Friday, May 4, 2007

THE QUESTION PAPER

All world's an exam hall
and all men and women merely questions
they have choices and answers
and one man, i his life faces many questions
his life being the question paper!

que 1: by the infant?

why am i so small when all the others are so big?i mean, it's ok, they carry me and all. but why do they have to saythings like.."diddy jeeju..".."dju ywu waunt momma to feedj djyuu??"i mean, they talk quite alright when they talk to each other.. oh look..there it goes.. why is she taking such a long time to get me my diapers?"MOM..." of course, she doesnt understand! "waaa... waa... booooo..."

que 2: by theWhining school boy?

.. and she gets paid for just asking questions that we can't answer!and why does he have to reduce marks for handwriting? i mean.. i can understand..it says.. well.. it says something.. atleast! mom is so nice.. why can't dad be the same too? oh.. alright.. i leaver the class.. oh no.. and why does this principal has to come aroundonly when i am being sent out?... "aah.. ouch.. sorry sir.."

que 3: by the lover?

why cant she spend for a change? ok.. she need not spend.. i mean she can atleast eat less..no.. order less... "yeah?.. what day is tomorrow? ..hmm.. thursday?..oh.. sorry..hmm.." now what the hell of a day is tomorrow? "yeah.. yeah.. i am thinking...".. don't tell meit's u'r birthday.. i just spent all my savings last week over u'r perfume.. "honey.. please..""what? chintu's birthday? and you want a party? ....u want a party for u'r dog's birthday"?

que 4: by the soldier?

why cant this bloke just shut up? now the other one has started too... and here comesthe orders..."yes sir"!

que 5: by the justice?

".. yes.. u wnat me to sign?.. ok.." why cant these people do this without me? i hope he has the same lunch as yeterday..mmm... and this phone... "yes? u'r mom is coming? why"?

que 6: by the pantaloon?

brats... they keep getting smaller each day.. why cant they just sit and watch TV? there goes my stick.. " give it back.. this instant.." midjets!

que 7: by the second childhood?


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-----------------------THE END-----------------------------

MIND'S JOURNEY

The lands and the skies
both seem alike
with no turns nor bends parting ways
the sands and the waters
affect me alike
their heat and chill into the same chase
there is no destination
nor is there a journey
and no one to travel with me
yet, i walk into those endless roads
through sands, waters and rocks
with no one, but hope, in me.
there is no air
nor is there any life
and no one to survive, but me
the words keep flowing
in no proper format
i know not how to stop them
i can't stop writing
as i can't stop thinking
so i wouldn't stop here, but pause!

Saturday, April 21, 2007

HUMAN

Head held high
with a humble pride
Eyes, that saw nothing
beyond the roads ahead
Hands that could create
and only create
Legs that would never turn
into those wrong lanes
Flesh that grew younger
with every breeze and storm- alike
Words, spoken when necessary
with love and care for all
He might walk upon this Earth
like you, me and all
There's nothing beyond Human
and He lies within every heart
Nothing is immortal, nor divine
There's nothing beyond Human
So, let's be Him, for a while.

Friday, April 20, 2007

WITH SLEEP....

As silent as a thief
she crawls behind me
and possesses me with glee
Off i fly-
to the worlds unknown
radiant, beautiful and unforeseen
All that i liked,
were spread before my sight
tempting, lustful and bright
I roam around-
in those lonely lanes
pleasant, peaceful and wide
With no sense of time
or days, months or years
i run, jump and play
Startled i was
to hear an unearthly beep
loud, severe and rude
There it ends
my few moments with sleep
abrupt, vaccant yet honest
But soon i'd be back
into that young familiar world
now, now and now...

Friday, April 13, 2007

! BLAH - BLAH !

hjfg weu dfju fhd
and i change the way it looked
lkj oie cxkj dfo;
now what do u see, hmm?
it makes no sense to me-
it makes no sense at all
yet-
for those hunters of the gibberish-
it reveals thought- sensible and deep!
u need a vision-
they say,
u need the taste-
they boast!
but all i see is a crystal truth
that makes perfect sense to me!
my truth is not what they seek
nor they seek my wisdom;
they seek a rubbish
that tags them as bright
a scholar, a thinker;
clever and shrewd!
in you come- you gibberish-hunters
for i dedicate this work to you
curse me not, nor do praise me
for both could target, only you!

Sunday, March 25, 2007

PICTURE PERFECT

They smile, they laugh
They are happy and gay
They are rich, "they are good",
Or so the others say!

Their smiles may hide a thousand secrets
Their laughs may veil their sins
Yet, they live and be happy
Or, so the others say!

HOLY CRAP

Why do we do what we do,
Why do we need to do it?
What should be done and what not,
And who should be made to do it?
Not all questions have answers,
Neither do all answers have questions
Not all people ask questions-
Yet I never cease to ask them,
That is all I do,
That is all I do...