Saturday, August 7, 2010

I Will Miss...




Lets have some fun,
Before it gets too late.
Coz sooner or later,
We would be at our office gate.


We are trying too hard,
Just trying to grow fast.
As quickly we grow,
Short the fun last.


I will miss my school,
Miss my bag, miss my bench.
I will miss the rain,
Miss my love of getting drenched.


I will miss my college,
Miss my friend’s car.
I will miss my school bus,
It was always just few steps far.


I will miss my family,
Miss my friends, miss few stars.
I will miss the overloaded cars.


I will miss the boredom,
Miss all rides, which I took alone.
I will miss the freedom,
And will our virtual throne.


I will miss the circuits,
Miss the wires, miss the tools.
I will miss the games,
Miss the frames, miss the pool.


I will miss him,
Miss her, miss them all.
I will miss the text,
Miss the missed, miss the late night call.


I will miss the time we spent,
Miss your company, miss our cold war.
I will miss many things,
Particularly the word “yaar”.


So lets have fun,
Lets make some noise.
Coz sooner,
We won’t have this choice.
                                                                                                                          



Thursday, April 1, 2010

Its Never Gonna Fade Away...My Memory...










It turns blues to rainbows
Rainbows to blues
How it works
I don't have clues

It is from past
But will always remain crystal clear
It makes my eyes wet
Sometimes with joy, sometimes with tear

I am happy
Because it never gonna fade
No matter how I live
And under whatever shade

In this long journey
My lucky color might get fade
But I am sure
it will always be there as an aid.

It is from time
The time I had
Some was good
Some was not that bad

Some loved and many hated
The deeds I used to do
But I am happy
Because at least I tried to walk in my own shoe

On the hot summer afternoon
It can bring the rain
No matter how old it is
It can do that again and again

It is about day
It’s about night
It’s about decisions
Some of them were good some were not that right

It’s about the tales
It’s about the sprite
I still love truffle
Especially when I experience some fading light

It’s my memory
With many why
It’s never gonna fade
It’s never gonna die

Friday, March 5, 2010

Thursday, January 7, 2010

Fulfilling my wishes,following my dreams...



Fulfilling my wishes,
Following my dreams.
That is the way,
I wanna flow in this stream.


The stream is of life,
Under the sun’s heat.
I am not gonna be a passenger,
I am gonna be on the driver seat.


I don’t wanna get drunk,
But still I wanna get high.
In the heat of deserts,
I want a rainy sky.


Doing what I love,
Is all what I want.
I want my life script,
Not to be in single font.


I wish for your smile,
I dream for that.
I am gonna work hard,
I won’t let them fall flat.


I wish to get understood,
I dream it is done.
Then I open my eyes,
Everything gets converted to none.


My eyes might get wet,
But I won’t like to cry.
In the wet rain,
I won’t like to be left dry.


I don’t wanna follow footsteps,
I wanna imprint mine.
I am gonna force my destiny,
To get me some sunshine.


I perform all day,
What I plan in night.
Sometime I don’t wanna differentiate,
Between practical and right.


I wish to dream,
I dream my wish.
In this big sea,
I won’t be just another fish.

Thursday, December 10, 2009

Back to the childhood





Back to the childhood
Back to the fun
When only weapon
Used to be a plastic gun


Back to the time
When we used to play
when our only wish
Was a toy on coming birthday


Back to the garden
Where we used to play
When sky was an umbrella
Where stars and moon stay


Back to the days
When one’s shoulder was a horse ride
When broken teeth was the only thing
Which we used to hide


Back to the days
Back to the times
When only songs
Were nursery rhymes


When television was a box
Which was meant only for cartoons
When our only idol
Were the looney tunes


When we were superhero
With all the natural powers
All those power used to remain
Till we finish the shower


When each classmate
Used to be our friend
Pencil was the stuff
Which we used to lend


When all the dreams
Had fairies and stars
Only expenses were of
Ice cream and chocolate bars


When pants were half
But the heart was full
When only mischief
Was a push or pull


Those were the days
Full of life
They can make us smile now
Within a count of five

Friday, December 4, 2009

I Am Alive





At this part of my life,
I am feeling alive.
Don’t stop me now,
Now I am living a life.


I am flying high,
Denying the gravity.
I am gonna cross the blue umbrella,
And will meet the almighty.


