The Beast of Tomorrow

Defiance hides under the shadow of every kind.
The perfect character reveals a devious mind.
The habit of preying cannot be nipped in the bud.
Love doesnt satiate the quench for blood.

Antagonism reeking into the common mind,

Fabricated news turning everyone blind,

Unsung heroes lost in the shadow of royalty,

while opportunists breed under the guidance of authority.

Such surprises are not at all pleasant.

What we hear is not exactly what is meant.

Some secrets hurt when explored.

Some cold shoulders just cant ignored.

Behind every suffering, there is a silent scream.

Behind every struggle, there is an unshakeable dream.

Weak intentions can never make history,

unless the muscle of confidence pushes it towards glory.

Salvation has been yearned for a long while,

though knights in shining armour are expected the least.

Unknown to a scowling world devoured of a smile,

hope, known to man, might come disguised as the beast.

The Immense Desire

I may not be the one that’s chosen
May not be the one born for you
But have you ever had the slightest notion
how my life changed the moment I saw you

From dawn to dusk, my heart misses you
yet the fear of losing you, have my words frozen
Cant forget that look when you smile at me
an expression no less than a dramatic implosion

These undying feelings that I hold back
Because of the strength to confess that I lack
I wait for you to sense my immense desire
and break this ice of silence with your fire

From this world, before I vanish
if I ever had a final wish
I want you to realise that it’s true
from the depth of my heart, that I love you

Core of the Kernel

My heart shone like the moon, 

lavishly every night, 

never thinking that tomorrow soon 

the power of hate will rise to fight. 

My heart stood rock steady, 

to face the world, it was ready, 

Hoping to make them all hear its beat 

but only loneliness showed up to meet. 

My heart gave all away for love. 

Love it expected in return, nothing else

Thought it impressed with its charm

but retreated in failure to bear the harm

My heart became just a toy, 

a second fiddle resort to find joy 

used, abused and brutally thrown away 

reducing it from a pet to stray. 

My heart got played into this dirty game, 

kept aiming at the skies in multiple tries

Midway it won many a fame, 

but one loss equalled a thousand cries.

Sinister Alter-ego

A world full of prejudice

stubborn to change

where fools merry in paradise,

and the clever feels strange

A dreaded path you chose to walk

an ambition pushing you to win

Shamed by reality, you refuse to talk

as your hands are dipped in sin

In the quest to conquer, new challenges are born

But life continues to play unfair

Though you sacrifice and move on

your soul is left beyond repair

In the journey towards excellence,

jealousy drives character away

De-motivated of ego killing essence,

talent calls it a day

My Friend, The Darkness

Innocent actions with devious roles

Mercilessly preying on oppressed souls

Betraying trust is the new trend

true that darkness is my friend

What I know, seems unknown

The anxieties have overgrown

The nearest have pushed me too far

Deception has left a permanent scar

Beauty in the disguise of their pride

Busy lives; none by my side

Greed leaves no place for the kind

Ego has made emotions blind

In an attempt to gauge adversaries more,

I’ve seen allies walk out of my door

Relationships have come to an end

And darkness remains my only friend

Regrets Of My Life

I regret being in control

could never achieve your goal

Insanity tends to infinity

It's time to unleash my ferocity

I regret in believing what you follow

only made my soul hollow

It's time to lead and win

no scope to err or sin

I regret in being a modest child

Power is in being wild

Pain only makes me strong

Attitude makes right, whatever's wrong

I regret remaining calm

Its time that I wrought more harm

Make you look like a fool

Tell you that I'm here to rule

The Despotic Reality

It's just another day with lackluster

I know its courage that I must muster.

Though I'm established and I thank God,

I feel lonely as much as it sounds odd.

Despair requests to be a friend

as love seems to shy away.

Age kept seeing this changing trend,

a perplexed life with many shades of gray

Truth is disguised under a poker face

Silence seems to be the easier grace

Search for peace leads to a mysterious maze

Chaos spoils memories of a better place

In the fight with destiny to gain wealth,

I kept sacrificing that bit of good health.

In the race to win love and breath,

I keep getting closer to death.

Perception

A thought evident in my eyes,

I ponder to put words into voice.

I try but fail in expressing,

realising that this thought is only a feeling

Whenever the cloud of pain loomed,

a river of tears, my eyes cried

My heart felt a shiver of fear.

Why dark times do I have to bear?

Though saddness is part of our story,

Hope of sunshine balances our glory.

I realised my eyes were damp for no reason,

as every second of life is a new season

As I remain impatient in my heart,

I carry dreams in my eyes.

When I learn to flow like the free waves,

I can leave behind my acts of vice.

