Showing posts with label inspirational. Show all posts
Showing posts with label inspirational. Show all posts

Saturday, 9 April 2016

The 'Decent' Murderers

'Explain it'
'I don't know if I can, but I can try a bit'
'you are leaving us with no option'
Spoiler alert: Its another tale describing one to million
'Its true, yes, I'm into her'
'shut this stupid non-sense. What happened last night there?'
'I'll describe, but I'm afraid,
Afraid that none of you might understand,
Lets leave it to humanity. I shall proceed'
'shut up! What you did?'
'I went for a walk, probably into  unknown suburbs,
Proper moonlit night, tough road, many shrubs,
It was celebration of the fate, I was somehow invited,
Surrounded by other ladies, she was there, gently seated,
I saw her, then she returned the sight,
She was typical to get at one, beautiful soul, sad eyes, hands tied,
Breaths low, forehead drenched in sweat, ears blotched,
Crying eyes, burning brain, legs weak,
No shoes, shot down foots, probably stepped bleak,
Body with tags, hungry heart, a watch on wrist,
Scratched linen, sparkling neighbors, tragic gist,
Dried lips, face colorless, red back'
'Is he diverting us? Shut the f#©< up, and get back'
'I approached, "May I join you?",
Her dissapointed eyes, squeezed heart, happy hands though,
"will you be able, its tough, this pain. No you can't!", she probably checked.
"You, get his stuff packed"
"I can, I surely can"
"Go. Go away, and impress some other, lies don't work on me, not a fan",
"Hold this hand. I promise to walk till end"
She held. Shaking nerves, weak fingers, she was probably terrified,
I played the blues. And...and we danced,
We danced till our legs didn't stopped,
We kissed, till our heart ached,
We traveled to infinity,
A place beyond the controls of deity,
We were ahead of time,
I felt her soul, she did mine,
We experienced immortality,
We shared pain, given by the city,
The return was difficult,
Laid in darkness, finished in cult,
But we were compelled,
The clock ran out, well,
Sadly, she was lost,
I couldn't find her, I searched a lot,
She was divine. Above you all.
I returned, she didn't. She fell.
She fell into painful-heaven.
She saw a dark-light,
She won a lost-fight.
She was free. She found herself,
She broke your chains, I helped her myself,
She was an angel, just you saw a witch,
You've turned a many of 'em, I'm sure of which,
Now its time for me to smile, and accept,
Yes I loved her. Like a magic, infact'
'why the hell are you laughing?'
'Look at you, stunned. I knew you won't understand'
'We don't care to. All we want to know is, if you did or not?',
'yes I did. I can roar that'
'Any apologies for bringing this shame to our society'
'I'm proud of it. Better you remove that strip off your eyes'
'Funny. Any last wish? Its on me'
'If you ever find her, convey this message, "I've left. Will meet you soon,
Waiting outside the oblivion of heaven and hell,
Just to see, which way you proceed,
I'll follow you there,
Cos I know, there's nothing like a heaven or hell,
But, you're BEAUTIFUL,
I'll miss you up there, but you better not die soon,
Live this new life,
Live it to the end. Bye", that's it'
'Execute'
A million of gun shots were recorded that day,
The sky turned yellow,
The land was painted red,
Most importantly, what newspaper read,
It was hilarious, on the face of humanity,
"A teenager broke into a brothel, managed to kidnap a prostitute. Found. Shot to death"
They killed a thought.
They ended up an era.
They.
They all.

