MAYUR

MAYUR Apr 2019

Joker

Laugh clown laugh
This is grief and there's no mistaking
People will wear you out and move on
But you know there's no running
From Gotham's decadence
The wishful ignorant oh so hate to covet
Laugh clown laugh
Even when your heart is breaking
This cannot be remedied by any balm
The whole city will be left burning
Delivered from providence
Behind the chaos a laughing silhouette

After looking at Joaquin's Joker

MAYUR Dec 2018

Final minutes

The dying breathe the hardest at the last minute,all of life goes by in a flash
The heat of life's many summers leaving,eternal cold awaits the flesh
And you can't tell me any different, no matter what your idea of the after
Your strength and might will fail to pen this phase of your chapter
And all your money, your women, your house of illusions fade away
When the night ever so gently calls, here dreams will hold no sway
Whether one be guilty of innocence,he shall be tried nonetheless
The trials of your humanity will be seen through a fair lens
And you can't tell me any different, no matter what your allegiance
I've been that man who has spent a lifetime siding with ignorance

MAYUR Aug 2018

Midlife crisis

A rather seamy side of life
Set to repeat day in and day out
Part of this racquet for money
They say it's a need for living about
Once you take from them, your being is bound
Till one day your insides scream but it won't make a sound
Are you still paying loans on that affordable home?
Are your toddlers pestering you for a smartphone?
Have you upped your dose for that ache in your bones?
Do you still deny that the man you once knew was gone?
A rather dark twisted mind
Dreams to exist outside of time
You're bleeding about your face
Age has caught up to you in this rat race
Taking a little from them has taken a lot out of you
You chose to live a beautiful lie, truths you chose to eschew
So you still show up with an inch of makeup?
Oh, so the crowd still loves the face you put up?
Every time you chose not to speak your being forward
You avoided an admission into the crowd's mental ward.

MAYUR Jun 2018

Now

New nows come from the after
Never a now that stays
What you thought was a chapter
May just be but a page
For many a scribbles jotted when
Of what made sense then
Some of it I'd like to have erased but
Time happens to be a pen
Don't go round about counting nows
Instead make the nows count
Finish the **** book before you die
Your stories will be here to haunt

MAYUR Nov 2017

Autumn's child

Can you hear the listener?
When you happen to be the observed
How the black of his eye can reflect
and mirror into your own
As the same light goes back and forth
Can you hear the listener?
As an infinite pause in the eternal now
Where words find depths and sink
And that which you'd forget
Will echo back exactly as it were told

For he's the Autumn's child
With November's gift of remembrance
Every story finds a place in him
Tales that survive many a winters

MAYUR Oct 2017

Wanderlust

Why ,this rider has been long
Wearin' the rain and the sunshine
The love of the road, says
"She's all that's ever been mine"
Living the changing seasons
Never giving home a thought
"I'm one of those wayward sons
My dreams cannot be bought"
There's no getting lost here
When journey is the only goal
"This feeds my wanderlust
And I've given up all control"

MAYUR Oct 2017

So it rains

So it rains to our discomfort
Never fails to show our loopholes
Bringing movements to a halt
Exposes faulty drains and potholes
So it rains to our discomfort
But most of it becomes the sea
So drench yourself while you can
You will miss it in summer's heat