Everything's gonna be fine
Just give it some time
It'll be all the same like before
We just need to increase our prayers more
Stay strong because we all are their only strength
And to be with them we will go to any length

Federalism: it's just another political concept
It's the reason why so many law students have wept
Through this a group of members are bound together by a covenant
It makes it easier for the smooth functioning of the government
A Unitary State: it's a state governed by a single power
It enables one man to stand above all like a tower
The ultimate power rests with the central government
Thus making rules easier to implement
So which is the better one; which one is more "right"?
Are we all foolish enough to turn this debate into a fight?
Some countries choose Federalism, some opt for the Unitary State
But in the end the functioning, and not the type of government will predict their fate...

Proud as can be, majestically striding
As soon as they see him, animals go in hiding
Black stripes and yellow paint
His loud roar makes me feel faint
Tiger, tiger! You're so elegant
They're all scared of you, be it a squirrel or an elephant
So scary but you have such beautiful eyes
Tour preys go in a trance before they lose their lives
But only a few of you left; what have we humans done?
Killing the Nation's Pride because we think it's fun?
Stop this atrocity and use your mind!
Our tiger is truly one of a kind...

She doesn't give a ****
So why do I
I shouldn't
Be giving
A **** either
What's done is done
The past
Should be
In the past
But when something is real
When something is so pure
And lovely
And beautiful
How can you ever
Forget about it
You might think it's easy
To get over someone
But what if
You were to see them happy
Every single day
I know I'm being selfish
But how
Do you hide the feelings
That's within
And also
A part
Of your heart

It's a couple minutes before I bite the dust
And I know that's a fact, it's my gut that I trust
While a lifetime of memories flash by me
I'm a little excited as to what is next to see
But I'm saddened as well, as there were many things
That I had promised myself I would do
And back then, I knew,
That I was just lying
And now, I have a few moments to repent,
In my time of dying

Your days are numbered
From the moment
You are born
The pressure is upon you
Before you're even conceived
The duties and responsibilities
Are your real birthday gift
And to top it all
Your future
Is decided
For you
;
I'm sorry?
Your argument is that
You couldn't talk when you were born
And that's why you had no say?
Well, you can now
But isn't it still the same?
;
It's all pre-decided
And sadly, not completely
By fate
It's all decided
For you
From before
You never seem to have a say
In what is
and what should never be
;
So, where is the peace?
Where is the freedom?
Who's holding the strings
To the puppet
That is
You
;
Peaceful and free times are non-existant
So go on
And live this controlled life
All while knowing
What's in store
For you've already missed
And not even enjoyed
That one moment
Of freedom
And didn't even know
Back, when you were in utero

I'm always hungry even though I just ate a while ago
If I go without food for 2 hours my brain works kinda slow
I eat all the time, even when I'm driving
I wonder how it'll be to eat when I'm sky diving
But there's a particular food that I always crave
And if I don't get it, I tend to misbehave
It's amazing and delicious, my favorite cake
I'd go to any lengths for it, no matter what the stake
I'd eat it for breakfast, lunch, and dinner
I'd marry a pâtissier even if he was a sinner
When it comes to cake I show an utmost devotion
My bucket list includes having cake by the ocean
But something happened this summer, which makes me tremble in fear
And now when someone says "Cake" I tend not to go near
I was in Spain, and I was looking for some cake
I was whining and crying; my friend ignorantly sipped her milkshake
So I walked on ahead and finally found a baker
I paused my music; I was listening to Chet Faker
I walked over to him and shouted "I WANT CAKE"
He looked at his buddies and said, "This is the one we take"
The baker and Co. suddenly picked me up; I was too scared to shout
I just wanted my cake and I had no idea what this was about
I tried to escape but it proved to be rather hard
My friend had no idea I was missing; she was looking for an SD card
I didn't wanna think about what might happen, I just wanted to go home
The men had brought me to an outhouse that had a ceiling shaped like a dome
Then they placed me down gently, and were almost too polite
I turned around once I could finally stand and couldn't believe the sight
A crowd was waiting at the back, just waiting to yell "Surprise!"
A man shouted: "You fools! You brought the wrong girl, she isn't even the same size"
They apologized profusely, but honestly I couldn't care less
I just wanted to have my cake and get away from this mess
I walked back past the bakers shop and heard something that gave me déjà vu
"I want cake" said a tall girl; she smiled at me, she didn't have a clue

