Endless nights!

She said a silent prayer as she bid goodbye,
tried so hard not to cry,
Every step he took increased her fear
of never being able to hold him near.

He walked with a gun in hand,
into a bloodsoaked land.
He was ordered to shoot everyone in sight,
so he shot on blindly into the night.

She stood at the door waiting for her dad,
she had wanted to show him the medal she had bagged,
but it had been six months since he'd left home,
he had left mommy and her all alone.

It was his sons birthday as he stared,
his only son who'd ventured into a field he'd never dared,
and now as they buried the flag covered coffins,
he cursed God for punishing his son for his own sins.

REFLECTIONS!

my lines made you cry
so to be happy i did try
and so i sat down to write
a simple story of my life

not a line came to mind
happy moments were hard to find
my efforts were all in vain
all i could remember was pain

my life blinded by misery
lies, betrayal, ruthless treachery
how does one forget it all?
forgive the ones who made you fall?

many would call me weak.
the irony is not lost on me
coz if you could really see
i am stronger than what you would ever be.

BLUES!!

Its just one of those days - life seems to be a total wreck, everything that can go wrong does, troubles seem to mount as each moment goes by, you wish you could make them disappear or run away..but all you can do is face them hopelessly knowing that its a lost battle because the only person who could have saved you is miles away unaware of what you are going through!

disenchanted!!!

I hate the pity in their eyes,
the fake smile and the reassuring lies,
through hollow eyes they love to see,
the shattered wreck i've come to be..

JUST TO SAY...I'M SORRY!!

I’m sorry I broke your heart,
But it was so fragile and weak,
So thin,
Just waiting to be snapped into two.

I’m so sorry I broke the strings of your guitar,
But they were so tempting,
Just waiting to be ‘plucked’.
And I don’t think,
Anyone would miss you play anyway.

I’m sorry I tore the poem,
The one you wrote for your sweetheart,
But it was so silly and funny,
And I don’t think,
He would have read it anyway.

I’m sorry you fell and got hurt when I pushed,
But I just had to check,
When you said,
‘He would always be there to break my fall’.

I’m so sorry I ran away with your love,
But you said he was so perfect,
And I found his love so easily transferrable,
I couldn’t resist.
I hope you find someone better.


*this was written after i read "This is just to say" by William Carlos William. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as i enjoyed writing it.

ANSWERING THE CALL

I come to you broken and torn,
Wondering if you could put me back together.
I come when I’m all alone,
Hoping maybe you could make things better.
Don’t turn me away right now,
I came in answer to your call.
Don’t push me away so far,
I came because I thought you could break my fall.

THE DEVIL'S CHANT!!

Tell me how you'd like to die?
Will there be silence or will you scream and cry?
Shall i drain life slowly out of you?
Or should i invent something totally new?
Should i let blood drip and spread,
Till you see nothing but the red?
Rip you apart piece by piece?
Or just feed you to a hungry beast?
Shall I have mercy and let you rot?
Oh tell me! what you want and what you do not.
Shall I let you die in peace?
Swift and quick, down on your knees?
Ask and i'll grant you you're last wish.
After all, it is but your "last" wish.


.....wrote this in class. dedicated to bunty for switching on d fan even wen i was unwell. he just wouldn't listen.