Nirma March

For night never really did took place,

For light and hunger took its place,

The time before the sunrise we headed off,

Mocking and talking all along,

Laughters fill up the streets of night,

With a hint of mockery and all,

The tea and biscuit was only to fill up the thrist of hunger,

Then we decided to head back,

Till we change our path to way home,

Singing the nirma march through the silent roads,

Light flashed but we never stop,

We march with song in our heart,

Dare could anyone could stop us all along,

For 10 there was and till end 10 there was,

For the not happened night has ended its run,

And sunrise is now on its way. . . . . .

Contradictory words

Here I'm here for a another run with night,

Battling my sleep,

A tablelamp is spreading its light around,

My guitar and me just around,

No one there to listen the words and notes,

Its good I guess,

Darkness surround me,

Negativity fill up my mind,

There is nothing divine at this time,

Something urges me go on and on,

Its gud to be alone after all,

For I'm never alone,

Loneliness surround me,

Words don't leave my mind,

For nothing there,

Nothing is what you take with you in the end,

Leaving all behind,

Your body,family,friends and so much more,

Moon shines under the sun's light,

Providing a shadow from the heat rays for a while,

We all are here right now,

Partially dead for now,

Till we rise again,

Some may won't,

With the wall I lay my back,

Resting upon it write this thing,

Sleep is slowing seeping in my mind,

Till it completely shut down my mind,

So that I can't oppose the night. . . .

Struck up

Struck up in this room,

Can't leave it anyways,

Brain is dead from boredom,

A teacher blah blah away,

Words ride an aeroplane and go flying,

Wish it could crash in my head,

For I regret my decision now,

Even watching RGV ki aag is better now,

The world outside looks so much better now,

Wish I could run away some how,

Sleep is on my mind,

It makes sure it stays here,

Partially hallucinated lectures I see,

Like a tv running with faulty cable continously,

Wish it could end now somehow,

Time should pick up its pace and end this run now,

For I waited in this room,

Waiting for end of this blah ba lo lo. . . .

Dark void

Down the dark void zone I fell,

Don't know how to stop my fall,

Dark I'm inside,

Sometimes wishing it just end anyway,

Conflictory mad mind,

Why I can't be normal,

For everything flashes in my mind,

For I don't feel that much alone,

For I have you by my side,

That delicate touch,

And that warm in my hand,

Wanting you to be with you every moment,

And holding your hand just like that,

For I talked about you,

I feel this warmth,

Good or bad I dont know,

For I'm addicted to you too,

Still dark I'm inside,

Or it is the work of the mind. . . . . 

The world around me

The world around me,

Revolves round and round,

Night comes after day,

And a new morning after night,

I layed myself on the same bed,

That's with me from the time I started staying,

So many words on the wall,

What stays with me?

I guess nothing,

Those thristy bottles that got feed every night,

Tables that remained untouched maximum time,

A fan that tried its best to cover us all,

My heavy gravity laden bed,

The daily journey from bed to classroom,

On the mystical paths,

That make you lost,

And take you somewhere else,

In naked building classrooms are held,

Looking like it is more covered on the inside,

Tar laden paths,

That have a jail whose insides not known to all,

So much around,

Still nothing around,

Back from the classes,

I hold my guitar and play with it along,

Heading down the stairs to drink tea sometimes,

And have a walk of words and words,

Till finally resting on the gravity ladden bed,

To see the morning rays,

And start afresh again in the revolving world. . .

Just me

For I love being me just,

A confused,lost and day dreaming everyday,

With a little overworked mind ,

And a dark side,

Series of unanswered words on mind,

Sometimes feeling burried deep under ground,

Feeling joy in the smallest thing,

A urge for satisfaction,

Wanna see world though other's perspective,

Sometimes wanna just go away,

Music in my brain,

Keeps too many words away,

Forgetting most of the things,

People and face not be left out,

Yet it is just me,

An idiot or a stupid depends on how you see. . . .