Everyone talks
That's what people do
No matter what you do
There's always someone
Who will
Talk about it
Critique you
And the decisions you make
I guess that's what maturity is
That you
Continue doing things
That you like
That you love
Without thinking about
People who may judge
Or say
**** all things about you
Grow up
I guess
Do what you love
Love what you do
But most importantly
Don't give a ****
About what people say
Relax
Your only judge
Is you
You are
Your own master

Tis' the last month of the year,
so it's bound to get cold
Time for the year to pass by,
it's gotten too old
It's the month of Christmas,
a month to remember
After 11 months of anticipation,
it's finally December
The year gone by,
is just another book
The story depends on,
the type of story you undertook
Memories are made,
and so is history
But no one looks back,
everyone wants to uncover tomorrows mystery
The dying year,
gleams unlike its age
A phoenix will rise from the ashes,
fresh with a new page
Do the right thing and,
wisely play the years last few games
For the phoenix will rise,
so at the end, let December glow in flames....

Library - It is a world full of books
All are interested, whether they are engineers, peons or cooks
Books of all genre you will find
It never fails to attract one's mind
But please remember the Golden Rule
Please be silent; it isn't a sin
Never be violent or else you'll disgrace your kith and kin
You may even make the librarian your friend
And he/she will provide you with books of the latest trend
Harry Potter, The Godfather and The Da Vinci Code
Not that keen? Well you could always try The Princess and the Toad
Books are for everyone; age doesn't matter
Idiot box or reading? I'd rather choose the latter
Whether you want science or fiction
The Library is a world of addiction
Once you pick up a book you will get glued
You'll shout yourself hoarse if anyone dares to intrude
You'll be reading it in class, the toilet or the bus
And when the teacher confiscates it you'll create a big fuss
Oh, Miss please! Just one more page!
It's the ****** part between the pirate and the sage
We should thank Gutenberg for inventing the press and bestowing upon us this boon
Else we'd all still be stuck watching cartoon!

The depression sets in and the pain gets steady
You don't know if you will ever be ready
To face the world again

The cuts and bruises may be temporary
But the scars are etched permanently
On your heart

You see more darkness than the light
You know you're gonna lose this fight
But you stand up once again

Cuz you know it's darkest before dawn
The ant may fall a 100 times but never gives up
And believing in yourself is the only key
Be strong and get your foes down on their knees
If you fall and you stay you will never succeed
The winners in life are those who get back on their feet
The bigger you are the harder you fall
So put your ego aside and learn how to crawl
'Never Give Up' should be your only motto in life
For this you don't need strength, but wit that's sharper than the knife

So if you ever fall down, it's life on test mode
And to get back on your feet you've gotta remove that load
Put lesser things on your plate and make your life simple
Smile so bright that they all see your dimple
Be happy and everyone will be happy with you
Cuz no one likes a sad soul and that's a story which is true
I know it's easier said than done
But there's no harm in trying so please don't run

Not all stories
Have an ending
Let alone
A happy one
Some just stop
Without any reason
While some surpass
What one
Would call
Its plot line
These stories are written
By all components
Of the universe
Some may have a big stake
Some may be negligigle
But the most important
Component
Of that story
Is the author,
That is,
You

I may have perfect vision
I may be able to see all colors
But
Everything around
Seems lifeless
Colorless
It was all colorful before
It was all
Full of light
With her
But then
One day
She left
She left and
All the colors
Just seemed to fade
I still see colors
But they're not
As bright as before
They do not
Emit
That bright light
Those vibrations
That would
Light up
My world
And now
My world
Is colorless
My world
Is lifeless
My world
Does not
Have any
Light

+
A loved one once told me something
It took me a while to figure out
It wasn't a riddle or anything
I was just a child then,
Who only knew how to pout
;
I won't repeat the phrase
But I'll share what I have learned
Or at least what I think I have
;
You may have heard the age old saying:
"You only realize the worth of something after you've lost it"
The excitement of having something new in your life
Only lasts till the day you know it's not going to leave
;
But you think that it's not going to leave
For it has been with you for so long
For when it does leave, and it will someday
Don't expect to get it back with a heartbroken song
;
It is normal to not have a control over ourselves
Though I'm not saying that it's a good thing
You can't expect them to be only loyal to you
When you just call them a summer fling
;
You want what you want
But you must try to understand
That you won't always get what you want
;
I'm not saying giving up is the only option
But there are certain things
Over which time has run its course
And maturity lies
In understanding you can't get it by force
;
So give up on that endeavor
And choose a new passion
That can replace the negative energy
With a positive one
The hurt that you are feeling
On what you have lost
Can be directed to build your goals
But for that, you must prioritize at all costs
;
Try to get over the past
And as tough as it sounds
Try to work on your strengths
And never ignore those who stick around
;
When you've made a mistake
Have the courage to ask
For forgiveness from who you have hurt
Asking for forgiveness is the end of your task
Whether you truly mean it or not
Will only tell you
What kind of person you are
;
If you're lucky to get
A second or a third,
Or an umpteenth chance
Don't mess it up, please don't mess it up
;
And if you don't
Then maybe it's for the good
Or the bad
I really don't know
I'd give a biased answer
Because it would be on the experiences I have had
;
Stop taking things for granted
Be excited for what you love, as though it is new
You can't have everything in life, because
You can't have the cake and eat it too
-

