Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Looking up





God, I am looking up,
Don’t let me down.
Please get some time,
And come to my town.


We will sit,
And have some chat.
Not about politics,
Because I don’t like that.


If you would like,
Then we will go on a walk.
Because all I need,
Is a need to talk.


I have so many questions,
With no question numbered last.
Because my question arises another question,
So there is no word as avast.


If you come down,
And try to find me out.
I would be the one,
 Sitting alone in the crowd.


I would be the one,
Who might be avoiding the fakes.
Sitting in the corner,
Enjoying my truffle cake.


I wanna know about good,
I wanna know about bad.
I wanna know many reasons,
Especially one behind why one feels sad.


Why the world is like this only,
Why not like that.
The world we used to dream,
When our only love was our cricket bat.


I am sure it’s not the same,
As u wanna make it.
So there is a need of inspection,
Then taking action might make it.


I am looking up,
And I am calling you down.
Because I am fed up,
Fed up with all these fake clowns.



6 comments:

Karnika Kapoor said...

nice poem .. really awesome ..!!
keep it up ..:)

Ravjot said...

nicely done buddy love the line arrangement nice :) keep it up buddy

Maneet said...

baut hi badiya dude... i'm telling ya galat line mein aa gaya hai..
how about trying n getting a book publised.. ;-)

Anonymous said...

awesome work buddy!!

Jaspreet said...

thanx karni...:)
thanx to u ravjot too...
and maneet bhai ...ab to arnd 2.5 yrs ho gaye bhai...to atleast engg to puri karne ki soch hi raha hoon... :P
thanx chetand and the anonymous one(who is this?)...:)

gagan gujral said...

banda bada hi deep sochta hai..!

bt nice. effort appreciated.!

nice hai.!