Sunday, 10 January 2016

The Lost Dew

After an hour long quarrel,
Finally she got off the barrel,
She fought with her father,
With those courage-flames she gather,
Finally there, following her heart,
In the winter roads, with the cold art,
Beauty, as she walks, no fear,
Keep going. Yes like that, dear,
Ear with plugged in earphones,
One after another stepping with tones,
Pupils relaxed, eyebrows stretched,
And the world, like perfectly sketched,
Enjoying the after meal walk,
Undirected, unplanned, wandering with just nature's talk,
Dark night, white fog, yellow lights, blue shoes,
Orange brain, yellow heart, red eyes, white boes,
Singing songs, waving hands,
Sharing smiles, living grands,
She stopped at sudden, there,
Wait let me see, n then share,
I don't know, what's bothering her,
There's not even any wild animal with fur,
Just two humans, teens probably, crossing the opposite way,Laughing aloud,
And now her eyes, look at her eyes, surrounded by fear cloud,
Her hands stoped waving,
Umm! Heart seems to start craving,
Her footsteps became quieter,
Body stiffed, hands lighter,
What makes her so feared?
Well, I know. The wicked smile of those guys, gives the complete gear,
Let me walk her by,
And get her clear through that guy,
As I went near, she's frightened,
'I'm here to help you, feel lightened'
'Stay away, I can manage,
The number is high on my gunnage'
She was lying, her voice shrank,
Her lips were shivering, eyes half closed, like fully drunk,
'okay. No offence. Don't worry keep walking,
Like the elephants moves and dogs keep barking'
I walked behind her, slowly,
Neck bent, like a jowly,
Saw those brutal animals pass,
No respect, no honour, no class,
'excuse me! Now can we just talk?'
'okay. And thanks, c'mon, lets have a walk'
The walk was silent,
Controlled steps, hearts violent,
'Nice weather!', just to start,
'ya', with a smirk on her heart,
'so nice to walk in winters', I added.
'well, only for you', she threaded,
'ohh, how come , not for you?,
The fog is same white for you too!',
'just only the god, not the animals,
And what else to say, other than that we are gals',
My heart melt, as she recited,
I knew where her words pointed,
Nothing was left to say,
Everything quiet, the street, grey,
A flashback ran in my mind,
Of all those sufferings, which binds,
'Can you elaborate?', just out of curiosity,
'leave it. It's just like the whole pond is dirty',
'what are you feared of exactly?',
'fear of not being alone', her thought, striking abruptly,
'okay'. You, getting her painful words?
'what else I should explain?! Many eyes, many worlds...'
I was lost, drowned into thoughts,
'...n moreover you won't understand', with her rough eyes, drought,
Now she kinda stomped on my heart,
Like when you do understand and not even offered a dart,
A moist film covered my eyes,
Now all those pride. Phew! Flies.
'this is my home. Thanks for the walk', with her eyes still, hands waving,
I managed to wear a smile,I was actually graving,
Weeks passed, she was never again seen,
That beautiful hummingbird, to fly, which was so keen,
Two papers, kept by my side,
Let's write a letter to her and slide,
"It's just a request, think over,
You are strong, don't shower,
Don't fail, never hit the end,
Don't bow, turn wherever you have to bend,
Don't loose, you are not meant to be,
Don't give up, let it be your strength to be,
Don't stop, its not your job,
Don't fear, no matter however big is the mob,
Be a fire, burn it all,
Be a storm, never fall,
Be a rain, never stop,
Be a smoke, never loose hope,
Be a river, never look back,
Be advanced, use the hack,
Be free, be among,
Live fast, die young",
And this one left, I should throw,second one,
Whosoever picks it up, hope to be a crooked one,
"Don't be brutal or a bully,
Respect, treat and let her live fully".