Walking down the lane at 10 past 8
Increasing her pace as it's getting very late
Today is finally the night
She knows it's her only chance to get it right
She finally reaches the house on Avenue 5
The house is lighted up but it's not alive
Surprised she looks at the house again
She makes her way to the door after saying Amen
She knocks but the door is already ajar
Inside is a room with an abandoned bar
She wears her mask and gets in the room
Unaware of her impending doom
The lights go off and the door is clicked shut
"Run for your life", says her gut
But the killer is smooth and makes its strike
It feels like her head is rammed by a bike
Counting her last seconds she looks surprised
The killer now no longer needs its disguise
She looks up and sees her own face
There's a smile up there and down a grimace
"You brought it on yourself" said her reflection
She stops moving, the last thoughts, her suicidal perfection...
Karma is something you bring upon yourself
If you throw the book, you'll definitely break the shelf

My roommate says
That I should write
Longer poems
But, bro
You need to understand
That emotions
From the heart
Have no word limit
And sometimes
Even words
Need not be spoken
To understand
Matters of the heart
Love has no limit
It should have no boundaries
It includes a little hate
But also, everything nice
Be it a hug
Or a sponsored chicken curry rice
Sometimes
Three words can cover it
And sometimes
Even a poem isn't enough
But nothing and no one
Can break such a bond
That's forged in ******
From above

Why don't you talk to me anymore
Remember when we were best friends
Remember when no future
Would be complete
Without you or me
Do you even think about it
About the good times
Do they overshadow the bad times
Or were my mistakes
So bad
Do you even miss me
Do you miss us
And the time we spent together
We were meant to last an eternity
We were supposed to be indestructible
But I ******* it all up
Didn't I?
And now
You won't even look at me
As a friend
Because I messed up so bad
I'd give anything to go back
In time
But that's not how it works
I wish
That was how it worked
Do you even remember me
I doubt you do
I just wish you're happy
I just wish he's keeping you happier
Than I thought I would
Just be happy
I wish I was him
;
'I might find someone'
That's what people say
'I'll get over you'
That's what people say
'I'll get better'
Is what people still say
They say:
"You've started from the bottom
Now you're here"
But I'm still at the bottom though
Can't you see me tears

It's Sunday evening, it's time to play
I go approach her, I ask her to stay
She gives me a smile so we go have some fun
I leave on Monday morning before the sun
I work all day without my thoughts drifting away I don't even remember that chicks name who I had asked to stay
But the moment I got back from work...
It's Monday evening with a troubled heart
Yeah Monday evening with a trifled heart
Poor old Monday evening with a troubled heart
I can't bear the thought of us apart
She was so much better than the last ones
She's awesome and she always stuns
She had the qualities that no one else had
She was good in some ways and in some ways bad
I can't seem to remember that name
No means to communicate with that beautiful dame
I crave for love because I'm so alone
I have no one to call when I pick up my phone
This affection gives me motivation to stay alive
I have the most fabulous of cars but no one to take on a drive
Money isn't everything, it can't buy you happiness
Instead of keeping you better off it leaves you in a mess
For you get so addicted to money you forget everyone else
To a point that no one visits you anymore and you're as useless as the house bells
Loved one are the greatest wealth
They keep you happy and in good help
But I've lost them all so point in brooding
Oh, I'm such a fool to have fallen in love again
Love is for the weak
But I fall in love every week
Be it Katherine or Alex or even Susan
For these girls help me to loosen
That burden that's over me
From which I can never flee...

And it's Sunday evening again and it's time to play
I go approach her and ask her to stay
She's definitely better than the last one
She smiles so we go have some fun
And it's Monday evening with a troubled heart, again....

