Redefining Graveyard


The perception of a graveyard is

Scary, haunted, sorry and sad

Why does this feeling crop in our head

The world mourns their dead and prays for their soul

But the movies have made it scary for the little ones

It’s not haunted; it’s your loved one sleeping,

Sleeping is their soul in deep happy region,

Change your perspective, don’t be shocked

It’s in every human to die somehow,

Maybe it’s not you today but it will be some moment

Try to accept the fact and move on in succession  

Graveyards were made to dump the bodies

but it didn’t dumped their souls,

it’s in the hearts of their belonging

 

P.s. “This post is written for the 110 Creative Challenge Contest, hosted byThewhitescape

Trapped in a Cage


I tried to follow what they said
i did what i could
to understand why they said
tried and tested
i am a loner with no experience
just followed what they said

How well did they cultivate my thoughts
it all felt green and bliss
not knowing what they are up-to
i pursued their dreams

it so happen one moment
i realized this is not what i wanted
keeping my feet on toes
i planned a runaway from this prison

Days passed by thinking …
so did months,
sad within to understand,
its a wide spread of infection
which had no end to its connection !!

i accumulated some strength
to say what i had to
not knowing this would end my journey
before it even began ..

so, here i was in the middle of seesaw
both end had flames
slowly but surely
it would hurt now and then !!

I curse my sense of their belonging
it made me a slave of their dreams
i would just keep on thinking
is there a way i could stop, whats happening?

 

Dare to Desire


The obsession that excites you is your ecstasy,

Why is it such a mystery?

Is it the temptation that baffle you?

Or the simplicity that amazes you..

The way you want to see it

Is different,

You want to mesmerize in its fragrance,

The deepest desire tempts

To capture it for the moment..

But it’s too late because

Its too swift for you to handle…

Despite the agony

You try to recover from the tragedy…

You still arise the desire,

To catch the moment

That made you go higher….

This is a never ending tale

Of desire,

The more you have it

The more you desire….

This is what makes us special

Otherwise we would be as calm as a mammal…

Selfish – obsessed – Centered


These 3 words describe you in some way

or the other

Tsunami, earthquakes, collapses,

is not your matter

 

the matter of fact remains unchanged

it’s your self-centered obsession

which never change

 

Why is there so much jealously

Why can’t you be in peace with your entity?

Why is there so much of tragedy

when the 3 basic thing are just your necessity

 

Life is easy when you think of your self

try to think for others

do what you can

 

Don’t be a miser and try to get what you can’t

you are not the only one

waiting for what you want

 

The world remembers you not for being selfish

it accepts you when you provide what’s needed