Friday 11 November 2011

UNKNOWN FEAR!!!!




The unknown Fear, the deadly silent Scare
Few in light, few in shades and rest unknown

Some unheard shrill voice No let me call it “Drumming Noise’

Walking!!!Yet afraid to fall…oh plz I don’t want to crawl!!
Squinting my eyes, to not to see but
Trails of past …stalking….the gush of dust keep confusing

With provocation of past, scars may bleed again
Sleeping is scary...bad dreams may twirl in...

What’s inside the dark, I can’t see, but can smell the blood
Who is behind the curtain? Staring point blank at me

Who is that man in black? Why his eyes are red and wet? Where his smile is lost?

Tree of tomorrow is unknown,…its leaves are yet to grow!!!
Legs are shaking, dreams are breaking, and hopes are falling

Planning often fails, even goals get changed

Let’s close the eyes,
And I see a demon standing with a dragger
I ask “has the doom’s say “arrived”??
Afraid, yes I am
Yes “stupidity “ “Anger” and ‘Greed “ made their way some how in my life again
Alas!!! I accept the punishment ….. put the Dragger on my head
Separate it from Torso, let the alter be red…blood red….pure …red
I am ready, just one thought…
Once I am dead ……who is next????


         

War with life


What is that, that keep us going??
What is that, that keep us strong?

 How do we all smile? When burden in heart constantly pull us down
Artificial giggling with add on magic of different style…then we all say “I love my life “

At times, dying hopes, with never ending explosion of heart strokes
Pressure from all ends...Trying trying...From all sides

What tomorrow holds, no one knows
Strange blockage comes from most unexpected poles

How do we handle these heart breaks?
How do we handle stress of life ?
What make us that strong….that life and its complication becomes guest of “B town “

Are we actually that strong?
Whether is hike in petrol price or you just spotted your girl friend with your best friend at sea side
The riddle talk of new client or wife demands more time….

The frown, the sighs ….empty heart make more noise

Only questions and realizations..No solutions, no answers,
Every thing moves on…yes...it moves on
We all   get tired .then  ...we sit. And .we crib
but then stand …. And say   life “shoot “we too are ready to fire!!!!