Sometimes it flows softly in your ears
Leaving you in tears
Because the impact it creates is deep
And this is a memory you'd want to keep
Music, whether it's soft or loud
Each has a mood, sad or proud
Each has a different tune, a different meaning
Each, to someone or the other, is appealing
The world of music is vast
A world where no one feels like an outcast
The genres in music greatly vary
The instruments that create music are legendary
Music with deep meaning is a trend
Though for some it may be hard to comprehend
Music without words is actually the latest trend
There are people who judge you on your music taste and only then agree to be your friend
The rock music that you love may, for others be scary
Next time you break a tooth, request a musical tooth from the tooth fairy...

Welcome to my little animal farm
Yes, you can pat the dog; it will do you no harm
Pigs are grunting and snorting all around
Looks like the horse is talking to the grey hound
Animal - folk here are tame and calm
There is no place like; My Animal Farm
I begin my day with a '**** - A - Doodle - Doo!'
I always find a baby chick sleeping in my shoe
I sip my tea, with milk fresh from my cow
I turn to my chicken and say "Yes, please, I'll have my eggs now"
Animal - folk here are healthy and calm
There's no place like this; My Animal Farm
The sheep here provide me with excellent wool
The dairy products I get always keeps me full
I play with my animals when I have a day off
They snuggle with me keeping me warm when I'm down with a cold and a cough
I love all my animals; no amount of money can replace them
They are the roots to my stem
Animal - folk here are precious and calm
There's no place like this; My Animal Farm...

Do you have that one person
Whom you trust more than yourself
Mostly because they don't let you
make those ******* decisions
That you'll make later on anyway
But at least they try
That one person
Who is referred to in Grey's Anatomy
As "my person"
That one person who may not be
On your friend list on Facebook
But is closer to you than any of
those 1220 unknown people
who's pictures you like
I hope you have that person in your life
For no matter what trouble you're in
No matter how stressed or angry or depressed you are
They take equal share in those emotions
And even help you out of it
To those who may not have that person
I hope you find them
The term soulmates are romanticized
for no rhyme or reason
That should be for you to decide
Not society
So,
If you hadn't thought of this before
Do you know now at least
Who could be your person?

Imagine a world with no discrimination
A world living in harmony comprising of peaceful nations
The only colour reference would be made to nature
Humans will no longer be judged on their nomenclature
Such is a dream seen by all
But Sir Mandela was the one who took the call
On July 18, 1918, a hero was born
But due to his colour all everyone did was scorn
No one in his family had ever attended school
He was the first one to break this rule
On the first day of school their teacher gave them an English name
This was an African custom due to British bias – how mundane
And that is how Nelson became his first name
He kept it even after he shot to fame
A member of the African National Congress
He gave his opponents a reason to stress
A great politician, revolutionist, lawyer and philanthropist
Served 27 years in jail but never used his fist
Although a controversial figure for most of his life
He won the Nobel Peace Prize for ending the South African apartheid strife
On December 5, 2013, this giant passed away
The things that we can learn from him are a lot more than I can say

It's okay to start afresh, it's okay to begin again
The best part about it is the brand new adrenaline
Don't be afraid, it's nothing you haven't done before
You know you're the best at it so why not give it an encore
We all have that phase where You starts to question You
But even a Phoenix sacrifices itself to become something better and new
We've all questioned ourself, we've all had that doubt
But it's not good to keep that anger inside, someday you've gotta shout
But don't be too late or it'll be lost forever
And then you won't be able to find it, never ever
So rise from your ashes, stronger than before
You're gonna surprise yourself when you see what you've got in store
The special thing about this is there's no losing or winning
It all boils down to the New Beginning...

Yet another day
Has gone by
And once again
Like always
There's no progress
Each day, I die a few times
Only to re spawn in the same place
The same horrible place
Dark and dusty
Cold and gloomy
With enemies all around
And friends that only watch out
For themselves
I wish I was
Better at this
I give it another shot
Every ******* day
And just when I get close
My fears crawl in again
I go to bed each night
With the thought of giving up
How I try again next morning
Is still a mystery
Tomorrow's my last shot
I will try one last time
And if I fail
I think even I'm smart enough
To understand a sign
From a higher power
That's probably telling me
To move on
To something new
Why are video games so hard?
I just can't seem to win
-Sigh-

Staying away from you has left me pained
But the moment I speak to you my smiles are no longer feigned
You're a continent away but we're still so strong
Everyday I pray that nothing goes wrong
The seas between us is nothing compared
To the love we've ignited which has reared
The engine roaring in a desperate way
Everything's the same; You're just over the hills and far away
Distance is hard but it's just love on test mode
Faith is the only suitable pass code
Distance indeed makes our love grow
It makes us excited for what is in store
Distance gives you a heart ache and makes you depressed
It tortures you from inside and renders you helpless
But even in a hurricane when you hold on to something tight
You know you'll get through this without a fight
Your dreams are filled with the person you love
You start noticing the beauty of nature; the flowers, the dove
You look forward to meet even though it might take a while
Every time you think of it, it makes you smile
It might be hard but it's something worth holding on
It makes you happy to think that for them you were born

