness setting in!

Well, 3 days since I last opened my door šŸ˜€

But, I’m used to this, ain’t I?

Is it a punishment?

Gee, now I get it, maybe it is!

Didn’t I already pay enough, oh you greedy pain,

Just stop doing this!

At least tell me what it’d take?

You’ve already put my life itself at stake!

Zero happiness and an infinite cries,

Maybe this is lifelong, until I die!

 

 

I ain’t raising my glass!


Tonight I drink.

I drink until I forget,

I drink until I live.

Until the very last drop,

No I would not even consider to stop.

 

One glass at a time,

Maybe a bottle at once ?

Let my stomach drown in the bitterness,

Let my brain stop being mine,

Let the booze flow in my veins,

Tonight I forget.

 

I forget all the past,

I forget what the future holds,

Right now I drink.

I drink for myself,

Selfishly all to myself,

Oh, I deserve every bit of this.

 

The doc said not to,

My parents said not to,

Yet I want to.

This is what I want,

And for once I will take what I want.

 

Yes, I drink tonight,

Without any hint of the slightest fright,

Fuck my conscience! let it take its flight,

Tonight there wont be any light.

I’ll savor every bit of it,

Tonight I strengthen my grit.

 

I ain’t saying cheers,

I ain’t sharing with my peers,

This is all mine,

Let there be no boundary line.

Tonight I finish it all,

Let my soul take its deepest fall.

TONIGHT I DRINK!

 

 

 

The Man in the Sea..


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He was a helpless man drifting in the seas,

Thriving on ‘hope’ , to see the land and its trees.

Without any food nor any sleep,

All he could do was to sit down and weep.

Continue reading “The Man in the Sea..”

In the Mirror..!


Life may present you with gifts and happiness,Life may hurt you with pain and injuries.At the end of the day, whatever you may be or whatever position your life may lead you into,the one big person that should matter to you the most is the person you see in the mirror when you stand afore it.

After each victory you achieve just ask the person in the mirror “Do you deserve your victory over others?” , andĀ in caseĀ if you are in pain at any point of time..ask the person in the mirror “Did you give your best shot in trying to endure the pain?”

The answers that you get to each of these questions are the one’s that help you mould your life into what you really want it to be. I shall again say “THE PERSON IS THE MIRROR REPRESENTS YOUR SOUL AND IS YOUR REAL COUNSELOR AND NO ONE ELSE CAN AID YOU BETTER THAN WHAT HE DOES”

I saw a Flower..


I saw a flower,it winked at me,

It was pretty and it was free.

I Wondered what kept it happy,what kept it warm,

It was her mother-the tree,that protected it from MAN and every other storm.

I saw a flower,it smiled at me,

It was elated,consumed in a happy spree.

It grew fast,Ā bloomed so high,

Beautiful it was,purer than a sky.

I saw a flower,it gazed at me,

Puzzled it was, seeing the human captured unfree.

It saw the bruises,it saw the pain,

It saw the vile,it saw the feign.

I saw a flower,it pitied me,

It begged to go away,it made a plea.

EmbarrassedĀ I was,I wished I was pure,

Wished every morsel of me had at least a tiny cure.

I then took a step,set the flower free,

I hoped for its happiness,for its resplendent spree.

I was there..

I was there..

I was once there,
Where many wouldn’t even dare.
A place which people see in their darkest nightmare,
A surrounding whose sight which people wouldn’t even bear.

There wasn’t any light,
Darkness overwhelmed every shadow with all its might.
Every step made, yielded a newer plight,
It makes your every tissue tremble with fright.

I was there that day,
I took a step forward with an unraveled fray,
Not knowing whether i was on the right path or astray,
Every inch in me longed the blessing of Frey.

There were no one to walk by,
There wasn’t even a clear sky,
There wasn’t any hustle and bustle nor any spry,
Wish there was someone to hear my longing cry.

I was stranded,I was alone,
Accompanied by dried leaves and dead stone,
A disaster always followed after every seed sown,
Never knew that ‘he solitude’ would ill-reign the throne.

I was once there,
I still wish it was a mere nightmare.


I was there..

I was once there,
Where many wouldn’t even dare,
A place which people see in their darkest nightmare,
A surrounding, whose sight which people wouldn’t even bear.

There wasn’t any light,
Darkness overwhelmed every shadow with all its might.
Every step made, yielded a newer plight,
It makes your every tissue tremble with fright.

I was there that day,
I took a step forward with an unraveled fray,
Not knowing whether i was on the right path or astray,
Every inch in me longed the blessing of Frey.

There were no one to walk by,
There wasn’t even a clear sky,
There wasn’t any hustle and bustle nor any spry,
Wish there was someone to hear my longing cry.

I was stranded,I was alone,
Accompanied by dried leaves and dead stone,
A disaster always followed after every seed sown,
Never knew that ‘he solitude’ would ill-reign the throne.

I was once there,
I still wish it was a mere nightmare.

In Bits And Pieces

In Bits And Pieces

My childhood,
I was pure and I was good.
Played so much,had lots of fun,
Bore some wounds yet never gave a shun.

Then I grew ,
Made some friends and enemies a few.
Lost my innocence,
Evil thoughts made their renaissance.

I knew i turned bad,
Inculcated habits that i never even had.
Every moment I wished I was the same,
But i knew if i was that way,i can never make the life’s claim.

Some day,I shall travel in a time machine,
To go back and set myself clean.
For now in bits and pieces,
Are those sweet memories whose recital never ceases..!!


In Bits And Pieces

My childhood,
I was pure and I was good.
Played so much,had lots of fun,
Bore some wounds yet never gave a shun.

Then I grew ,
Made some friends and enemies a few.
Lost my innocence,
Evil thoughts made their renaissance.

I knew i turned bad,
Inculcated habits that i never even had.
Every moment I wished I was the same,
But i knew if i was that way,i can never make the life’s claim.

Some day,I shall travel in a time machine,
To go back and set myself clean.
For now in bits and pieces,
Are those sweet memories whose recital never ceases..!!