Category Archives: Loneliness

Broken Benches

When I was pretty small,
I had time for all,
Studies, teachers, friends & school,
And playful time was my only tool,
I followed a studying time,
Everyday from six to nine,
I spent much time consulting teachers,
And was one of the class eye catchers,
I have time to be in my friends group,
And was a famous monkey of the troop,
My school never got time to rest,
As I was always notoriously best.

But today I am a school pass out,
And about to enter life’s hard bout,
With famine stricken time and running a rat race,
For me it’s hard to keep up with the pace,
Continue reading Broken Benches

Advertisements

Solitude

The destination of life is same for all,
Just the path gets contrasting as we crawl,
A few reach the destination with comfort,
And most reach it with a lot of tiring effort,
In the end heads are high for some,
As victory comes beating a drum,
But most have drooped down heads,
As defeat causes tears to shed.

Dawn to dusk is the time for them,
Who have incurred a lot of fame,
With foot on ground and heads up in the sky,
They move with pride and have wings to fly.
Dusk to dawn is the time for them,
Who are bound to hide faces in shame,
With foot on ground and heads hidden down,
They are treated as the Continue reading Solitude

I Am Kept Hidden.

Fight me,here I stand,
In your costly possessed land,
Which you incurred by fate,
But I incurred by hard faith.

You were gifted the golden throne,
But I was gifted your half eaten bone,
Still I stand in your possessed land,
Overpowering you with the sinking sand.

Come what may I do not fear,
It’s my hard work that I bear,
Deafened all and crossed all,
But you never answered my wistful call.

I smiled when you hurt me,
I cried when you falsely loved me,
I laughed when you kicked me,
I turned when you falsely cared for me.

Continue reading I Am Kept Hidden.

On The Way To A Better World !

I hid my face securely between the soothing palms of Mother Earth,
And passed by, the world without caring, taunting and laughing,
Some do stop just to ask, “Hi joker, feeling pity for your maker?”,
But I stay as dead as a stone, crying in muteness alone.
My friends are my Golden fish and a family of white mice,
The stars that shine, the wind that blows and the darkness.
I fear the sun and the daylight so busy to the living souls,
I am cursed, I am hurt and cornered to be alone.

Sometimes in the past I lived among this mass running with a smile for miles and miles,
Galloping like a stallion with pride and honor, living as a brave young lion,
I kissed the first rain and hugged the friendly tree, dancing in every beat and smelt so free,
I loved laying on the tender grasses tingling all over and loved to sit and enjoy the beautiful rainbow cover. Continue reading On The Way To A Better World !

Who will wipe their tears?

Rustle of the leaves are heard by all,
None can prevent it from a dead fall,
What’s old will shed one day,
In the silent grave will they lay,
Quiet and calm without a sound,
They will adjust in the small grave mound.

Soon these souls will leave for the eternal miles,
Helplessly watching some tearful faces hiding smiles,
Mother Earth will take in the flesh leaving the bones,
That will be guarded by the beautiful grave stones,
With mounted garlands and candles glowing,
All will stow memories as time will start flowing. Continue reading Who will wipe their tears?