Last thing I remember was falling through the dark
No longer was I troubled if whether I'd make a mark
No fear, no sadness, no emotions at all
In doubt whether I should stand, sit or crawl
This new world around me is so vague
Wondering what to do with nothing at stake
I feel a wild wind but I have no mood to fly a kite
Is there any use eating when I no longer have an appetite?
But the troubles and miseries have all gone away
Come to think of it, nothing actually did stay
My body's lying somewhere now completely rotten
The person who I was is now completely forgotten
There's an emptiness within, which I can't define
No God to pray to so who should I enshrine?
The emptiness I feel has replaced the stress
Everything I have ever learned is now rendered useless
No expectations to live up to, no hearts to win
All emotions and manners are as good as in the dustbin
For this feeling is something I've never felt before
It's something like content; I'm not sure
All the worries of life I have left behind
No more waking up to life's everyday grind
My mind may be locked but I don't wonder about the keys
For now, I can finally rest in peace...

T'was long ago way before Christ
Sometime before Adam and Eve had rised
He looked upon his creation feeling quite proud
But something was missing; he could point it out in the crowd
'He' was Almighty, The Creator....God
His creation in front of him was anything but flawed
But it was too plain, like food without salt
Suddenly God realised what was his fault
It is said that the human body has the universe in them
From iron to water, from gold to magnesium
God had spent centuries designing this new creature
He had given it His all, designed every feature
Now as he stood admiring his work he felt a pang of guilt
Would the liquids leak out? Nah, the skin was smoother than a quilt
He'd forgotten something crucial which would make his creature unique
The body was a tad bit common; Apes had the same physique
All creatures had a brain, that's how they worked
The brain helped them survive, as they stealthily lurked
But what was that one thing that could build more than strength
Which could build emotions up to any length
It would build love, it would give pain
It would create demons that just wanted to gain'
It would latch onto the body like a parasitic insect
But most important of all it would never be perfect
He placed the beating red thing inside which would later be called a heart
He stood there admiring his last piece of Art
His work done, stood the Master of the Universe...God
His creation in front oh him was now perfectly flawed...

Perfection only exists
With respect to
Someone's
Perception
Of
Perfection

One moment you're sad
One moment you're happy
The moments may last long
But they do
Come to an end
Because everything
Does come to an end
Nothing lasts forever
Time makes sure of that
Time's an *******
But
It can be your best buddy
It depends
On how you perceive it
They say
Don't mess with time
Because
If and when time messes
With you
It does ***** you up
Big time
Stay positive
Moments change
Time passes
It's all about
How you perceive it
It's all about
The way
You think about it
You may have been taught
To think of certain things
In certain ways
But maybe someday
Use that unique brain
Of yours
To think
In your own way
;
I understand
That it's tough
To broaden your horizons
But there's something
Called your conscience
That's what you must
Actually
Listen to
Because
What you think
At first
Basically
The first thought
That comes to your mind
Is what
You, as a person
Are conditioned to think
But it's what comes to your mind
That small voice
That is your really guide in life
That thought
Or voice
That comes from within
That
Is what defines
Who you are

It's the magic word
Is what my mom said
You use it when you need something
And it works like a charm
Why did you lie, mom
Why did you lie to me
Because when I said
Please stay back
She didn't give any answer
She didn't even reciprocate
I used that word
That word that I hate now
At least a thousand times
But it's value
Was always zero
But I guess that's on me
I could blame my mom
Or her
For that sinful word
But I guess it's all on me
To not understand
The true meaning
Behind that word
So I'd request you
To understand
To feel
To empathize
When you need to say
Please

I might be a little late
But mom says
That it's never too late
To correct your mistakes
And maybe
I took that saying
For granted
Because everything
Does have
A time limit
No matter what
So stop delaying
And stop procrastinating
It's better to finish
That work
Even though
It might be due
Next week
Because
Responsibilities
Never end
And you must
Be up to date
With your priorities
If you wanna be
A person
Of your word

