Silence

Silence, when you look back in time

reminding you of something

and nothing you can do about it

but remain just silent.

Silence, when in a boring class

your clock tick-tocks

neither you can bunk, nothing good you can do

you then have to stay, silent.

Silence, when a mom watches

her kid going away from home

 want to cry, express what she feels

but for the better future she remains, silent.

Silence, when a friend notices

his best-friend changing

things going worse

he chooses to be, silent

Silence, a simple word it may be

with a simple literal meaning

but when you search deep down

you will take the shelter of silence

Silence, a loudest cry for help

Or it may be, just being yourself

Silence at times it can mean anything

But ultimately I say, its just nothing.. 

The Present

Without knowing the content

I wanted to create a legend

And how tedious it can be

When you are suffering from an emotional spree

The present I got

Wrapping sarcastically to manipulate my thought

Curious to know the future in the box

But present lies, hiding all its stock

And how complicated the things goes

When past nudges and constantly pokes

But still I need to wait for the right time

Without any hint, without any sign

Devilish heart and curious mind

Please be quiet, Oh! Be quiet… 

NOSTALGIC

It seems just yesterday when I entered this class

And how nostalgic the feeling cud be,when I entered room 1007 B

The first day in my colg I remember

My dad dropped me wid all advices and pamper

And den I saw faces,some of which I ‘ll never forget

And den I got frnds some of which I vil never be able to get

A different reputation it may be,as if now it matter

The first trip to mani square and life long chatter

Now as the days passed and we grew older

From fest,  fresher and nicco trips, we were also religious pandal hoppers

Treats, gifts and birthday bashes

And just like that, these 3 years passes

Bunking and eating out became part of our colg life

Some great ppl I got, wid some memories so bright

And how nostalgic, you imagine I feel

When again I entered that 1007 B 

JUST ANOTHER DAY

lost in my thoughts

In not so boring class

The lazy afternoon

Now adding to my fuss

With a typical thinking pose

Thinking of lilies and rose

Friends sitting beside

Giggling, laughing and making noise

This may be just another day

People working and going their way

A just another day taken from our lives

A just another day added to our lives

A lazy afternoon

All blurring my mind

Leaving friends, places

And memories behind

And now almost when half of the day has past

I wonder how the time flies so fast

And teacher is still teaching

We all busy in our work

Laughing, giggling and shouting

And that’s how just another day passed..

A MOMENT

For a moment again, I thought about you

For a moment again, Had a tear for you

For a moment again, I tried to manipulate

For a moment again, I wanted to recapitulate

For a moment again, I saw your face

For a moment again, it hampered my pace

For a moment again, I lost the race

For a moment again, my heart beat raise

For a moment again, I didn’t wanted to win

For a moment again, I thought I did a sin

For a moment again, blamed it all on me

For a moment again, the old pain returns it seem

For a moment again, I felt alone in crowd

For a moment again, I am lost in my thought

For a moment again, I hated my self

For a moment again, the ocean appeared useless…

Trifling Trivial Fight

In a cold windy night

Of roaring waves and rising tide

An earthen lamp was lying

On a lonely side

It was sure to go out

So sure to die

Bt still the flame fought

For its death to glorify

What a fight that was

With roaring winds and rising tides

What a fight that was

With just the flame on one side

Lamp told flame to get back

To run for its life

Oil suggested it to hide

To be sure that it survive

Shouts and screams

 And loads of cry

Prayers and curses

And valour  and  joy

Finally the flame won

Finally it survived

But suddenly the lamp broke

And suddenly the oil spilled

The flame saw its death

Dancing gracefully in its win

It greeted the enemy death

With hands in welcoming gesture

For that ferocious fight

Is now what hardly matter

And then the flame died

But never got a peace of mind

It lied in its euphoric world

Far from the world so unkind

How worthless that fight seemed to be

How meager that glory was

Because when the flame died

It was due to the one it had pride

Churlish and Candied life

I sometimes wonder about my life

And yes, I am finally out of fear

For I procured people around

So caring and so dear

For I got many hands

To wipe my single tear

and when I peeped above my self made horizon

It was so enthralling, so clear

And yes I faced many thrashings

From the world so callous and unclear

But still this world is the nicest place to live in

If you are receptive and can bear

The harder you fall the higher you rise

Dreams maybe fretting, may shatter

For everyone fall on the same ground

But it’s the repercussion is what which matter

So keep adding the chocolate icing

To the cake you think as bitter

With every rising sun and every shining moon

I reckon you will make it sweeter...