Fall to Rise

Those who look like the ones that you really like
Maybe are the faces to chop you out with a spike.

Killer will kill and everyone knows that lthough
but a friend would stab never crossed my thought

Putting on my trust and seeing it all thrashed
have atleast shown what wrong things I had

falling and failing are a parts of a tale
one gradually finds a pearl deep into the shell

Learning is important be the source a total gross
Thrones accompany always when you pluck a rose

Yearn for success and not to see the fail
will not teach you, maybe help you to hail.

Scribbled

Not so dirty,but yeah, not so clean too
Life improves but does it always do so?

Simple are things that looks most of the times
tougher,though

A method that is right,A path that should follow
has particular time has particular day.

Things uninvited are never cherished
Be it a human or some wealth's greed

Rules that you break makes you an OUTLAW

There shall be a better place,
There shall be a better day.

Tamed by Memories

Many memories that are unperturbed,
Are still there but are tranquil.

Though I know are Gone forever
But,yet,extra indelible they are.

Law to move is ineluctable
have tried hard to bend it all.

Pursuit of stillness is interminable
Success is attained to none,at all.

But, All I see are these, I have,
These memories of past that I once was.

Nothing can efface,nor could they be destroyed
For all are engraved within me,
till the day I hear that I am called.

The smiling fool

ask your hear and you ll know
the truth which with open eyes
you might not see
ask and tell
might never come
the best way to live
is to live carefree
there's however an obvious difference
between being carefree and careless
seldom will you do anything
that's for others
because that's the only human quality
that'll never change
every single act of humanity
has found roots in the soil of self
admit or deny the fact remains unmorphed
why do we cry then?
it's a state of mind where
humans stop being themselves
and make a selfish attempt
at being selfless
that state is pure and
can be put as godly
what makes us do
what we are doing now
we do,what we see others doing
the earthly pleasures of
money food sleep drinks sex
have failed to satisfy us
from time to time
sometimes
frustration crosses all the barriers
all we want to do is yell out
to the world that stares hard
at us without a wink
seclusion and abstinence
might prove helpful
but they too fail
in a week's time
and we come out and take birth again.

Life of a Breathe

Tandem of life is so so weird,
so difficult,so easy at times,
what we do,all comes back to us,
Just breathing is what all alive.

We break,we make but all it takes,
Are moments that we would never stake,
But,still, some laugh off when they fail,
Is breathing it all called being alive.

We treasure some but more we loose,
relations that make us the one we are,
Few make us cry,rest bothers not,
And still we breathe hard to be alive.

Life is for once, but its all in vain,
if no content gained till you die,
And makes you happy when all are gay,
Is exactly when a breathe keeps you alive.

Failure of "MAYs"

"May wind change its direction.May tommorow, sun rise from south. May clock adds one more hour to its dial.May fish fly and we walk on seas." - All are hypothetical apprehensions. There is only a "MAY" between a myth and a reality.But this three letter word can make life look simpler.A child imagines himself as a supernatural human-being, flying and fighting all the way and enjoying every moment of his "MAY" world.But this enjoyment vanishes as we grow. Why can't this stay for ever?

We grow and with us grows the shackles. Fetters, binding us to the world's nomenclature of being a grown-up. And as the time passes we go more and more into this trap and then each and every thought of living in "MAY" world hampers with the ever clashing - Expectations. We lose all the innocence and get stuck with frustrations and regrets.Growing-up is one of the law which kills me everytime.When I say this, i guess, I represent more than 95% of the adults.I try manier times to enter into that old world of mine to be the one to run here and there jst to say to my mom that "Maa,I want to be an aeroplane when i grow." I wish I could capture all the caress,love,warmth and innocence of then and preserve it in a locker forever.I, often, see a dream full of things i yearn for. Everytime I wake up and see around, dissapoint myself.

Why dont we take an initiative to scavange our world? Forget the stress and boundages..Love every species possible and spread the fun of being loved,cared...Just being what you want won't cease one's circuitous progress but It would rather help to breathe.  Let's change MAY into CAN. Hunt for our own wishes and feel the child inside you, enjoying and laughing all along......

BEWILDERMENT

An Hapazard creation..but still workin on it:

Sometimes, you say something, and I contradict,
I bolstered positively,you said "you can't",
Is this the way we gonna be?
But, still, when you say you can, I BELIEVE!!

Let's apart and be happy,
cried my heart and whined your soul,
scares me inside,is this how it gonna be?
But, still, when you say you will, I BELIEVE!!

Umpteen plans we design, when alone,
Trying to execute,putting heart and soul,
As soon as we reach,the devastation!!
Is it how it gonna work out?
But, still, when you say we can, I BELIEVE!!

When I fight and you be quite,instead,
i rained and you shelter me,
I am bewildered,Is this way you,always ,gonna be?
Now,when you say you can be without me, I believe NOT!!!