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Wednesday, February 1, 2012

HEART'S UNREST




While one mock at the other
And the horde joins this ugly toil
I seldom am resolute to stop it all.

The pleasure that dwells in snubbing
Cannot be complemented for any
I realize people’s emotions aren’t worth a penny.

And only grown-ups solely own
This ruthless act and feel of jealousy
Their wordlist never spells courtesy.

I learned from verses of Bible
Do pray for them as they need it severely
They are but the lost sheep for the Almighty.

I washed my grief and thanked Him
For my agony vanished in not time
I bowed and prayed for things to be fine.

I believe that this shall also pass by
For as good times dint last long and steady
Neither the unfavorable ones, for long, will worry.


Thursday, January 5, 2012

The 5 minute restlessness



Strange emotions, weird looks,
Appreciation coated the jealousy.
Had it been someone else
Would it be the same?
Mockery expressed joyously,
Dint know how to react
I keep to self all those,
Those words that would pierce hearts
Hearts of those whose words have
Carved the hurt that can never heal;
I sit at peace but thoughtful though
Wiping off the thoughts of sorrow,
Sipped the tea off the cup
Writing another lesson learnt, a good one indeed!

Thursday, December 8, 2011

Fragmented thoughts! Part-III



Off the bed, into the bath
I brushed and scrubbed.
Out in time, dressed up all
Breakfast ready, all just mine.

Took to heels but a slothful walk
The bus arrived and drove me off.
The talk with bro, a good start though
And then JAS marched in with a tiring smile.

She ran into work right away
Hurried me to my bay.
Here I have a comp in front
I want to work, but it won’t.

Life has never been so much at ease
Gadgets around, yet I am at peace.
Several heads around clung to the desk-tops
And I alone can choose to dance a hip-hop.

Saturday, December 3, 2011

Hosur Venture



Bags packed and all geared
Reached college and all greeted.
All fresh like the morning dew,
And that was a lie.

Eagerly awaiting the bus
We exchanged talks.
Planned for the travel and lunch
Smile widened at every item mentioned for munch.

Tired we boarded the bus
Late by two and half hours.
Music and bang vibrated the bus
In no time, many wanted to piss.

Lunch was funny as never
Paid a price to the ego of a server.
Reached MDC and booked rooms,
This time with different partners.

Met at the basketball court
Enjoyed the sway on the swing.
The wind forced pulled on my coat
The stomach screamed a ting.

Dinner and chats in room ended
Morning alarm irritated my partner.
Fled to the bath and downloaded
All thanks to the free service plumber.

The session made everyone sleep
Wanted to flee to woods in deep.
Evening was a treat on the court
Jumped and bumped the – GOLD SPOT.

The day was boring again
The spare parts aching in pain.
The eve was the heal to it
Hurried to accompany room-mate.

The visit to TVS in the noon
Left minds to revive from gloom.
The b’day celebration pushed tears
And smiles on Anu’s fascia.
Slept with Maiths that night
On beds set perfectly apart.

Roused everyone for the journey
Held in eyes all the best moments
Enjoyed the movie with Asha,
A child-like adult, pragmatic at times.

I penned down all good moments
Sparsely am reminded of harsh ones
I will not deny their existence though
For I did endure tears silently.
Nevertheless, smiles were widespread
Cams clicked only multi - colored teeth. 


Monday, September 26, 2011

Sad day long !



With the bright sun shine
I woke up at nine
Morning chores, along with Mom’s roars.

Smiles and giggle from children then
I dressed up all by ten.
As any other time, awaiting the regime.

Off we set to greet the baby
I wished my friend who looked a little shabby.
We entered like a troop, with unmatched sounds of boots.

All seemed fine like a fairy tale
Until when pinched by the ruthless male.
Allowed always to pierce, with words that would bring tears.

Was strong and forced a smile
And lectured all in style.
It covered up for the grief, at least that’s what is my belief.

Drove back home with a heavy heart
Dint bid anyone while depart.
Heard a pal pour his heart, to me when we are now poles apart.

I kept thinking of the ruthless words
Though truth never wished him to run swords.
My heart was broken again, trust me now it doesn’t pain.