There

Let cover you from harm,

Let me be your fallen angel from heaven,

To shield you from this dirty world,

Where money and source have a upper hand,

In live,rest other are left to suffer,

Let me take back to your world,

Where everything is good,

Where everywhere is equal,

Let me shield you,

Let me hold your softest hands ,

Take you somewhere far away,

From this wordly world,

Just me,you and you,

Time will passaway anyways,

Bad or good doesn't matter much,

At the end memories will remain,

For this world isn't that bad,

Or is it?

For I'm there to cover you up. . . .

Night oh night

Night oh night,

Why are you dark outside,

For daily I sleep under you,

Under your view,

Till I rise again,

You show me a different theater everytime,

Sometimes horror,weird,fanastical or nothing at all,

For you aren't dark in the inside are you,

All alone are you?

Cause no one is there to hear you speak,

So let me lend my ears to you,

To have dreamy conversation with you,

And slowly slipping away into a sleep,

Till I rise again and we converse again. . . .

On the way home

Here I lean myself to a pane of glass,

Beyond which the world is running by,

Headed towards home I went,

Aboarded a glorified vechicle,

I embarked 3 hours before,

For most of me is stataic for now,

Dimmly lited bulb and mobile light,

Is all there to provide light to my eyes,

With wind flowing through my face,

And I headed towards home,

Vechicles zoomed by,

Tires of the bus rolling,

With the sync of the driver's hand,

For we are all are his puppets now,

Atleast for now till the journey doesn't finish,

Darkness all around,

Some light lited trees to see,

Tiry the eyes have been now,

Waiting for that slight closure to drift away,

Back to my dream,

For I may go now to drift away. . .

For what I see outside now is nothing but darkness around,

Only dark figured masses,

Some lited up house at a distance,

Clouds lighting off in a distance far away,

Stars and the moon are having a day off,

Nothing to pass time with,

Bus picking up its pace,

Rumbling of the window glass pane,

The horn of bus screeching through the silence of the night,

Illuminated path is ahead and darkness in behind,

For the sky is not perfectly black,

It had a hint of dark orange color around in some parts,

The night is silence now after a heavy rainy day,

Finally some lighted scenario,

Nearly empty bus,

People around closing up for the term of the day,

Don't know strange feeling flows,

Somewhat it can't be explain,

But only be felt,

For night I love more than day,

It always had a hint of attraction towards it,

Don't know I'm dark or light inside,

For now I'm starting to enjoying it a little....

Going on

Orphan one

I lacked for that love that you irritate from,

For I would never have that motherly touch and father's high shoulder ride,

For you may live in under the spoilt luxury,

I would still urge for it,

Here I'm all alone,

For no one would there would be there to hold my hand,

No one is there,

No motherly cooked food,

No proper birthdays,

The thing you throw away so easily,

You will never its value,

For you will never know its value till you lost it,

That how the world goes,

I'm tagged with a orphan tag,

Isn't there is anyone to claim me again,

For I also deserve the joys,

For even the small one would be big enough for me,

For I'm alone,

Lost and unguided. . . . .

Dark white

A white world,

Sitting between the rocks,

Looking at the iced lake,

What a sight to see,

No life arund yet full of life,

Echo of movement can be felt,

For I'm alone here,

So nice to be here,

White white snow,

Icy it felt,

Don't why i feel dark inside,

With this light outside,

Pitch black it is ya,

Like a blackhole,

For even not the light can illuminate it away,

Heart beating to the beats of music,

A different type of feeling flows,

Weird yet warm ,

For all leave aside,

I'm happy. . .

Positivity

What is positivity?

A little something which gives us a hope,

We all need it to live,

Some take it from words,

Some take it from thoughts,

Those who lived to see their end of life,

All had positivity to live on,

For with negative,

Positive exists,

We all need to look it,

Somewhere where it should be,

We live by that energy,

Great men all had it,

For you may think,

I speak no words of wisdom,

They are just words of life,

Even I live off on it,

Spread it to those who need it,

For someone too had given his energy to you,

Maybe your parents,

friends or a stranger,

When you lurched in darkness,

When you needed someone hand to push you out,

In times of despair and sadness,

In times of loneliness,

Just offer some energy,

For you will good,

For we are made of earth and we shall perish with it. . . .