O that day
When both of us
Had swung
On that swing
Entangled with
Garlands of flowers
O those memories
Sometimes
In some moments
Are relived in my mind
O don't forget!
O that day in the air was there
O my mind's confession
Mixed perfectly!
O in the skies
Was scattered
The comparison
Of your smiles!
While going
On the path
In the night
Of the full moon
The moon had risen
In the skies
O I had met you
You had me
Who knows
In which great moment?
No more is it
My time
Will I so

Bear the load of longing
Solely!
O the rakhi(string of affection around the wrist)
Which I had tied
In the depths of your soul
Don't open it
Oh no,no no.....

It was a fictionary universe
So dull I consider as curse
Non-aesthetic beauty it burst
Ligneous plants dying by the thirst

But 1914 happened
Where darkness was awakened
The people became a burden
Thy trust in this world was loosened

The fiction thought became a reality
Where money's slowly eating the society
Whom they thought gold as a deity
And power as the Holy Trinity

The one you talked on your dreams
With the way you smiled at your team
I am cognizant as it seems
He's the cause of your gleam

The one who keep your hands
While holding the necklace strand
He's the one you want in your plans
Watching the city scans

The one that awaits you on Lord's table
Bringing you under his label
Suffering may be inevitable
But the passion ain't destructible

If you are not like me then you will never probably see
The million thoughts I dream of being everyday
A sailor, a wrestler, but never a candlestick maker (ambition people, come on!)

We all think outside the box but end up never breaking out
Tesco’s, stuck on the till, idealist conceptions up on a hill but sat here earning nowt

Its human instinct to better yourself
Flunked GCSE’s, a mortgage to pay but still dreaming of better days

Am I the only one who thinks like this
I work to live, not live to work, the optimist in me always wanting his bliss

Life begins to **** this wanting of a concept
Sorry lads, the time is now, be like them and live with the debts

It’s what you do that counts, that journey from start to finish
Live like a king or slide away and diminish,

A million thoughts

JJB

I am worried.
Differences are new members
And living cozily in each family.

No one is quibbling
About their ill nature and behaviour.

All are smug.

At dust,
They go out and Indulge in backbiting.
Abuses are dispatched at the right addresses.
Praises are paid duly for the work.

I think I must be vigilant.
Any of them can visit my home.

I am anxious.
We hail the guest heartily.

Last day,
They tore away one bond.

How long will they survive?
Everyone must ponder over their presence.