Time to change

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It’s time to change the point of view

It’s time to see the world as new

It’s time to meet a different you

It’s time to unlearn whatever we knew

 

It’s time to change our taste of things

It’s time to try some different swings

It’s time to stop procrastination

It’s time to move to a different station

 

It’s time to explore a different world

It’s time to unhear whatever we heard

It’s time to take a few new lessons

It’s time to make the due confessions

 

It’s time to be a baby again

It’s time to wash away what’s vain

It’s time to look at what was ignored

It’s time to move to a different shore

 

It’s time to drop the cherished things

It’s time to hug some novel blings

It’s time to move on without rue

It’s time to change the point of view…

Life on time bomb

We are sitting on a ticking time bomb

Everyone is rushing

Everything must be completed

Before one reaches a certain age.

One can’t be a kid after twenty

One can’t be a youngster after forty

One can’t work after seventy

And one can’t live after eighty.

You got to do what everyone is doing

Or this society would not accept you

A life is spent living like everyone else

How many ounce of yourself is left?

I would rather be…

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I don’t want to be just a friend
I would rather be your closest confide
I don’t want to be just a chapter
I would rather be a book

I don’t like to be in a sweet memory
I would rather create awesome experiences
I won’t just happen to be in your life
I would rather be someone awaited

I hate being just a habit
I would rather be a cherished addiction
I would never be a sober mate
I would rather be highly drunkard one

I don’t wish to give a serious time
I would rather give the wildest trip ever
I dislike being your routine
I would rather make every day special

I don’t want be just your beloved
I would rather be your life’s best phase
I would never be just a lover
I would rather be the craziest one

I don’t want to be just a passer-by
When I can be a part of your story
I don’t want to be a someone
I would rather be someone special

Maturity

Many words are unuttered

Many feelings are unexpressed

Many moods have been ignored

Many things are just silent

 

Many sleepless nights have passed

Many thoughts have been subdued

Many dreams have been compromised

Many tear drops have escaped the eyes

 

A space is outside & a space is inside

With muted sobs, the heart cries

Is this your fate, my dear life?

Maturity dawns & many good things die.

A friend

Arrogant, angry young man

This was his sham!!

He stormed into the things

As if he was Mr. Perfectionist!
The feeling was mutual

We did not like each other

He was annoying

And I was snobbish
Then, there came a time

When we broke the ice

And then, we realised

Our opinions were not wise
Behind that sham, there was

A soft hearted man

Who was just keen and curious

And there was nothing else!!
A friendship began like this

And it was good to go

He is a very good man

And I hope, I am not that bad too!!

When you are Angry

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When you lie on the other side of bed
With your back turned towards me
When you do not say a word nor look at me
My heart longs to hold your tender waist
And ask you to put your head on my shoulder
So that I can hug you tight and kiss you on cheek
So that I can smell your hair and feel your breaths
So that this can be yet another night together
But none of this would happen tonight
For your anger would not give way to my love.

When you lie still with your back turned towards me
I know that you are not sleeping either
But thinking of me with your eyes open
Weighing our good memories and bad memories
Wishing that I would not have made this mistake
Or you would not have found about it
You lie still but I know your eyes are wet
And you are equally longing for me
Wondering why this can’t be yet another night together
But your anger would not give way to your love

This is an extremely unfair and complicated world
Where happy moments fly away easily
And sadness lingers with us for a very long time
Where all the good deeds and merry memories
Are shadowed by one bad deed or mistake
Where trust takes years to develop and seconds to break
Where…
Where anger does not give way to love
And lovers of life suffer and separate

Amazing Creatures

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In their peaceful world, under the sanguine sky
They beautifully stand still, bidding Adieu to the sinking sun
They have their heads bowed, in a manner of praying
In a manner of submission before the magnificence of nature
They are done with last minutes talks and it was time to sleep
To bring oneself in the harmony with nature
For it is important for them to harmonise with it
As they are the disciplinaries, who run the world
They have neither pride nor restrictions
They only have their own dedications
They never turn rebellious onto those who don’t follow
They are amazing creatures, they are the ancestral
They are the future, they are called trees!!!

Trivial Things

Spending days, spending nights
Doing this, doing Thai
An illusion of controlling things
Things that are trivial, indeed

Planning for friend’s birthday
Handling a not so good boss
Making all the ends meet
The day is spent in all this

Things that are important to us only
Things that do not matter really
Things that are just things
Things on which we spent time

A routine had taken its place
Rooted itself firmly in our lives
While we boast about uniqueness
We are trapped in circle of routine

There is a great desire in heart
To achieve greatness in life
And here we are, trapped!
Amidst paradox of trivial things

Trivial things, unimportant things
Important for us, dear to us
Shackles of life and routine
This is how the life is spent

Fall in love again

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Oh beloved!
Where have you been lost
For all these days
When I am yearning for you

Oh beloved!
You have gone to see the world
Have you seen enough of it
Or is there anything left

Oh beloved!
Come back to me
It’s time to fall in love
Again, ever and anon

Oh lover!
I had ventured to see the world
This double faced, harsh world
And now, I am tired

Oh lover!
It’s a very big world
Yet there is no solace anywhere
No peace at any corner

Oh lover!
Your arms are the safest place
The finest heaven
And your eyes are full of love

Oh lover!
I will come back to you
And fall in love again
Forever, ever and anon

You are special

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You are special
And you will never believe it
Because you are a star in dust
A diamond buried under the earth

You are special
God’s favourite child
With hundreds of struggle
A major test of life

You are special
You know angels are not divine
They are humans like you
Spreading happiness to the world

You are special
So be happy and in a bliss
You never know if the life is waiting
To smile back at you

You are special
You just don’t know your worth
You are so important
To so many humans on this earth

You are special
I shout this aloud to the world
And I will keep reminding this to you
Until you begin to believe me