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Conclusion

Destiny of balloons
is unknown,
mere slaves
of our desires
much like our hearts
Both pop
from or by
a little prick,
It is all the same
Oxygen inside
is not more than
lung size
it evaporates
we suffocate
Life ends on its own
Dying wish not known
Last breath, in solitary confined
Bed, all alone

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In the tunnel again

After a long time
I entered that tunnel again
Memories are not very kind
Squishing you under their boots
Planted thousand trees without fruit
And my heart was the cheap loot
Was trampled on, crushed uncountable times
Till there was satisfaction, clock chimes
Thirteen and fifth quarter of the hour
Tears replaced water in the shower
Guards ready to fatally shoot from the tower
When I escape emotions prison
with million justifiable reasons
still considered life ending treason
I am forced to enter that tunnel again
And I cry uncontrollably on the first step
No one to console, just me and darkness
lack of colours, mind’s starkness
and ignoring, unobserving, faceless passerby
Unable to lie, to myself or any of you
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Substitute

Pushing, shoving
punch that face
Blood, gore
Untamed race
Hit for a ball
Drill for a ball
Fit for a ball
even kill for a ball
Strength sapping
Mighty fall
Millions cry
for a mere try
What is this, humanity
Unfettered insanity
No! It the game
warrior spirit to tame
can’t kill sapiens now
can drown them in shame

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Thinking through a night

Should I be worried

for things beyond reach
destiny, night beseech
my desire to excel
Calm down says life
if glory doesn’t dwell
in street beside your shack
passion there is no lack
confidence in a big sack
competence rack after rack
just lady, daddy luck amiss
for the better or worse
times are mighty terse
night’s last verse
never lose heart,
around the corner
a brand new start
keep singing, clinging
to hope, fate needs a moment
before it will torment
Keeping a guessing game
like the most beautiful dame
put thousands on a hook
never giving it away
you will most certainly
have your day
Never wonder, it will not matter
never leave dreams in tatters
they will become true
just near dawn, clearing hue
stay the course, unending walk
will result in a destination
not to be missed, fate hissed,
keep your eyes open

 

A beat is missing

I wrote a song in the middle of the night
of broken hearts and sad souls
Why we fall so miserably for our emotions
Wanting, needing, grabbing, feeding affection
It could be lust, infatuation
Just doesn’t let us think
And we sing a song in the middle of the night

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Wait

I sense a new me
Unsure perhaps feel unworthy
For the cause or is it
Our desire to be first, last and foremost
In someone’s thought, Alas!
No logic or sane reason for it to be
Just mere wish of a two year
Stubborn boy
Who wants his toy
And will sacrifice his vanity
His sanity, to be with you
Or the Dholee
who wants his favourite
beat to last forever
Wanting you dance
Till eternity
The question is however
Trivial, totally irrelevant
In circumstance, ambivalent
Will you be watching
When I write this with my blood
Just to be understood

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