Tuesday, December 28, 2010

The unnoticed one...


the buds turned
into flowers
the seconds ticked
and became hours

the new born saw
the butterflies
then it yawned
at the glowing skies

then he grew
proud and strong
in the world
of the wrong

he still had
a dreamy eye
and still knew
the butterfly

the passion grew
and the thoughts were bold
along with that
the world went cold

with every second
in this world
feelings hid
in fists that curled

and every tear
in the day
took birth with fear
then washed away

was once in time
a cardinal page
in the book of life
now kept away

numbness ruled
the sway of mind
indifference now
made him blind

the ears didnt hear
the poetic words
the sound of waves
or the birds that chirped

the eyes didnt see
the butterflies
the yawning baby
or the glowing skies

now all they hear
and all they see
is a mere forbidden
memory

a cough so loud
then a breath taken
life stifled
and death shaken

the body sleeps
with love drunk eyes
death kisses
with sweetened smiles.

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

The essence of Me


i blink at the world
as i stand beside 'me'
i look at myself
and i smile at me.


what is it that i want?
what is it that i breathe?
is it the social filth?
or the attention that i seek?


what do i look
forward to when i write
these rhymes and these words
just praises and delight


why do i need
these praises and delight?
to help myself grow
or to see me in the light?


if its the light that i want
then i should rather pretend
to be some one that they love
and i'd do that till the end.


as i touch myself
its all hollow from within
i just do what they tell me
thats what i am living.


if it was to follow since birth
and not to explore
what then my dreams would do
perhaps stuck to the floor?


dreams are too tempting
for my lips to turn into a smile
but its a walk for a thousand
but i'm tired after a mile.


what then i do ?
do i explore or i follow?
i say fuck it
leave it for tomorrow.


what for then i fought?
all these days and these nights?
following was still safe
now even the dreams are out of sight.


afraid of the unknown
i shiver but then i stand
i decide to explore and
i bring the dreams back


every inch i walk
turns into a mile
when all thousand are done
its then my dream meets my smile.