The Undaunted

I might be rude

You might hate me, dude

But I follow this ruthless code

when I play my game on God mode

There is no stopping me

No taming, changing or controlling me

In pursuit on the success path,

I continue to bring this undying wrath

I keep standing tall

when numerous mortals fall

When you put me in harm's way,

I'll still survive to see another day

You keep working on precision

though you end up with a failed decision

While my sadistic, negative addiction

continues to improve my perfection

My Attitude

You keep laying weak
as if you had no choice.
Ain't giving up my winning streak
I"ll make you all hear my voice.

Your defeat is what you found

when you showed up in the game.

But when I leave this playground,

You'll be screaming my name.

You fear to cross the line.

But I'll take whats mine.

Your life can't be measured right.

But mine tends to infinite.

Your identity will kiss dust.

but mine will never rust.

You never will stand a chance,

when I'll step up and dance.

Thinking of You...

When I live in days of blue

I calm down & think of you

Everything seems alright

I feel the sun shine bright

Life revolves & moves on

Takes an ugly turn around

Pain raises its hood & is reborn

All hope seems to be lost & gone

I find myself lonely on this boat

compelled to write that last note

This moment when my life seems untrue

that's when I think of you

Sorrow is sour like a slice of lime

Happiness happens in a matter of time

Staying positive in turmoil is the clue

A fact I have learnt from you

Slap of Time

Lives fell and grew.

Though it benefits a few,
it effects the rest of the crew. 
Slap of time known to generations, old or new

Changing time is an evident long drive 

And has moved across the continents five, 
The journey starts from harmony & peace,
ends on the road of pain & disease. 

Days of brotherhood live short.

Back are the days of crime
A havocked mind is wrought 
with the passage of aberrant time. 

Wheel of fortune has an ugly twist

Good turns bad and the bad turns good
Lives controlled by the shining dime
never survive the slap of time.

Humanity

 

I believed in my mind,

that one day in this city,

My lone and desperate search

will find me some humanity.

 

Our world boasts of numerous feats.

But when I walked down the streets,

I found lots of naked ill-treats,

dying for basic necessities

I tried hard for motivated help.

All in vain in this pityless soil.

The outcome was a bunch of etiolate excuses,

which made my heart to boil.

 

Now I walk aimless

with failures and no hope.

The day I see a ray of light

I'll stand up for my cause and fight.

Confused Obsession

She once said its friendship, 

not to dilute its meaning. 

She said it’s not love 

cause she had no feelings. 

Now she says she likes me 

but doesn’t want to elope. 

She says she cannot commit, 

wanting me to remain as a silent hope. 

She basked in my company 

enjoyed spending time with me 

She used to call and speak to me a lot 

and when she ain’t, missed me a lot 

She wants me to be there for her 

She doesn’t want to lose me ever 

She needs my presence in her life 

but she doesn’t want to be my prospective wife. 

Eye Opener

I may not be right

But I stood up for the fight

I may not be noticed in the crowd

But I still shouted out loud

I know I ain’t strong

But I'm trying to heal

I know I am wrong

But I'm trying to be ideal

I'm not the perfect dad

But I ain’t that bad

I may not be the rational son

But played my part & never did outrun

I might have offered a bed of thorns

But I've laid sheets of comforts

My hat doesn't pull out thousand cons

But covers a million truth that hurts

A rude behavior but a good soul

A sarcastic tongue but a positive role

Does life with me look like hell?

My friend! That in time, will tell.

The Dark Side

The wind will swiftly blow,

The rivers will violently flow,

The clouds will turn pitch dark,

followed with the demented canine's bark.

Lights will turn off,

You'll hear a wild laugh.

Window panes shall crash

on every lightening slash.

Your confidence will slowly die,

Your loneliness will make you cry,

All attempts of contact would be of no use

when all hell will break loose.

It's time to worry, honey

Neither men can save you nor money

You can see the rise of my era

my strength is on its sierra.

My ire shall bring in so much pain,

that you'll dreadfully lose as I gain.

The next time I'll raise my hood,

You'll know, I am the Game and I am that damn GOOD!!

Contended with others, but hungry for more...!!

It’s pretty strange. A few years from now, I had a lot to blog about. It seemed as if all the negative facets of life hovered around me. But it’s been some time that I really didn’t pen down a few words in this space. Why? That’s a question that I ask myself almost every day and that’s why today I am going to try to reason out the delay in getting back to what I do best – blog!!

