Watch your Back!

The night turns black,
and when it becomes difficult to track
the sight leaves a major crack.

Crack- a substance which is black

Gives you that which you lack

One which wasn’t on your rack

The surreal world belongs to jack

Frantic mutterings in the shack

Can someone please slap him? Whack!

Crack- where one man goes back in black

Jack in the meanwhile prepares to slack

Do enjoy but watch your back!

The Fall

The clouds above and the ground down
Between the two is me a clown.
And behind me is the entire town.

I stand there and wonder
What if its all a blunder?
I want to go down with the thunder

Thunder – one strike and gone
For others, their lives will move on
Only if my will was strong

Maybe it’s a good thing
Only if someone could sing
I’d feel like a king.


Only thing left to do
Who cares, afterall whose who
Everyones everything but true.

It seems as if it’s a call
And there is no one at all
To see me take this leap or fall.

Whatever. I cannot help to care.

The final question

Where am I ?
Where the world’s dry?
Or where there’s peace nearby.

Dry- as cold as ice
Everything but nice,
Strange thrice.

Put me in a fix,
First, when I was six
Just coming out of the mix.

Never wanted to be seen
Second, when I was seventeen
When being nice was being mean.

Everyone but none,
Third, I was twenty – one
Enjoyed everything except the sun.

Broken promises , untold lies
As I watch the time, oh yes it flies!
As my heart inside me cries

Cries- for it still wishes
Each beat that it misses
Nothing amongst the dishes.

Tonight as I sit in this place
Nothing in front of me, but empty space
Nothing is there, looks like an endless race.

With everything and nothing to do.
Time with self, of who’s who?
Who am I , who are you ?

Promises Unkept

It’s a usual thing to do
Say something , later,
We’ll see if we can actually do.

No ties can bind
Or give me a hint , for me,
I am blind .

Blinded with the shining lights
Caught in the shadows
Of what’s wrong and what’s right.

One question that still remained
Where are the those words?
Words, they are stained.

Words of mutual consent
Words only remain,while
People who said them went.

Somewhere, in the corner a boy wept,
For he wasn’t aware of
The promises unkept.

Black versus White

It was a fine day,they say.
Each in his very own way,
Looking down this hole
Zero , an empty soul.

To everyone it was clearer
About which one is dearer,
Some wondered about the bright
Some basked in the glory of light.

So, then the battle begun
To choose the chosen one.
In his mind he was right
The other one had sight.

Sigh , did the powers up in heaven.
Did the number increase from seven?

He thought he did lack.
He thought he lost his sight.
After all black is black and
White was unfortunately always white.

Hey!

Hey! we got no despair
Hey! there's no one to disappear

And now, everywhere everyday
he says she says what do I say ?

Hey I don't know what I would say
Hey I know what you would say

And hey! there's one more cloud to rain
And there's no one who lives in vain
Hey there's one more moon today
And there's no way , no way , is there anyway?

Hey! there's no more sun in day
Where is who , who is to say ?

And there is no more dead today
Hey! there's no more dark today

No faces , no traces .
Only scars remain!

it's lost

Oh yes its gone all gone. No way can it be back. Only thing I have ever had in life dat helped me get through my anxiety is gone and nothing but a cloud of dense smoke sorrounds my head, in short and simple words only thing that keeps hovering around my head is that of doubt. Only questions and unanswered doubts are what I have with me now. I tried so much to recover it back but no I have lost it it is in no way going to come back. The guy I was and I tried to aspire for is dead and I see myself standing on the same crossroads as I was on back in the eighth grade. What will I ever do in this life. Who will I have for me. I have no clue. The only one thing I ever had badly in me ,that kept me going throughout ,that made me believe that I was good is lost. I don’t have the power to search for a new one.
The one thing that made my life –life was my self -confidence. It’s nowhere in me now.