Sunday, 20 December 2015

Thank You, Cruel World

'white lips, pale face,
Breathing in snow flakes',
Ed you describes me well,
This world, am living in, this hell,
These pictures, on the past-wall,
Beautiful now? Not at all,
Those memories, those smiles I had,
'you are my angel', my dad,
Turned black by the world so bad,
Sadly, now the angel is dead,
It was just an another beautiful morrow,
What did it gave? Pain, injustice, grief and sorrow!
Off the fans, dim the lights, shut the doors,
I don't want be out anymore,
Don't even stand by,and dare you to knock,
If you do, be ready for the alpenstock,
Just let me get away,
From what? Those murmurs and affray,
I don't like this sunlight,
Okay now! Hold me tight,
Else I will fall,
And give me a stiff cowl,
I don't trust these smiles you wear anymore,
You, you, you, and you all, what do you count it as? Your score?!
Somebody please call my dad,
For the sake of humanity, if you even had,
I don't feel safe anywhere now,
What are you talking about? That false vow?!
Ohh! Here dad. Come fast,
Make it up, before this body last,
"ya, doll what's the matter,
Stop crying, control this stammer, and utter,
Okay! Okay! Okay! Enough hugs,
What's this, louden this chugs"
I don't wanna say anything,
Is even there something left for? No nothing!
"dad! I wanted to say... That."
"okay! Speak it up. Don't be a bad hat"
What should I utter,
Yes what? These clutter?
Let these scratches shout,
Tell him, what's this all about,
There he goes, like me, numb,
I shout,"those shameless, brutal, beasts, those crumb"
"how?!", with those tears and forehead scar,
Then I recites him the worst story so far,
"don't let this out dear, don't"
I have to nodd, "yes, I won't!"
"you've to get married, don't get unacceptable"
Look who decides it. Those bloody amortizable,
He gets out. Marriage?! Hell no.!
And the reason?! Unacceptable. Ohh!
It just pass like that,
Wham, bam, and what? Guess. Splat,
It doesn't get booked,
Thanks to the society out, crooked,
Ya that f#<{!^g society,
What did it gave? This half paralysed body and anxiety,
You, outside, who always brag about standards and justice,
Save the world. Go. Apply a poultice,
Where did it drowned now. Lost it somewhere?
No? I know. Yes? Why are you arear,
Gently, pick up those heavy papers, the book, the cases,
And do one thing, please. Roll it and shove it up your @$$#$,
Now I don't believe you, anyone,
I say, there are always strings attached, to everyone,
Someone please stand up and fight back,
No one? Ok. Let me cry, paint this picture and put it in my rack,
I don't live now, I just survive,
Hopes, dreams? No. No more acclive,
I breath, it stales,
I climb, it fails,
You be proud, what are you worried about,
I guarantee, no one, not even myself will shout,
You roam, free, have fun,
I guarantee, no one, not even myself will listen,
Because, even I I will ask to,
"its your fault", they'll alto,
They'll listen, and pay attention,
When I commit suicide? I know its an ademption,
You know what? I don't care,
Let there be a social warfare,
Let me shout, am baked,
Let me die, I am girl who was raped.

Thursday, 22 October 2015

She Lives The Poetry She Cannot Write

In the hot, terrific, scorching days,
I see you there, sitting, in the middle,
A strange, absurd, outta-bag expression,
Remains the geo of your face,
You are always smiling,
But deep inside your eyes,
I can see you sad, even when you smile,
This mean and cruel world had been hard on you,
You always look back deep in your past,
Which takes away your glow,
A thick fluid like flowing through your heart,
Your lips trying hard to open,
Like they want to just shout out loud,
Eyes filled with the saline water,
Deep inside like you just wanna cry, out aloud,
Your forehead shrank,
Things never went your way,
You always try living the life that your past could never had,
You are always scared,
Like a nightmare, you just woke up from,
You paint your nails black,
Your house black, and even your ball dress black,
Your smile black, with your lips red,
I tried to think, but can't get, why. Blood?
I have seen your like a thousand shades,
When you lie flat on the beach sand,
Over the hound island,
When you swim across pain,
When you crosses the emotion's lane,
When you sit silently in the park,
When you have that sweet lark,
When you walk dipped in thoughts,
When this world, really, no aught,
When you turn and smile,
Can't forget that pretty while,
No matter what's the situation,
You always ensure if I am alright,
At times, I have seen you crying hard,
Some of the blues playing in the back,
A little of the red wine spilled over,
Various of the antique jars broken,
With the broken glass having reflection of injustice,
The walls scratched with stories,
The snaps muffled with worries,
Everytime I close my eyes,
I see you there,
Crumbled, silent, in the dark paradise,
Couched on the other side,
I've seen your heart beats on your hands,
When you have a blind vigilance,
'what are you worried for,
You got me,
I am here, 'll be there,
Wherever you want me to be,
You just have to sail along,
I promise to resolve your life'.
Your life is still a 'x' for me.

