Reflection

I am searching for a sinner

A sin he committed was to cheat his soul.

I need to punish him,

To give the dignity to self esteem, that it deserves.

The binocular of soul,

Captures your smallest sin.

The best scope you have

Is to surrender for reprieve.

A fool runs away from his soul's eyes,

Never reaches boundary till he dies.

He was confused, he was on the run,

A necessity to survive, sufficiency to find.

Commitment lacked in his will

To scale the mountains of the consummation.

Drained his respect for self into the gut,

He committed a sin.

The path of evil, crossed his run,

He double crossed his soul, to get the gun.

Shot himself but his body,

Shot at binocular, being nobody.

Bagful of sins, he is trying to hide,

Lost his pride to an egoist tide.

Searching was I for this person.

Rags were all he was left with,

Trying to escape form the eyes of his soul.

Falling apart with his sins

And running around with those bins.

I finally found him dead in a mirror,

He was nobody but my reflection.

Memories

Yet another day of wonderful thoughts,

Yet another night of sweet dreams,

Time just ticks away and we won’t know,

The catching up game we play,

Amidst the hysteresis of memories.


Time has no beginning and there can be no end,

We found time to be looping,

But it actually runs helical.

Time cannot have memory but creates some.

The lack of experience, the want to learn,

The dreams of future and books to burn.

Kicked the tensions aside and then we played,

The sun or the rains, we never cared.

Innocence was our character,

Friendship, we’d never give up.

Imagination had no limits,

Be it pranks or ranks.

Smile was a gift god gave us,

Our job was to spread.

We retired from the job,
And found ourselves wanting,
Out of the school and want of bread.


The joy we shared, the pranks we played,

To forgive, parents and teachers were always there.

Mistakes we did and we did learn,

The lessons of life and out on the run.

Innocence had its time reversed,

We grew up and it went down.

We made friends, went places,

The joy of adolescence was a different trial.

Initially, we were keen

Then, Different in teen,

And now, something to mean.

Time changed us, as always it’s been.

Cherish the moments, cos that’s all we have,

Remember the memories, cos that’s what we can.

The moments we gathered from our time,

We cannot go back there,

Save them in the memories,

And play them on the mind’s screen,

At the end of the day.

Zindagi

Tried Hindi poetry for a change, inspired by ZNMD.

Raahon mein itni tanhaayiyan hai kyon

Aankehn meri itni nam hai kyon.

In hothon ki pyaas mit-ti nahin hai kyon,

In lafzon mein pyaar bhar rahi hai kyon.

Nigaahon mein teri parchaayiyan hai kyon,

Khayalon mein tu aati hai kyon

Yaadein teri is dil ko bharein itna,

Ki aankhein meri bhar aati hai kyon.

Zindagi hai yeh waqt ka safar,

Ghadi ke kaanton ki tarah bas chalte hai ham.

Har waqt lage kahin aur hai manzil,

Chalte rehte hain hum dhoondte hue saahil.

Ud raha hai aaj dil mera,

In havaoon ke pankh lekar,

Baadalon ko jhaank-ke mein dekhoon,

Lage ki poora aasman hai mera

Armaanon ki is kashti mein,

Khoya humne hai bahut paya kam.

Lekin jo paya woh kimti hai itna,

Ki zindagi ko jeena seekh gaye hai hum.

Chodke sab kuch chalte hain hum,

Bas yaadon ko leke jaa rahe hain.

Raahein kholke apni baahein hai bula rahi

Zindagi ko dhoondte hue niklein hain hum.

Phir bhi, raahon mein itni tanhaayiyan hai kyon

Aankehn meri itni nam hai kyon.

Apathy

In the graveyard, I don’t know if am
The one in the grave smiling
Or the one standing outside and crying.
But I stand solid like a rock
I buried my emotions.

Decaying is my interest
In the artificial society
Constructed on the concrete of status
I find it hard to smile but laugh aloud inside.
A look into your eyes is enough
Even though your lips smile.

My blood has turned cold
And I don’t feel nothing
My feelings got transfused into
The solution of apathy
When you cut my vein of patience.

The love you showed was
An artificial conscience
At the back of it was narcissism
Of self nourishment.
I couldn't cry at it neither could I smile
You were so unreal, I just let you fly.

I do not need anyone now
I do not feel anything.
The split emotionalist of mine
I buried him crying in the grave
And I stand outside smiling now
A freedom from artificial emotions,
I found my apathy.

Attempt

I am lunatic, I am safe

I have a barrier, Oh god it’s great.

Walled is my vision, Stoned is my will

I fear to look up cos space never ends.

Satisfaction is an evil,

Complacence, its attribute.

Negative child it breeds,

With dormant mutation in the gene.

Stagnancy is a disease,

Mostly undisputed.

A calamity can throw you away

The epidemic will kill.

There can be no trigger,

There is no gun.

I am clobbered by frustration,

I cannot retreat.

The surmounting lamentation

Presses me to attempt.

Blank is it all about

Cold is its nature

Hope is its savior

An attempt is

Attribute to temptation

Belief

I am a daemon, I am inside you.

I look for simplicity,

In your chaotic complexity

I look for you but am asked to believe.

Here comes the filth,

Superstition is its king,

Flies of ignorance,

Enslave your neurons

And breed in your maladroit.

Conquered in a conquest, I find you in distress.

But am still asked to believe.

God is whom you plead for

The freedom which you surrendered,

The cell was unidirectional

And you have no exit.

The stamp of timelessness

I can see in you.

You never lived in time,

You never progressed.

Still as it can get, better described dead

You finished yourself and how do I still believe.

Filled with filth of superstition

Dismayed in your timeless cage,

God was never there to bail you out

Betrayed are you from your faith.

And this is how,

I question your belief.

Paranoia

Disbelief, is all I can see myself with

Sanity has become insanity.

I will become perfect,

Studded with the diamonds of Paranoia

The world will swallow the diamonds

Signaling the death of the will.

Follow the shallow river,

And a canal will depart.

Sane in me, will take it deep.

But trapped in the depth of dark,

The sane will lose its light.

Sanity is delusion, Depth is dark.

Shallow will reach the ocean,

Purity dies to salinity.

Insanity is to run berserk through the world

Dance in its shallowness to spray all over

Only to die pure.

Trying to find difference in indifference,

Making my will, unwill.

Dating back my mind into future,

Cutting the diamonds with diamonds,

The Paranoia prevails.