Leave Poem

Leave Poem

I did not go to the office today

Today, I avoided my work place,

Why? I am unsure

Maybe I just did not feel like today.

All night the previous night

I twisted and tossed and turned in my bed

while my mind in a fit vomited

Puked thoughts all night

And it puked so much,

that there came a little blood

And all I night I could not sleep

Lying awake, neither could I smile

nor could I weep.

When I woke up

the throat of my mind hurt,

From the incessant passage of thorny and prickly thoughts

And now it does not say anything

or think anything

Whilst I cried with a headache.

And the only words that mind could utter

were ‘I am Tired’

And cannot remain in the cage of these thoughts;

It cannot stay wired,

So my soul in the matter interfered

And decided that it did not want to go

to the office today;

for there I shall find people,

who are as alien as the moon

I see their light and the monster that squats

But I don’t see the beauty

I cannot feel the warmth,

So, I decided to not go and see them

I kept my eyes closed and stayed,

And I realised that I do not like what I do there

And hence I go to the office today.

 

 

 

Advertisements

A life, a dream, a disguise

A life, a dream, a disguise

A heart full of hearts

A mind filled with surprise;

 

A chamber to wallow

The world to observe

And myself to follow;

 

All in this life I have

Is a life, a dream, a disguise.

 

Back bent, knee straight

Alone I sit

Whilst peace awaits.

 

And as every moment of this eternal existence,

Surfs its way by

I ponder upon the latest lie,

 

For that is all I have

A life, a dream, a disguise

A heart full of hearts

A mind filled with surprise.

 

A life;

a dream;

a disguise.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Me

It feels great to be myself now,

not a son or someone’s in law,

neither a friend, nor a foe,

Nowhere to come from,

not a place to go.

My myriad faces and their scars,

the body, mind, and my soul,

It’s great to be left only with them now,

Nobody to ask a question,

and none waiting for an answer.

There is nothing to lose,

No fortune, no fame

And there is no one to blame.

Now, it’s just me

And it feels great,

It feels like god being just me.

Help

Help me, 
Would you ?
For I have fought more than I should have
More than I was meant to
And now I cannot anymore
So would you help me give up.
I have walked too fast, and for too long now
I have walked more than my feet could
And now they refuse to walk anymore,
Would you please let me stumble and fall in your embrace.
I have smiled a lot in my solitude 
I have laughed all alone 
more than anyone should
Never mind that I could,
But now I can't deceive myself anymore
So would you just look into my eyes
And let mine cry.

 

The reel

The reel

In some way or the other
Memories find their way,
In some form or the other
They creep into my heart,
And rewind the reel of life
Taking me back to the start.
And then again play
But on fast forward,
The film of my past,
As myriad images of myriad people, and moments begin to flash,
Both good and bad-
Both joyous and sad.
And they play on, until
They trace back to my aching heart,
And to me, in the present,
Where I sit in solitude
Watching, as they fall apart.

The Depressed…

They said he roamed the earth

With him empty heart,

And a soul desolate and depressed,

His life; an enigma to all

His feelings and thoughts suppressed.

They said, where ever he went

He doomed all, living or dead

His aura so despondent

All joy and happiness fled.

In his presence, 

The birds couldn’t sing,

Scared even to flap their wings,

And the trees, they shed their leaves

And the flowers gave up to grieves.

The world had never witnessed

Such lonely soul as his,

Spreading sorrow all over,

He deported all the bliss.

He lived without a life

Isolated amid the crowd,

And he died alone,

With no tears shed on his shroud.