ALONE IN THE CROWD

I had a lot of things in my mind when I started my college. Some were as I had imagined, and some were not, but one thing is for sure; at any cost I AM doing what I always wanted to and it doesn't matter whatever obstacles come in my path.....

Alone In The Crowd

Far from my home
Estranged and alone
The feeling is not pleasant
Confronted and forlorn

It is not the same
As I had in my mind
Flamboyantly lame
I still have to find

Indeed I am here
Where I intended to
But still it's not fair
Unlike what I expected to

Whatever seems so bad
Ultimately makes me proud
Within it may be sad
Being so alone in the crowd

Alone in the crowd
World is noisy and loud
But don't they use to say
It's when success is allowed?

I am after the ray
Which I chased for so long
So why give up now
With such hurdles in the way

Heard it since my childhood
Success has its price
Will try as hard as I could
To get rid of all this vice

Doesn't matter to me
Whatever it will take
I shall surely be there
Where my true destiny prevails

Alone in the crowd
In the fire of loom
I will let myself shroud
To make a comeback very soon

Alone in the crowd
I am alone in the crowd

MORTAL GOD

Stuffs have happened in my life which forced me to suspect dear God's immortality.......

Mortal God

I cried on my knees,
I begged to release,
Tried my hard to be the best,
Who can make you please.

But now it seems another way
You too are touched by the mortal ray
Your immortality is evaporated I say
So why the hell now I should pray

For a long time of my apocalypse, I seek for mercy
Not much mind you, just a little uplifted foresee
But in return of all this, whatever I get
Was nothing much but total loss, frustration and regret.

Nothing is in you, as my father used to tell
Far from securing heaven, my life is converted into hell
Whatever I always expected, the opposite happened to me
The more I trusted you, the farther I fall into deep.

If you think me being blasphemous,
You are damn right
Because things around made me assured,
God is in mortal world of freight.

SIMPLICITY REDEFINED

Since I started writing poems, I always wanted to write a Rap. Eventually, I got the very topic to write one.

Simplicity Redefined

Come on all you guys!
Get ready for the hype!
Set it in the move!!
Bring in all the groove!!

This is a story of all simple blokes,
No alcohol for them it's only Coke.
They're very very commoner in the town,
But oops ya, don't you dare think 'em of a pawn.

They're the one with some really good stuffs ya
They got the guts that would've rocked the town ya
But they chose for low,
As everything would be slow.

They're the kinda guys whom gals really hate.
Far from loving them they would die if its a mate.
But they cared a shit,
Let go it in a pit.

That's the guys like me......ya......ya
That's the guys like you.....ya.......ya

It teases them a little,
But nothing to get brittle,
'Cause the guys I am talking 'bout
 Is in everyone's mitten.

So give a clap up,
Give a clap down,
Show some respect you dumb.
Don't be such a clown.

It's the guys like me.......ya.......ya
It's the guys like you.......ya......ya

Whatever they say, tomorrow is ours,
We are the one who will have all the power.
Being a simple, was never a sin,
It's just like having another kin.

Those who say against, fuck 'em in the mouth!
What they really need is a blow job in the south!!
So get cherished, it's all accomplished,
We are the one who got a good finish.

What I said before, I am saying now,
Simplicity never makes you act like a cow.
It's the style which meagre can't get in,
It's the policy which is best in runnin'.

So laugh out loud,
Blow the saddening clouds.
It's what makes us best,
Nothing was ever waste.

Get a move on,
Get a hype on,
Shake it in your body,
Make it all groove on.

'Cause we are the simple ones.........ya......ya
We got the applauding tonnes...........ya........ya
So get it now my friend,
Nothing is to lend,
Now I finish my story trend.

HO CHALI SHURUAT

After a long time I wrote this poem in Hindi because I was missing my first language a lot and besides that, I thought it would be best to write these thoughts in Hindi to make it more clear.

