Needs and Wants

We have everything, but not ourselves

We have everything, but not our friends

We have everything, but not our love

We have everything, but not what we want

We ran behind everything, except for what we want

This is what I want, the heart whispered

but where will it take you, the brain hinted

So we left what we want, for what is safe

That’s how we left ourselves

We ran far and wide

Across oceans and seas

for what we thought we need

That’s how we left our friends

The love was too strong,

You felt you’ll never be wrong

But somewhere in that run for the needs

We left the need for our love too

So now we stand here

with all that we thought we’d need

But with nothing,

that we really wanted…

Breeze

The door had just opened,

after way too long

In came a gentle breeze,

for a moment too long

It’s just another breeze he thought

The longer he stood there,

in her gentle grace

The farther he went,

from the rest of the human race

Just then he uttered, “She is different”

The breeze whispered

“I am one, you have never seen”

She was soothing, gentle

and all what he looked for

Finally she was here to stay,

he dared not to say that loud

For the very thought of staying,

might make her want to blow away

So he waited to be certain

It felt great, the small talks

To hear her whisper,

was like music to his ears

He waited too long to hear this,

gentle melody of a breeze

He was certain she is here to stay

That one thought,

had undone it all

For then came a gust from the west

That took her with him and flew east

Then he thought,

A breeze never could stay

or did she really want to ?

He would never know

For now,

she was looking

always the other way…

Her Pain

She was hurt before,
and she is hurt again
By the very same people,
who cry peace upfront
and fight a shadow war

Her people have got used to this,
time and again they have been hit
By some cowards with no face,
and their cowardly actions

The people who should protect
are too busy squabbling
and eating away her penny
to fill their pockets
that her safety comes later

At least this time around
Pray for those souls,
Who lost their lives
and those poor lives they left behind

Please

Dont be silent,
or be fooled
It’s about time we stand up, and shout

WE WANT ANSWERS
AND SOME ACTION
WE DONT WANT MORE DEAD
WE WONT LET MUMBAI BURN...

Dream

The dream is so fragile

that I don’t dare see,

But I know deep inside

that’s what I want for me

So I kept it locked inside

the depths of my mind,

So much so, that

I even forgot where

I kept searching and searching

each time in vain,

For each time I looked

I didn’t know for what

Then came this day

when it found me,

Came up right to me and said,

“I am what you left behind”

Ever since that day

I kept it right in my heart,

Still too fragile

to show out to the world

One day will come

when I will choose my dream,

Over this world and its

fetters so dear...

A Flower

She was a simple flower

when he first saw her

he kept passing by her

but never looked at her

Then came a day

when she was not there

and that was the day

when he had it all clear

Now he was seeing it,

the beauty in her

that he had

failed to notice

He searched for her

all around,

and to his relief

she was just right around

Now he was sure

he’ll never let go

of a real beauty

whom he almost let go

Her beauty was no skin deep,

it was a glow from within

Her fragrance was like,

a sweet smile on her face

No one knew it,

better than him

For that lit him up

on the worst of his days

She was the smile

that he wore on his face

Hers was the hand

that lifted him some days

She taught him

how to love others

and to live for them

but asked nothing for it

His life was his lesson

she taught him that

‘coz she had seen it

closer than any had

For all this he had

only his love in return

The love of a friend,

a life time of it

He wished to pluck

and keep her for himself

so that he could

give her a life time of love

But the thorns around

wouldn't just let him

For she was a flower

not just for him

But for many like and unlike him...

Friends...

We meet a lot on the way

We lose another on the way

Some leave an impression

While others leave a depression

All that’s left are the memories,

of the times that we were together

That keeps us alive,

in this mad mad world

The memories of the lost ones

and the time spend with the new ones

Some are just friends

while some are friends forever...

Addiction

Too much for too long,

and you get addicted

Be it love or lust, it’s the same

Longer you have it in your system,

harder it is to live without it

His addiction was a bit different

No it was not love nor lust,

nor was it behavioural

It was pain, the unlikeliest of them all

It was the pain she gave him

To start it was once in a while

Then it was a part of his life

like every now and then

There came a day when he had to quit

He went as far as he could,

but no distance was a remedy.

He always got back for another dose

For he couldn’t live without it

For he was addicted

addicted to pain,

the unlikeliest of them all

Was it his love for her,

or was he plain addicted ?

These he never found an answer

not until now...