Isolated, but not alone
Seeking revenge
All on his own
But not against someone
But more like
All those
Who've directly
Or indirectly
Made him feel
This feeling
Of isolation
Isolation here
Doesn't mean lonely
Or friendless
It's more like
A complete lack of understanding
By the society
Towards you
And
Towards us all
'Us' being
The younger generation
;
Not everyone from this
Younger generation
Generally stand up
Or fight
Maybe because
We're all isolated
Together
Similar minds
But unable to read
For we've never learnt
How to
But maybe he
Like a few others
Has the courage
And motivation
To fight through
The invisible barriers
Of this isolation
On his own, though
Because that's what we've learnt
Or been told
To live for yourself
But at the same time
For the future
Of the unborn
;
So he's going to pump up his kicks
And use this shield of isolation
To his strength
Creating an outer wall
As sturdy as bricks
And fight through the barriers
That society has created
This isn't a huge war
That everyone will soon
Know about
Nor will he be called or titled
Some hero
And I'm glad he isn't
Because fame infects
Even the most ambitious
So watch him silently
But powerfully
Slice the walls
Created by us
In his own way
It won't be easy
But at least
He,
Unlike many others,
Will know at the end
That his life
And his actions
Did have
Meaning

Why do we wait a whole year to make resolutions when we can work on then now?
Are we scared and thus want to procrastinate them somehow?
Why is it that when we're kids we're scared of monsters under the bed
And when we grow older we aren't scared because we realize the monsters are in our head
Why is it that we are scared of the dark whereas it holds the same things when it's light
Is it because we're scared we might do something wrong because we are out of sight?
Why is it that when we see a disheveled man wearing rags we're afraid he might steal
Whereas nowadays smart men behind a huge desk are way better at this deal
Why is it that we ask so many questions but have so many unanswered
Is it because we're scared of the truth that will come out if they're answered?

Why did I do this?
Why did I do that?
So that's the thing
You make a mistake
That you may go on
thinking about
Because
It might have ruined something
That you wanted
To be just right
Or even something
That you may not have planned
But you ******* up so bad
That it keeps coming back
To you
In flashbacks
I wish I could change some things
I wish I could change
A whole lot of things
But time
Is an *******
You can never go back
You may be able to correct things
Make amends
Get over the mistakes
That you feel so bad
Or not
Either way
It's always there
At the back of your head
Or
Everywhere
In that messed up head of yours
That thought
That memory
That permanent etch
That scar in your
memories
It's called
Regret

Every year on 26th January I turn on my TV at 8
To watch our soldiers marching, planes gliding and tanks rolling through India Gate
Watching these soldiers march in their handsome uniforms makes me extremely proud
And on this day we also mourn the losses of people who, for the Nation, wore the shroud
This day, unlike others, isn’t just a holiday for me
It symbolises the day when, from British rule, we finally broke free
The sacrifice and struggle that Indians went through then were huge
In their own country, they couldn’t be a refuge
Jawaharlal Nehru, Mahatma Gandhi, Subhash Chandra Bose were a few who fought for our country and shot to fame
But what about the thousand others who sacrificed their entire lives, but we still don’t know their name!
Do you know why 26th January 1950 was the chosen date?
Because exactly 20 years on the same date the INC proclaimed the Declaration of Independence after winning the debate!
This day celebrates the coming into force of India’s constitution
This is the world’s largest document and respects every institution
But after all these years is India still an independent republic
Or is it a monarch hiding in the skins of general public?

Born as a no one, destined to be a some one
Born ugly, but grew up to stun
Cut off from the rest from the very start
He paid no heed and said : "Here smell my ****"
No one wasted their time on him so he did the same
His controversial attitude didn't stop him from shooting to fame
"This ain't one to fight for"
said the doctor to the nurse
If he could then, oh
how he'd curse
The black sheep in the herd of white
Not losing any chance to fight
He had his own world, he had his own life
This is the story of a scentless apprentice....

Don't know what to say
Can't figure out the next play
Can't get past formalities
This is one of life's great tragedies
A mouth to talk, a brain to think
But sometimes neither work
Without a drink
;
The silence is so long
That there is no choice
Than to break it
With another set
Of small talk
;
Sometimes
The conversation
Just doesn't seem to fit
Sometimes
People just don't seem to click
And one feels forced
To follow societal norms
By indulging in
Small talk

Shout out loud
that's what you wanna do
Be a part of the crowd
That's what makes you live

Take all the drugs
blow some cash
Too much of those hair-bugs
Sneak the car and drive

You crave ***
You crave glory
You crave attention
But that's another story

You wanna be all cool
you'll do whatever it takes
You ain't abiding no rule
you try to make history

You crave pleasure
you want money
You want power
******* all it's way too sunny

It's the teenage life
Abortions, drugs, *** and ****
You have your kids without a wife
You live life like there's no tomorrow
You live life like there's no tomorrow...