I am not denying the fact that I’d have to go through stringent times, but these so called snags have taught me to smile at their face whenever they raised their hoods at me. I never thought that I’d say this, but this part of my life, this little part right here, is called Happiness.
It took me some time but it happened at the right time that I have started to value relationships. Amidst family, relatives, friends and colleagues, I feel I am living the dream. Known to be a laid back and rather self-caring individual, it’s been more than a journey for me to reach a stage wherein I feel I not only have grown of age but also developed an incandescent personality. Most of my life, I had been a pretty calculative and meticulous person which always made my thoughts go skeptical against any random decision taken. This insatiable attitude of mine earned me leisure and peace of mind but never helped me in expanding friendship base.

Probably, the twist of fate ameliorated things around for this male chauvinist and reserved attitude of mine to change. Well, I could accredit my sister for bringing about this change in me. In a way, she set the paradigm of an ideal friend to me. Her approach earned her friends who were ready to die for her. On close diagnosis, I discovered that she had made herself accessible to her friends for any silly requirement. And somewhere that’s how she made an impression and touched the hearts of many.

The lesson learnt here is that there’s no point in fighting with near and dear ones. We can never be sure of the skin that we live in. We never know the value of people until they exist no more in our lives. And then the trauma of the guilt is endless as you live with it for the rest of your life.
Humans can enact multiple emotions. One needs to be reasonable with others but at the same time be unreasonable with oneself. The reasonability transfers positive energy to others, makes them love you for the person that you are. Some return the favour, a few others feel indebted for life at your generosity while the rest enjoy the moment, laugh and forget about it. They may never feel the need to meet you again but if they ever did, they would surely return a smile.

But hey, let’s not forget the ‘unreasonability’ part as it has its own relevance in self improvement. The guerilla tactic for success is to be never satisfied with what you have and always crave for more. Maslow’s theory could have fallen in place provided he skipped the self actualization stage of the pyramid. The cliché is to stay hungry and seek opportunities to hunt the food for thought every single time.

Another Chance....

I wish I had another chance
to change this state of trance
If time gave me a choice
I’d want you to hear my voice

The words I’ve ever said
the tears that you’ve shed
wish I could get back in time
set those days in sync and time

I know and it’s true
It’s too late to set things right
Gone are the days of blue
everything is reduced to a repentant plight

Thoughts of you rains in my mind
and continues to rewind
I tried to battle it out with force
still could not move on in due course

Destiny planned an ugly twist
I’m still here but you no more exist
Life ends but sweet memories never die
cause as long as I live, it’s never good bye.

Half Empty or Half Filled

Good morning
Wake up, stop snoring,
Open the windows, feel the breeze.
See the swaying trees.
Enjoy this moment for a while
Turn around, give me a smile.

Sounds cheesy rather than cute; it was an attempt to make her morning pleasant. So I thought this petite ode would make her eyes gleam & her face smile.

To my consternation, I get a reply, “Those who think they know everything are very annoying to those of us who do”.

As always, I was left oblivious at her supercilious response. How does she always manage to maintain a track record in making a perfect gesture seem a paltry effort?
I know, I may probably never end up finding an answer to this dubious question but I am definitely not naïve to this situation. There have been frustrating times when I actually did google to find out different avenues of killing a person with a dry and sarcastic behavior. Believe me, if you are a person who has a self made esteem, a poignant mind and an “obviously superior to girls” stance, you ought to stay away from this lass. After spending more than four years with her, I can say so, with confidence.

You must be wondering, “Despite knowing her so well, why am I still in touch with her?”

Hey, it’s not that I am not man enough or that I don’t have a pride to protect. I am not only a chauvinist but also an egoistic person at the same time. But there’s something about this girl that attracts me to her. They say that still waters run deep. Most people (including me for some point of time at least) fail to perceive that real beauty doesn’t lie in a personality; it lies in a clear conscience.

Her approach to life is practical and within the boundaries of possibilities but her obnoxious methods of presenting it, sometimes challenges the mental capacity of a commoner.

Still not convinced? Let us just revisit my ode against her hard hitting statement. The world, consumed with pollution, is headed towards global warming and I am talking about swaying trees and cool breezes. But her statement that talented people find boastful ones abhorrent makes a lot of sense in reality.

Now you see, we ignore the rationality as we are already turned off by discourtesy. We always see the glass that’s half empty. Ever thought about considering it as half filled?

The Veracity

We raise an ambitious cry.
We boast about our guts.
We may think that we are a city of joy.
But we are no more than a residence of helpless huts.

We live our lives in deafening noise.
But plunge into silence when crisis looms.
We always make the cowardly choice,
Doesn't matter if the world around us dooms.

We expect the skies to rain
when we can no more bear the heat
We expect a world without pain
when the only efforts we take against it, is retreat.

If only life was so simple,
the world today, would’ve been a better place.
But reality is not a sanctified temple.
It’s an abysmal plethora of disgrace.