Saturday, November 22, 2008


You ain't understood
By the hoards that surround you
No one complains in person
While words flow out like sermons
They don't tell you whats wrong
For after all
A deep sense of understanding is expected from us all
While living for yourself might not be out
But to thrive off each other is what one devours
A deep sense of regret sometimes engulfs one
Only to be lost somewhere in the distant sun
Get rid of these feelings screams the soul
While you are foul-mouthing your own
Senselessness seemingly overpowers
All the senses and even the heart!
And while you await the return of your mind
Your words might have hurt someone in near sight
Talking it out, thats never been an idea
For acceptance of "it is it" is the general criteria

Wednesday, November 12, 2008


A toothy grin that shines as bright as the distant moon
And a smile so wide, its hardly ever out of tune
While the tongue dashes out
Out on a single syllabal
And you are left gazing at
You are left gazing at your friend who is acting like a laughing buffoon
You think of the road you've traveled so far
And how its been pretty different from those fazed wars
Yes there have been the downs
But who can possibly miss the merry go rounds?
The mood swings are never unaccounted for
While the seasons of life blossom with you, right where you are!
That pink top so hated
And those cozy blue jeans, so very faded
A ring in your middle finger
And you show it off as a peace's harbinger
The music that is to be
And the moments where one sings; Let it Be
Fear of the dark and of Voldemort
And the underlying support for all the spoil sports
A veteran in some field or another
Where coolness doesn't really matter
Songs form days which form the nights
And singing them like hooligans seems our right!
The night outs at a friend's place
Acting like wackos in every possible way
Looming thoughts these are
Ones which made me cry
But these tears are of happiness
And there is that sigh!