Everybody knows it
But no one cares
The world as we know it
Is ******
Maybe you can help out
But to be honest
How many can you help
Everyone's out for themselves
No one gives a ****
About the poor
Who knock on your window
The world is beyond ******
You don't want to believe it
But deep inside
You know it's true
So maybe
If you do want to help
If you do think
That you can make a difference
Just give someone a reason
To smile

Cigarettes and lovers
Are basically the same
You're addicted
You always need more of it
While they
Harm you
Your health
You may not know it
**** that
You know it for sure
But you still go in
For more
The more you give
The lesser you seem to get
Till there's only
That useless
Filter
You're addicted
You can't seem to let go
Maybe you can
But that will cause pain
And you're not ready for it
So you say
That tomorrow
I will quit
And that
Is a lie
That you say to yourself
Perpetually
No matter how much you put in
It burns down
And all that remains
Is smoke and ashes
And a gaping hole
That will **** you slowly
Eventually
Slowly
But it will
Quit it while you have the chance
Stub it on the bottom of your foot
And walk away
The pain of walking away
However
Will **** you as well
Joke's on you
Either way
You were the one who chose to start
You were the one
Who initiated the ignition
So be ready
Be prepared
To watch it all
Go up
In smokes and ashes

An old and wise fellow once said,
"Don't trust the trees, but pray to its root"
We thought the man had lost his head
But in his his defense, he was hanging from a tree in a parachute
The tree had no pity, and I can tell you why
For it was poisonous, and the man soon died
The tree then looked at us, and said: "Don't be shy"
Was I dreaming? My friend bellowed: "RUN AND HIDE!"
Things around us were just an illusion
Yet the fear in me seemed too **** real
So we came to this abrupt conclusion
That maybe we didn't know how to feel
I looked above me into the vast, blue sky
But it had started to melt down on us because the sun was so bright
So I jumped into the lake, an in attempt to fly
My friend stayed back; he wanted to put up a fight
I had reached a place which had no concept of time
The sheep whizzed past, while the llamas crawled like snakes
My head hurt; I really craved some lime
So I went to the lighthouse to get a few milkshakes
An object or a person
Can be somewhat judged from their exterior
But all that glitters is not always gold
Don't mingle with those who make you feel inferior
There may be moments when you may feel
That you're the unluckiest of the lot
But to think and brood is no way to heal
You won't know your worth until you give a shot
You may choose to live in places that are close
To friends and family, or people you feel safe around
But they will get annoyed if you're constantly under their nose
While trying to please others, don't forget your own hearts sound
It's normal when things in life just don't make any sense
So just sit and admire the snowdrops and rainflakes
Relax, and breathe; try not to get tense
Take a time out from life; go grab some milkshakes

Someday
I will smile
Someday
I will be happy
Someday
I will
Rest in peace
But not today
Because
Today's the day
Just like everyday
That I have decided
To compromise
For that
Someday
Because that's what
We've been told
That's what
Everyone says
Work in the present
For the future
But where
Is that future
Will we truly
Smile
Will we truly
Be happy
On that someday
Does that someday
Even actually
Exist
Or is it just
A justification
For our procrastination
To waste another day
For that someday
;
Someday
Is a relative term
It may come
It may not
Make the best
Of the time
That you're currently
Living in
Don't bank on that
Someday
Instead
Enjoy today

Scared or afraid are words that don't matter
When you try something new; the illusions all shatter
You may judge things that you haven't done before
But to truly understand it, you must try it for sure
There's no force to do so, but you're gonna try anyway
It may be because you really want to, or because of what your friends say
What I'm trying to say is that don't judge a certain thing
If you haven't done it, don't act like you're its king
To appreciate or to understand, you must give it a shot
And don't worry if you're not good at it; some things aren't taught
Some things are done by everyone, some by just a few
Irrespective of that, you should always try something new

So many humans around
Yet very few who understand
Because connections
Of the soul
Is what matters the most
You might talk
To 1000 people
A day
But only a handful
Might really
Understand you
And those are the people
Who you can
Trust blindly
Soul mates aren't
Always about
Romanticism
It's also about
Those souls
Who connect
With you
On a level
That only you
Can define

So
Are you saying that
My ****** preference is your business?

So
Are you saying that
I sleep with every man I am nice to?

So
Are you saying that
The only way I will succeed is to write a stupid three hour paper?

So
Are you saying that
My opinions don't matter because because I'm a "minority"?

So
Are you saying that
Trying to call homosexuality a sin is not a sin but not calling **** a sin is right?

