Gravity and other things.

Love Gone Wrong

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

(I am not your baby any more…

because like every good thing,

it has to end, Leave me alone

as the Dawn has gone.) 

 

 

Devouring into dark. Gravity pushing me down,

Dying like a creature, Crawling in town

Dirty street fights, Shady lonely nights

 

Tired of the expectation, Puzzled- lost in migration

You gifted me, With maze of thoughts

Intimidating each other, like the vipers hiss

Hungry for blood

 

I played with your fingers,

Disappearing into other,

Like we were one, bond

Now its screwed ,Like a game of maze

Shady grey nights, And hazy warm days

 

Oh come on, take this load off me

I hated gravity, And now i hate you

Coz i wanna be free,

of this-  Sticky – toxic glue.

 

(I am not your baby any more…

because like every good thing,

it has to end, Leave me alone

as the Dawn has gone.) 

Destined to light

Light and Life

Clouds sometime cover the sun,

but they cannot block its rays

Because it is destined to light.

Sun has a purpose to serve,

Gifting us a day next to dawn

Burning itself for the nature

Crushed by stones,

Misery and pain

Clinging to its root,

Unearthed by Rain

Clouds are but a small obstacle

There is light and there is dark,

and there is this fight

Getting life, to show some despite.

Rejuvenated with light,

Clouds sometime cover the sun,

but they cannot block its rays

Because it is destined to light.

Please Rain

Rainbow parked,
So beautifully arched.
Painted with peace,
Rhymed with ease.
What’s beneath that arc,
the end of dark.
I want this rain,
once again.
To shower the dust,
remove the rust
because I want to feel free
Because I want to live again
Please rain….

Beggar

Yes, he walks

like he rule the streets,

the young with a torn jacket.

leather boots covered with mud,

Shoe laces entangled vividly

Orange cap , Christ locket.

he flaunt stardom

in so many ways,

” Jesus Loves you,

But i am his favourite”

His T shirt says,

He carry an offending smile

Dirty face, chewing gum

He is someone, but not a beggar,