angel!

With white feathered wings
skin like glowing sunshine on dewdrops
essence of a green lush meadow
an angel will walk the earth
with glow all around her...

Psy Trance State!

Psy trance state!

its difficult to comprehend. But the stage i call it is psytrance state.
Wher life’s jst floating, with no strings attached. Tripping high.
I jst don’t wanna know who’s dancing beside me. Becuz many a times I think m alone. Heart beating heavily on every beat. Sound that blows up mind.
But all in this mist I wana b alone. I want to njoy every beat n every sound of it.
Becuz past relations I hve realized, I had no rhythm or ther was no co-ordination between. I wanna change things! Start with some new songs and take my life to it. Not looking back but watching every move n taking every step
In perfect rhythm.
Becuz I like it when a line reads,
“If to dance is to dream, then you make dreams come true”
And I have dreamt of things I want to do.

Peep Hole of time!

peep hole of time!!!

confusion of all around..


i dono what lies ahead. things are coming back in circles.
Things which I never expected to be.
People I don’t expect to be.
U c thru the peep hole of life they are one,
n when u open the door they r different.
Why do they change? Why they are so different?
Why things cant be the same as they look.
People are scared to trust to luv.
Traveling thru one time period at same moment
they don’t believe each other.

U c something thru oneside and by the time the door opens u don’t find those people.
That’s what I call a peep hole of time.

Missing Link!!!

Evrytime u come across the feeling of been hollow from inside,
the thought when u r enjoying with ur friends,
and ur going tell these moments to tht person,
the name which pops up first,
is tht "the" person for u...
is it been foolish in ur thoughts,
or is it really smthing missing,
is it tht u crave for tht person...
leaving smthngs unexplainable is good.
these are jst spur of moments...they are like popcorn
they pop up when heated...

writing these down also is a popcorn,
may be 2morrow i may find it foolish enough to look at also.
may be 2morrow i wud say wht a waste of time,
i am not like this...
but these things help me grow.
building the world around me whch i wanna experience...

Life in Sharing!!!

Been 9n half months...in place calld gold mine.
gold mine has been for me. all stoned hearts.
no feelings in the work.
all walking as zombie's. the more closer zombies r whom i be around.
life is land of dead. n m the "shawn of dead"....lol....m watching lots of movies.

movies, money n madness.
people living in here for penny...living together in a small house whch cud be hen house back there natives.
2,4,10,16 people dumped in one house. ha ther goes the city of gold...
the only gold colour they c is yellow when the heat brings them down...............
sharing bed spaces...deals...compromises.........
compromising life to make it better for future........
whts the use of such life...as whn is the age tht u shud enjoy
the beautiful life tht god gifted wth most lovely family u will get.

Fragile life^

life at the juncture of when boy becomes a man.
the responsibility which falls on the grown shoulders...is big...
hve those shoulders become so strong...
r those still those of tht person who has lived life carefree..
wth maximum one responsibility...

trying to enjoy on every sec of life...trying to prve himself...is he ready...
is he ready to take it all. life...partner...family...

DOPE

somethings never change. the almighty cycle goes one. being grinned in some corner.
tiered of life. What's its like being on dope, the juice.
Counting the best masturbation u had into 10, the float of life, without wings.
every wrong, every injustice, every feeling which makes u hate
about yourself are microscopic then. everything goes silent.
things got to change. Pray harder? hmm. yea my friend says god got a hard on.
the test for survival infront of him goes on. may be the light will shine like knife through butter,
i won't even feel it........i will b all gone...............
help me...............................................................................god.

Dew Minutes!!!

a beautiful morning starts with fresh fragrance of morning rains.
life has changed so much, normally a dull looking atmospher has changed to the fresh day of life...
looking thru the windows of the car....the dew drops travelling back wth the time...
new drops falling as new events for life...
the underlying chill of weather telling my soul, m missng u...
listening to luv songs...makes mind run to the moment wher i wanna be..
thoughts running to speed of sound....everything so perfect as i want...life running to slow............
i dont wanna end this moment...but things hve ther beauty when they r to limit...
thts when u feel life changes...new things come n go..may b better things come, may b not...
but in the hope for the better ther's always a new sunrise.....

chatak!!!

counting dayz for the last 10 months. awaiting every sec of the life to pass...
waiting for the day to return bck home. looking bck to every moment of life spend at home. thinking how much it must hve changed. the small showcase...my workplace. the alley wher i use to play. the shouting of neighbours.
the place wher i use to sleep..........the chaotic nights.
the small kids who use to come near for chocolates.

every small thing..which i made me feel at home...
so much of anticipation...so much eagerness...

u my friend...

Did I lose you my friend
8yrs of weird relation
the quality time
sharing it equally
fighting over stupid things
laughing over life
being innocent in childish thoughts
debating for things of no money
I didn’t lose u then…
Is maturity testing us
Were we better before
Or are we getting better
For the good deeds of my previous life
The almighty has gifted u to me
Is he taking it away, for me not being worthy
Am I losing you now…u little sweetheart
I did made stupid mistakes
But those were only a spur of moments
Now there is life with no soul…

Distance has taken out best from us
A week seems like a decade
But for something’s to be better
Sacrifice has been the word
Feels like running to you with every rush of blood
But then Something’s got to wait
To hold back has being very difficult
I haven’t gone far
M ther, ther just besides u…
Listening to u…taking care of u
Though m hearing every beat of yours, u wont c me
Let time decide our faith
Till then m missing u my innocence…

angel!!!

"Every morning I wait
i wait besides the creeek
at wooden bench which
makes me feel at home everyday
but the fading cold night
the cool breeze tells me
that y, I shudn't be ther than anywhere
becauz they know i miss u in them...

the fresh air, diminishing light
the noise of the migratory birds
the warmth of the young sunrays makes
me feel that i shud be here
than anywhere in the world

I donno who is my friend the
morning buddies or the cold nights.
but they all know i wait and wait for u...my angel.

time off!!!

to smell the earth
to count the stars, to giggle and laugh
to watch the rains to miss the train to sleep again
to run and play to to fight again to loose again
to smile again to feel again to live again.. take some time off dear



These four lines were written by my dear friend.
the image is shot by me...
i donno y but i liked the way she said..."Take some time off"

Destination...

Everyone has their destinations
everyone has their home,
the morning birds have theirs,
no matter how far they go
how far they search for a better land,
they return home
the sunrays, whole day they spread
throughout the corner of the earth,
enlighten everything and everyone...
return to the night

everything searches for better life
better world better tomorrow but
they forget everything starts
from one thing and ends at one.
but we humans will always
talk about these things
but fail to understand or follow
such things.
I am not “The One”
Just young enough to know things
From other experiences and
make my life better.

Everyone I talk to, everything I experience
Has the same story to tell
They are in search of better tomorrow.
But they say life at innocence was better than now.
They miss from where they started.
I miss mine too, I know life
Was better in past I know I am
Gonna miss my home, but I wanna walk this
Trodden path as human I won’t except the fact
That life was good in the past
But as the nature cycle continues
I will be also shredded as one of the
String and by the time
I understand these things
I cud have experienced so many things
That I will feel this was right…