Saturday, November 29, 2008

DIGNIFIED DEATH

Dedicated to people who have lost their lives in the
terror attacks across the world over all these years

Why should I die before time?

I did ask for a quiet place
I did demand for peace of mind
I loved to be left alone
Didn’t I deserve a dignified death?

I never favored any caste
I was not a part of any procession
I detested people getting slaughtered in the name of religion
So where did I go wrong?
Didn’t I deserve a dignified death?

I did complain about world not being a good place to live in
I did mention that life is not a fair game
I cried when things didn’t go the way i wanted them to
I wanted to run away and hide myself in a cocoon
But when did I say I want to say good bye
So why was I chosen to be killed by them?
Didn’t I deserve a dignified death??

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Why?

Why are we good to others?
Why do we take the philantrophist way?
Why is generosity talk of the town?

Why do we feed hunger struck fellow beings?
Why do we have the urge to bring a curve on someone's face?
Why do we sing the song of glory?

Why are we petrified to break promises?
Why are we trying hard to assist the needy?
Why do we stand with folded hands in front of him?

Beacause we believe "What goes around comes around"Is the drive and motive behind this justified?

Sunday, November 23, 2008

Always!

I am standing here crying out for you
I am reaching out to hold your hand
I am dying to feel your touch

I am desperate to see your shadow
I am waiting to grab your hand
I am longing for your mercy

I turned around
I looked around
You were no where

Then i see
A beacon
A storm
A fire
An Ocean
Deep within, the inner strength
And that is where you were, are
And Always will be!!

Thursday, November 20, 2008

May be!

I hide the pain
I hide the digust
I hide the grin
I hide the tears

I hide the smile
I hide the sigh
I hide the love
I hide the distress

That is the life i love
That is the life i hate
That is the life i live
That is the life i die

May be tomorrow will be not the same
May be tomorrow i will not hide
May be tommorow i will live
Mabe be tomorrow i will smile.

Whom do we belong to? Him?

There is so much chaos outside,
still deep within there is silence
Does this silence help me connect with him
so why is the silence so unnerving at times?

Is he standing by my side or at the other end?
Is he being inspirational or pragmatic?
Is he assisting or paralysing?

Inspite of him being around
still there is wrecking silence within.

Why do i need to seek answers for questions
when i have surrendered myself to him
WHY?