So
Are you saying that
The only important matter at hand is getting votes?

So
Are you saying that
I'm not getting that job because of the details on my bio data?

So
Are you saying that
All men should be blamed for a crime committed by a few monsters?

So
Are you saying that
All the government does is ban videos?

So
Are you saying that
Everyone is equal but if I don't have money I become less equal?

So
Are you saying that
I should believe in you and then get stabbed in the back?

You speak too much.
Shut up.

It's my last few days so I've been thinking a lot
Where will my soul go after it leaves my body to rot
Been a good man and a regular  at the church
Renounced my whole life in His search
I'm a Christian so it's the church where I go
But I believe that God is one and not as many as the characters in a TV show
I hope that when I go, I go with his blessing
That I attain enlightenment, I don't care if I go missing
Now I'm on a stairway to heaven
Is His name unique or common like kevin
I'm on a stairway to heaven
I heard the steps are just seven
Yes I will leave my loved ones when I go
But I will look upon them that I do know
His blessing's the only thing I've asked him for
And when I get it I'll feel safe for sure
So I hope when I go I'm blessed
I don't care about the rest
So I'm On a stairway to heaven
Where I pray for the good of my sister Evelyn
I'm on a stairway to heaven
Only one left on the seven...

Gasping for breath on land is not normal; it's a sign
More than often, it means you're not fine
There's this feeling of fear, I don't know if you know
When you're gasping for breath in deep water, and everything's slow
Now maybe everyone hasn't swam or ****** when they tried
So just imagine the feeling of being engulfed; tide after tide
The water's too deep, and you can no longer swim
Even though you may know how to, you're frozen; limb to limb
You try to reach out to the shore, but it seems to go further away
You think you're swimming towards it, but part of you wants to stay
Now this feeling of drowning above sea level
May not make much sense, especially if you're on the shore admiring pebbles
I'm trying to equate the looming devil of one's mental health
To a person drowning in the sea by the tides that approach in stealth
Depression and anxiety never warn you by knocking on your door
They take you by surprise, sweeping you off your "safe" shore
But everyone has that basic survival instinct
To fight back to the shore so that they don't sink
But what can you possibly do when the tide is too strong
The strong may survive, while the weak sing the swan song
But the fact that you're still breathing, even if not as well as before
Should be enough to make you fight it back to the shore
The shore isn't the safe zone; hurdles are always coming
But as long as you're alive and kicking, don't ever stop swimming

He came into my life
Without any warning
I didn't know
Of his existence
A week ago
Whereas today
He means the world
To me
And I,
To quite an extent,
Feel responsible for him
I won't say my world has changed
Completely
Because of him
But it has indeed
Become a happier place
;
Everyone is supposed to
Live their lives
For themselves
But there's no denying
That there's a different beauty
To life
When it's lived
For someone else
So even though life's
Quite the same
It's more bright
And colorful
With the induction
Of this newest
Family member
And even though I will
Be leaving you tomorrow
I know I'll see you soon
Whilst you grow
And are nurtured
Under the care
Of one of the most
Responsible person
That I know of
;
My love for you
Is on another level
I'll see you soon
My Tasmanian Devil

There's this weird little man
who goes around town
Bringing smiles to children faces
though for some reason giving the elders a reason to frown
For they've always told their kids
to stay away from strange folk
So it's quite understandable to see their frowns
when all the kids run towards this strange bloke
He's short and round and has a smile plastered to his face
Elders all had their doubts, for yes
he's look like a serial killer if you handed him a mace
To see a strange man giving away happiness
was to them very strange
The elders could only puzzle over this
it was beyond their range
But they didn't want to be their child's villain
so they let me run to the balloon man
He'd look at the small things and smile
While he filled air in their balloons from his van
He'd collect his commission
though only from the elder
Told one of them that
the van was his only shelter
Soon they got used to him
and treated the balloon man as their own
They gave him food and a place to live
and even gave him a phone
But the balloon man was as humble as ever
and all he ever wanted was for the kids to smile
And everyday you could see several kids
waiting outside his van in a single file
A few days later something strange occurred
stranger than the town had ever seen
The little ones of Noxi Zeppelin behaved strange
they behaved kind of...mean
The little ones were the cute ones
and were the pride of the town
But now their loving smiles had vanished
and were replaced by a menacing frown
They created havoc in their houses
and like little rats tried to chew off ears
The frightened elders weren't prepared for this
they thought they'd have to deal with this in the teen years
The little town of Noxi Zeppelin
was now filled with squeals of mischief
The only one not surprised by this
was the balloon man, whose smile had grown stiff...