If life is a race
to the top
you realise
conceptualise
doesn’t really matter
how much you stall
at the end you fall
Gravity pulls hard
all what ultimately
logically, if unwilling then
sometimes tragically
belongs to earth’s bosom
pick a colour
from soul’s prism
as long as it has love
humility and care
take your time, dig deep
for a perfect spot
to lie in loving,
embrace of our mother
you standout
from the crowd
believe deliverance
trust in difference
come on
you stand,
standout
from the crowd
what is holding you back
have courage, sail
you will, unarguably, fail
many times,
most of the times
just believe,
standout
standout
from the crowd
from the crowd
pick yourself up
dirt will disappear
a new you appear
bask in glory
standout
from the crowd
they are waiting
standout
from the crowd
doubters, shouters
hooters, looters
will feel sorry
for what they did,
they should
standout
standout
from the crowd
you deserve it!
does a story need an explanation,
a beginning and ending
a heroine, a hero, a saviour landing
a jester, a villain, thousand characters
undefined, just mentioned, since they
have an ordinary life, not worth telling, or selling
background noises, low and loud voices
eccentricity, abnormality, excitement
trickery, treachery and enticement
why plot always thickens, never slackens
pulse always quickens, so does music
when it comes at a juncture,
good and evil warring factions,
pauses, screams and inactions
why a story needs to be told
Earth, Sky could be better
with nothing but a mundane living
if it is in peace, contentment release
it is a thought, may be not to our liking
sometimes better than faking
or lacking, adventure being seek
a story where there is none
narrated by someone
totally trustworthy, made to lie
and fabricate, for true amusement
of few, who knew, from the beginning
what transpires, creativity inspired
a story, an epic, a tale,
I come up with one, every day,
without fail, just to see you smile
Went on my own
removed all inhibitions
friends advice
foes determinations
angered all,
everyone wanted
a great big fall
my face in a pie
legs in the sky
their wish
was not granted
Cool bikers
Green bikes
Get out humans
Take a hike
Deemed
unworthy
for earth
Waking up somewhere unknown
dawn colours blurred,
vision impaired
enjoying these moments
of confused existence
mind without sustenance
of logic or thought
no solution sought
of centuries of neglect
Suddenly! mind starting to reflect,
Agh, it is noon, so soon
Can someone stop the time
Why? are you God?
how much you
wish to hold me
scold me
for being me
life isn’t fair
I’ve got the flair
blame on destiny
luck, coincidence, fate
or anything you hate
how much you
wish, truly wish
to hold me
scold me
for being me
I am not vain
or insane
basking in glory
ever and ever again
repeating my story
how much
tell me how much
you wish to hold me
push me down
scold me
for being gorgeous
fabulous me
I am dancing to
world melodies
laughing on my own
romancing with
billionaire tragedies
tell me how
muchness much
you really wish
I didn’t exist
wish to hold me
and then ruthlessly
scold me, for being
only, better lonely
laughing,
wryly smiling,
me!!
