Fly Free… 

Undesigned dreams I have in millions,

cup of coffee and few books, when did these become the lifeline of this untiring journey,

the calmness on the shore of the ocean, that peace I desire, 

but what does help in this city of traffic and skyscrapers,

when excitment starts vanishing and screams and horns start killing and the   free wind is suffocating but the desire to fly is still awake,

 I realised you grow stupid as you grow old, I realised the true meanings of life in the stories those folks told,

a part of me wants to be heard, yet another part is too tired to speak,

Isn’t  happiness the ultimate gem we all desire and need? 

here one digs,  there one searches, at the end it is found within,

things change and you adjust but when people change it hurts,

the things you run behind, run away, the people you run behind also betray,

complexed life ‘s solutions aren’t explained in books, coz the ones who write those are same as millions of others, 

look within and you’ll find the cure but these fake outer admirations are unending,

you explain they won’t understand, you listen because you wanna talk,

for millions of selfish reasons and trillions of excuses, all of us are travelling in  the busyness buses,

cages of furstration and loneliness need to be broken,

but who shall awake us from the shackles of slumber that are never ending,

little quarrels and the messy routines, somewhere hidden the happiness is in between,

unexplained feelings create a heavy heart, with rivers of tears at night you and me are fallen apart,

hidden is the goodness, kindness is treasured, you hide the true gem which is the ultimate pleasure,

we ain’t that strong neither are we that rude, just bit more burried we get in the world of insanity,

saneness shall be mere a word, coz what drives us is not normal,

all the desires seem to be  the branches of the tree called happiness,

limitless hopes, improvement and growth, in the ocean of life we travel like an undirected boat,

magically if the these desires and thoughts were paused, a will to be free would awake,

there you’ll find the solution of each &every mistake,

the best of you would take arise, the worse in you would blend in air, completness and calmness would have shelter within if only you made peace with the screams within,

you forgive, you forget and do good and expect, a single day would be enough to restart it with a beautiful rise, 

a second chance to your wisely stupid mind,  to be good as you are indepth , to be real as your inbred and an aim to  undirected boat of life,

the day when the golden cages of pain &fear would be broken and you would fly free in the never ending sky in between the clouds of happiness and hopes that would never die …. 


If you are Different…. 

Unconqured were my feelings,

unbroken  was my soul,

to have pitty on my condition, or to hate it with your obssession,

it’s always your part,

to play it right or to tear it apart, 

To be someone, unlike everyone,is hard at times, 

Today you are fallen they will call you weak,

tommorow you will stand they will treat you like a king,

the song of silence they named it cowardness,

the power to debate, they called it the sly’s wit,

thoughts of society, catch your powers,

the number of men create a dilemma,

mediocrity is the puddle they sink in, and with such crab mentality they are here to pull you in,

in contract with the list of impossible they are assigned,look how strong are the invisible cages to which they are bind, 

they fear god, at same time they say god is love,

can you explain how can fear and love be part of one bubble ?

unanswered questions are forever ignored, 

and the ones in search of the answers are named dullard,

and the things they don’t understand, they name it true work of art,

regret and pain is all with what they are left,

busy in finding end of regrets,

in this world if one day you get lost, that will be the day when freedom will be found,

if you think it’s too late and your life is at stake,

try again it’s okay to make mistakes,

choice is yours -in puddle or  out of the pond,

where do you and I  stand in this world of limitless cages and bounds? 

if you name it good it doesn’t become one,if you call it bad it won’t change it’s inbred, 

with different eyes come different perceptions ,

with different experiences come different lessons,

to one those eyes are simply a body part, and to other they seem to be a door to soul,

one complains, another criticizes, and there will be people in favour of your  amiable  traits, 

to judge you is their right but to accept the judgement is not a complusion,

to grab a handful of lessons or fill your self with guilt and emotions, what you take from judgements depends on  your talent or assumptions, 

the path of freedom they call it the lost road,

not all judgements are accurate but a few of them need to be appreciated,

store a little, change a little,

move a little more, learn a little more,

your mistake or their fault, everything gives you a gift of experience,

carry the lessons  in your life ,accept the true perceptions 

,with  a lot of love in your heart, a boldness in your talk, and with lots of confidence in thyself  live what you dream, talk the truth you believe, be what you want to be….. 

Unending Change… 

It ain’t that hard to live here, 

athough people change faces like seasons,

evil and cruelty has it’s own reasons,

changed faces, changed roads,

but haven’t you heard souls don’t change,

they are unending, 

you are just mesmerised by the charm of the body,I have touched the enduring  soul,

destinations are blurred, the roads are lost,

here I stand waiting, is this a punishment or a curse? 

I lack intentions, in need of hope,

the frozen heart waits for spring,

every tear of mine has an atom of my soul. 

The peace of soul or the undying desire,

I worship my deeds, I was an athiest

but that touch felt like the touch of god,

the touch too was lost forever, 

like the dried flower bloomed from a ray of sun, the love played it’s part and soon it vanished,

stuck in a game of revenge I am, with myself or with universe, 

the song of broken and unbroken trust I hear in loop,

being sorry for all the forgotten promises,

look here loneliness is my companion,

the half written song,

the burried secrets,

like an incomplete novel,

I crave for the end, the completeness, 

my story has become a game of cards,

rains of dreams changed with seasons,

regrets and pain  were all flown away,

somethings are designed to be loved after they are lost,

every single thing you take for granted, will surely play it’s part of revenge,

gambles of money never brought happiness,

though gambles of hearts taught inevitable lessons,

here I stay with nothing to loose,with unwillingness to gain, 
all that I understood is that

change may give pain, it’s bad enough to tear every bit of your flesh,

 leaves the body in thirst of blood,evil or angel ,

bad or good, in this world everything seems to be temporary 

but only  change lives forever…..  

Do comment your thoughts on this piece of writing!  And please accept my apologies if I  haven’t been connected to you for a while as this month is a busy deal, will surely catch up ASAP. Thank you so much😇 for all love &support!Much Love❤