Please, for once, just look his way
He waited for this day
Or else
He’ll go home
To hide in his tomb
And write his tears away

Please, for once, just give him a shot
He worked hard for this slot
Or else
He’ll go crazy
If you, he can’t marry
And it’s going to be your fault

she slides her slender
white fingers down the
branches of his spine

her eyes melted like
glaciers and lips as soft
as freshly fallen snow

skin lustful, but heart
unforgiving, exhaling
his every intention

she is autumn in his
palms, her trees bare,
the leaves rust fallen

flashing indifference,
thoughts plucked in
shades of violent rose

The Sword of Non-Violence
The time we born
Is a age of war-mongers
East to West
South to North

Throughout the World
There's not a single moment
You can't heard about a war
It's a must in our daily life
May be in lieu of civil war
But it exists
None can disobey it's presence
And,where there is a war
There must be a weapon
And,in true sense war can't be without weapon
There're so many varieties of this weapon
Even may be countless
But,once a person made exception
Yes,he invented a sword
The SWORD OF NON-VIOLENCE
Strange it seems to be
But,it's fact
And,we should proud of him
Because,he's an Indian
We all know him as Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi
Also renowned as Bapuji i.e Father of Nation
We celebrate his birth anniversary as a holiday
But,did we even use his weapon once in our lifetime?
Surely,the answer would be no
But,if we really respect him
We should do so
Isn't it?
Think it off!
And,last of all I would like to conclude with
If he can so we too-Written on 02.10.2012

This is the first of the many
Times I will try
To hide what I'm feeling

I may be like Taylor Swift
As I write down every giggling moment to
Every heart ache
Maybe it's just cause of you

I'm not gonna lie
This is not the first time I've fallen
Head over heels someone
But this is the first
Time i actually tried
Writing what it feels like

Showing the world isnt that easy when
Everyone knows everything
The best treasures lie flat on the secrets of the earth
And in that case
You have been my secret
And no, its not because of your face

Today
I saw you
Do something
That shocked me
It was a first

The confidence that heaped
Coals larger than heavens can phathom
It was a first for someone to actually
Sweep me off my feet
With an uncontainable love
That made me shake everytime
I would think of you
As i watched you
Perform

It was magical
More like euphorical
With every dimension
You twisted the entire universe
As i was the tornado in the middle
Getting twisted with every whirlpool of emotion
Bringing comets and asteroids breaking apart
Cause of the power
That fueled me

It was nice to see one guy
Show complete sincerity
With that oness i feel
Calms me
With every look
Brings me to tonight's serendipity

A cozy blanket of numbness is what I seek
Far away from people and their faux complexities
Their insistence on infecting you with vile opinions
I need to distance myself away from the poison that is humanity
To have the ability of seeing their petty emotions
Through a pair of binoculars
I tire from episodes consisting of synaptic overloads
Decompress, readdress, and be free of stress
I desire the chance to finally say that
I just don't give a ****!

When you loose someone you love
It changes you.
You're never the same person you were before.
You adapt. You adjust. But it still hurts.
It hurts because that person mattered to you.
Because you'd hoped that person wouldn't leave.
It hurts, because deep down you hoped with everything you had,
that that person would be the one person to stay.

You don't ever really recover from pain like that.
You grow. You learn. But you don't forget.
You never forget.

Feelings are fleeting though
They never last long
So what's wrong with me?
Why can I still feel things?
Does this mean I haven't really let go?
I'm trying to move on,
Trying to move forward with my life,
So why do I feel like you've still got so much of a hold on me?
Why can't I seem to shake off thoughts of you?
Why do things that shouldn't bother me, still do?  
What's wrong with me?