The Invertebrate Society...

Gone are those days of piecework fame,
gone are those days of roister.

Gone are those days of spinney wagery,
all we observe is true agony.

Day after day the irrevocable law
goes on enticing the oedema of crime.

All we do is mutely watch
the changing pigmentations of time.

The semantics, the lawyers, the science herculeses,
silently ignite the ignonimous era.

They care not a hay for the miffed civilians,
who are helpless and yet wonder why...

Pouting sherrifs, promise a society of postulants,
yet possumly let the situation aggravate.

Its time we realise with open minds,
that we are our own saviors.

Just spurn out those vociferous criminals,
who are leading a life filled with vol-au-vents.

A true leader's post awaits a common man,
come right now and vertebratize your own society....

MYSTIC FRIENDSHIP........

As sweet as a peach is the word 'friendship',
yet ever have I realised it's austere importance?

Ostracizing myself at present,
from a group of pals is immensely painful.

The large stoep of the school,
which once used to ring with the joie de vivre of the group,
now seems as silent as a platoon of dead soldiers.

It was my utter idiocy to have always stayed away,
yet they were too ritzy for me to completely fit in.

Days, months and years have passed by,
but the pedagogue teachers still remain in this memory.

Were they the real friends who taught me and geared up my life?
or they were the buddies who never minded listening my rubbish talk?

Whoever it was, but I still recall them all,
in my tiny little memory, and rejoice those moments.

Ah! those pleasant days of friendship,
But I have to bid them all adieu,
and move ahead in my very own life.
So au revoir my friends........

A whole new light, a whole new story.......

There is something about you,
That gives us a touch of Hue.
A whole new lux rises inside,
which organises us for a deploy...

You inspire us every single moment,
to do something better and kill all lament.
To enjoy the life which you tell is a 'lapiz lazuli'
and teach us to accept it as our self-propensity...

You are always in such pro-rata with nature,
that I fell as shallow as a skillet and crave,
just to be like you, in a whole different hue.
Your unremminting determination must be a legacy,
because you simply forte' at anythinh that you do.

I am now collecting the shards of my life,
and am joining them together only for you.
My restive nature is no longer alive,
and I am trying to ramify my new lessons to my siblings.

Even though you've never spoken to us,
the paucity of your words never affected us.
And I sit in front of you every single evening,
my being a yokel is no longer bothering me.

O Lord! Why art thou so silent?
What have you stashed for us and our children?
We do not want a repining life again.
Then why all this complicated prologue?
Please lead us out of this nebula.
This is just a small prayer of mercy.
Oh God! save us all from the cruel hands of destiny,
write our fates newly, show us some sign of mercy!

You are our sole guiding light.
So please show us the newly paved path to normalcy.
Prise out our problems, let our children live,
let them have faith in you,
just like us and we still do....

CHILDHOOD BLUES....

O Time,dear time,turn backward & backward,
lancets of teen feel so awkward so awkward.
It feels so great to drown in the langour of childhood,
remembering the nimble me,always in such mood!

The niggling thoughts in my head about my dees,now
were never present then, just cant get how?
I was always so jolly and cooly witty,
always the first one around to be naughty!

I feel like a hurdy-gurdy in need of serious repair,
lacking all the right notes and pitch and flare!
I dont feel as agile and active as I was then,
but like a trapped hen in a pen!

I wanna resuscitate to the true ways of world,
but just cant help thinkin about me and the moulds!
I am no shrew, and i am not a tizzy lass
just wanna relive the days of "MY MASS".

Those lovely finger paintings and the colour book fantasies,
still attract me to their own world of legacy.
Hey! i am no bohemian! these are all passing thoughts!!!
Or you could call them simply "CHILDHOOD BLUES"........

Concussion: Due to loneliness

Down & down i sink into myself,
as every single day goes by.
No one to talk to, nobody to befriend,
quietly on the bed i lie.
Just keep pondering bout the last two years,
& i feel my inside swelling up.
Cant't just relate to my cranium,
how cud those years pass off so soon?
It feels like yesterday, my first day to junior college,
me a coy 16yr old, in my first ever baggy salwar,
now i am almost 18 and almost out of junior college,
still wishing that I were 16 again!
All those buddies, all those teachers,
a new scooty, new clothes and a new cellphone.
These are all meagre memory pics now,
coz I've lost touch wid all o' em now.
I miss those days, i miss my past,
Had heard that all sweet times come to an end,
never realised it cud be an abrupt one...
I know that something is in store ahead,
something fancier, sparkier and much better.
Gosh! how i wish i cud fast forward my life,
coz this phase is really slow.
I wanna get into the best MEDICAL COLLEGE,
Gotta prove myself and make some real friends.
Gotta show to the world that i am someone..................

Faith.....

Ever wondered, what is faith?
Simply reliability,nothing else.
A tool to truss you to yourself,
that is all what we call,faith...

It binds up a life's tattered pieces,
it helps you to taxidermise your hollow present,
deep down within, it peps you up,
that is all what we call, faith...

In this world full of riffraffs,
it is your only guiding light,
deep within, screaming or whispering each moment,
makes sure to be heard each time,
just to guide you through.
That is all what we call faith...

It was you past, it is your present,
and it will always be in your future,
If you are alive and kicking today,
it is only because of your faith...

Faith is God, faith is mankind,
faith is family and faith is friend,
an unusual bond, a deep realisation,
that is all what we call faith...

Eyes...

Eyes are simply our organ of sight,the one and only organ that enables us to see, observe, adsorb and finally absorb the world around us.But the inner meaning displayed by these eyes, is deeper than their facade.
Why do experts advise you to talk to other people, by looking directly into their eyes? Thats to judge the spontanity and vulnerability of the person in front of u. Fickle and sly people never look into your eyes while a conversation.
Dilation of the pupils shows the truthfullness and extravagance of people which helps you to judge their character.
All in all EYES ARE OUR PUBLIC PROFILES, the larger & brighter your eyes are, the better is the person's topology. Small eyes signify meanness and a foggy character. Normal eyes show the gadding nature of a person
So folks, next time you go on a blind date, make sure to study the person's eyes, your judgement about him can never go wrong. I bet so!