हो चली शुरुआत

मिल गए गर सपने जो धूल में
तो क्या छुट गयी आस
अभी न जाने पल हैं कितने
मायने जो रखते ख़ास

उठो रे मानुष अब तुम जागो
निराशा के बंधन को फेंको
सारी कठिनायियो को दे दो मात
अब हो चली शुरुआत

अब हो चली शुरुआत
मुश्किलों को गले लगाने की
अब हो चली शुरुआत
कंटका - कीर्ण  रस्तों पे चलने की

अब इनसे डरना है क्या
अब इनसे छिपना है क्या
पानी है जो मंजिल अपनी
तो फिर इनसे बचना है क्या

सफलता है नहीं नपती
उन्चायियो  से जो तुमने पाई
सफलता उससे है नपती
ठोकरे जो उन तक  तुमने खायी

याद करोगे एक ये भी दिन
जब सारी दुनिया थी अन्धकार में लीन
याद आयेगी तब वो बात
जब हुई थी एक शुरुआत
  

A WAY TO DESCRIBE THEM

It is human tendency to stop you if you want to try something different in your life. 'They" will do anything to persuade you for joining the 'safe side'. Can you guess which 'they' I am referring to here??

A Way To Describe Them

They say life is worth,
When you're on all four.
They will drag you into this,
In one long endeavour.
The pessimistic realism,
They adopted for themselves.
Ref to them, it is the best,
You can do for yourself.

What we call a life,
Is all blotched for them.
Superimposed monotony -
They need it for us to tame.
Talking of them, life is a corollary,
One shouldn't attempt any change.
But they've got no clue
Of the outcomes,
When inner fire is exchanged.

For them, we are a bunch of
Blasphemous vagabonds,
Ending in nothing.
But they never envisage things as we do,
And hence end up in loathing.
For them, we are perverted brats,
Lost in their way.
But what bliss!
We find extreme pleasure, as such they say.

Our livelihood is one big covert mystery for them.
Full of marijuana, they say,
It's a dirty game.
But they judge only a meagre,
As we all know.
Still they don't want to see,
The truth of major class though.

For us, better be an entrepreneur,
Than a normal self-imposed guy.
'Cause the ancestral trace versus current generation,
Is never going to tie.

LOVE AS I KNOW

I, like many people, have my own version of love. But this is certainly not that...

Love As I Know

PART I :

A cute little girl waiting for her guy,
And the bloke is late, she expected it and sigh.
Comes her dear mister, dressed like dude.
But his sweet mistress, looked a bit like shrew.

I was just there,
Waiting for my friends.
Eying them with care,
Laying of such 'yuck' trends.

I mean, why the hell of devil, she noticed those stuffs,
And why in the name of evil, the boy had those cuffs.
They afterwards, must've had lot of fun,
But please my friends, don't mistake me for a bun.

The love they make,
The love they show.
Is really out of meaning,
From the love as I know.

PART II :

A guy is riding with her girl on a bike.
There comes another, looking like a Tyke.
He got really excited, seeing pair of them.
Challenged them for a race,
They accepted it all the same.
The girl smiled a little
The Tyke became brittle
They zapped
They zoomed
But hey you watch!
Finally there was a loud boom.

I didn't stopped to see,
But my guess must be right.
They must've been to a hospital,
Their faces clenched tight.

I imagined it and laughed!
What a silly dare.
Was it really love,
With nothing to care?

The love they bet,
The love they show.
You see my friends,
Is all opposite as I know.

PART III :

Then I heard this one from a mate.
A friend of him had a girlfriend like Kate.
Everything was well,
They really loved each other.
But one day that fool
Thought a little further.
He offered her something,
Which immediately she deny.
He became mad with rage,
And said her words which never shall I.

It is not to say,
The very day they broke up.
But as you see my chap,
How the love was in this cup.

The love they joked,
The feelings they throw.
What to tell you guys,
It's not the love as I know.

FOUND GUILTY

To any extent I criticize god for all my sufferings, in the end the bitter truth is - it was all because of me......

Found Guilty

All I witness today is nothing but remorse
Like something queer of me is pushing with a force

This ultimate torment is bulging through my mind
As a donkey in stray is kicking with its hind

Sometimes I think, why its always me
Then it occurs this hell is 'cause of me

I take it or not
Let throw it or shot
But whatever is this
I call it guilty conscience

The fake confidence throbbing in my heart
Falls with a BAM in life's real cart

Whenever I arise, something takes me down
This I know my friend is as strange as a faun

People keep saying, "Life moves on".
But my eyes have seen, "Life rots on".

That's the very reason, I feel a little wear
Got so used to it, no space for a tear

I take it or not
Let throw it or shot
But whatever is this I call it guilty conscience