Saturday, 29 August 2015

This Relation Can't Be Replaced

Really, when I walk back into time,
Into my childhood,
Sweet memories strikes my mind,
I find that one girl, that one great girl, whom I had the best days of my life.
This one for my sisters.

We both had a habit of complaining,
Seriously not the entertaining.
Complaints about the bunks,
Leaving me in blue funks.
The mischief sweet conspiracy,
To get into the mom's abbacy,
Made just to get each other scolded by mom,
And finally ended up in our room.
You are my best friend,
To my life, you append,
When I bullied you, and you kept serving balls while I batted in the backyard for hours,
And finally turning the bat into armours.
You always tried to drag down the secrets,
 so that you can use them to have a favour, well you get,
And really, we were really the night mare for the whole house,
Scaring each other, 'see there's a mouse'.
Those, 'blue-pink' fights, when our room got the paints,
And then dreaming about the mighty giants,
When we both rolled up the quilt under our hips,
And then making promises, to get the grips.
When our night fights disturbed the whole family,
After being scolded, we laughed and whispered dimly,
We collectively torn apart the pillow covers,
Hitting each other with the books with hard cover.
Messed up the walls, with food,
And then, silently, staring each other, stood,
The cat snatch for the tv remote,
And then turning a dice to have the block vote,
Not just the television,
It was with all, adression,
the Walkman, computers and video games too,
And with the same intense argue.
We both tried to teach bicycle to each other,
Not going much more farther,
Doesn't matter, none of both actually knew,
And then tying the kite to the back of it, and cheered, 'yeah! It flew'.
I felt guilty, went some of my pranks went wrong and u fell in trouble,
But still the sentiments were arguable,
And then you again, making false tears,
Repeating the same gears,
Convincing the parents, made excuses,
Till they please or confuses.
And those, 'no, it was his fault',
'no, it was her fault',
Repeated for hours,
Struggling for powers,
Till we both got scolded,
And again, in our bed sheets we get folded.
My heart sank whenever I hurt you,
To apologise, I offered a sou,
Sometimes, being egostick, we didn't apologize,
Proving ourself to be more wise.
And everytime I had my friends visited at house,
Just like the cat and mouse,
you opened up my embarrassing secrets,
But still, no regrets.
I know, those were just to make fun and tease me,
Well its nothing in front, when you alwasy hepled and pleased me,
Everytime dad got us a softy,
And you imposed your lofty,
Always offering the last bite of yours for me,
And I always had it, I agree.
And those power cuts,
And you said,'lets act out',
They simply meant, we had nothing to do at night,
Nothing better than those pillow fight,
We were free,
And there, you always started your ghost stories,
And then asking, 'btao bacha, what are your worries',
And developing those childhood weapons,
No less than the cannons.
From anything, we fought
From brooms to bats to TV remote to rubber band to slippers to water bottles and to what not?!
Your frightful tease,
And then the convincing please,
And the time when you always used to say,
Sometimes alday,
'tuhjhe madir k pass, kachre k dibbe se utha k laye the'.
And I said, 'jaa be'.
And everytime, we were out,
Various topics talking about,
You always hold up ur card being elder,
Just like a baby minder,
Made me to do things your way,
And all I had to do was, stay.
And when , I grew up, you were the one with whom I played the mirror game,
No matter, how much popular I was in school,
You really knew my talents, my weak points, better than anyone else.
You always put up the things,
For which I am afraid to, sorting out my difficulties.
Really, how grown up I was,
But still I cried like a baby on your marriage,
Several past memories just make me think,
About those great times,
In our room, the best place we lived together.

Love you sister. Really there are certain things above humanity.