I am not going to stop,
Once I start to run.
Not even if,
You chase me with a gun.


I am going to have a good time,
And set myself free.
I am chilling,
Even at thousand degree.


I am gonna pass all sky,
And will shine bright.
I am gonna run as fast as I can,
And will beat the speed of light.


I am gonna utilize energy,
Using e=mc square.
In the game of life,
I opted dare.


I am gonna live my life,
And will live it clean.
May be for that,
Sometimes I am gonna look like mean.


I will shoot like a rocket,
And will travel to mars.
In the pursuit of happiness,
I am gonna break all bars.


I am gonna get happiness,
All sadness gonna explode.
Like it used to be,
In the tale of princess and toad.


If you wanna join,
Just give me a call.
This time I am alive,
And not stopping at all.


Thursday, November 12, 2009

I





I am the one,
Who can have fun.
With life on stake,
On the point of a gun.


People do ditch me,
And I do miss.
But I can enjoy,
With a life like this.


I am a liar,
I can put a fake smile on my face.
If it make someone smile,
Then I can do it again and again with grace.


I am broke,
With a broken heart.
But I don’t care,
Because there are many start.


I am the one,
Without coordination in dance.
But for little happiness,
I can beg for a second chance.


I do agree,
Sometimes I hurt you.
But that was not intentionally,
So I beg an apology to you.


For my friend,
After losing 8.5 out of nine.
I can still stand and say,
That I am totally fine.


I don’t care,
And I don’t give a damn about all.
But I do care for those,
For whom I can fall.


I am the one,
Who can get into a fight.
It should be for friend,
No matter its day or night.


I am the one,
Who is sometime rude.
Because I get pissed off,
With fake miss and dude.


I get in trouble,
And I do fight.
But don’t you think that,
Fight for fun with a friend is alright.


I am the one,
You would sometimes find me weird.
I am different from your all other friends,
And for that I am not feared.


I was never bad,
But you perceived it wrong.
It hurts a lot,
But I am still trying to be strong.


If I get a chance,
Then I would show you.
That there are no ill feelings,
In what all I do.


No matter how hard it gets,
But I will still find reason,
For little and sweet happiness,
In each and every season.

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.



Sunday, November 1, 2009

Mistakes




One day I might wake up,
And will find angels by my side.
They would ask me to fly up,
And will say they are here for my ride.


I would be begging them,
To spare me one more day.
May be they would do that,
And will give me one day to say.


But one day won’t be enough,
Because I would know what all I did.
Then I would realize,
How many times I did.


But I don’t wanna beg,
I want to do that all now.
May be that’s why I am here,
Sitting and finding to do it how.


I would like to die in peace,
With my mind and my heart at rest.
I want when I would die,
People will say I did my best.


I know I do mistakes,
And so many already have been done.
People say its human who do mistakes,
And I might be among worse human one.


Its me who committed them,
And I know that I can’t undo.
Forgiveness is all the need,
And it is all up to you.


I don’t wanna do it in future,
But  I know that I might do.
So I am apologizing before,
To all of you.


I am sorry if I hurt you ever,
But seriously I never had intensions to do.
And still in my hard time,
By my side I will expect you.


Because I am among those humans,
And that is the fate.
Its better I realize it now,
Instead of realizing it late.





Tuesday, September 15, 2009

They Need A Life...


We get pocket money,
they get wage.

We can ask for more,
but they have to manage.


We watch movies,
and eating out is what we like.

They have to search food,
or they have to live like on hunger strike.


When we went to playway,
they started work.

We raise our status,
by calling them jerk.


People love wine,
people drink beer

What all they got,
are just their tear.


We select clothes,
according to day.

They wear same,
on each and every day.


People eat sweets,
people like honey.

They cant eat,
coz they don't have money.


What do they did,
whats thier faults?

Why they have to live a life,
with so many halts?


I don't know,
Its who to blame.

But they are the prey,
In this damn game.


They born as poor,
Its not there flaw.

Then why are they treated,
with a different law?


May be its the life,
Which play all game.

For some its joy,
for them its a flame.


We complain our life is boring,
and we live like a tame.

Everyday they wake up,
And the things they do daily are the same.


They need a life,
Its more than a pray
that what all we can doo.

But still I pray,
They get a life too.

If not a very high one,
Then atleast like we all do.