The Streets are filled with Pilgrims.
Night and Day….
Near the Tombs…
Some stand Silently.
Some profusely cry.

Outside is another world
Orphans and Widows Beg Everyday.
Cant forget that 4 Year Old Girl
Wearing a Pink Frock.
Came to me and just cried.
All I could hear was only one word.
“ Miskeen “ - Poor.  Help Me Sir.
She was an angel for sure.

I gave whatever  I had that day.
But could never forget that face.

I wonder how many angels are there
Who keep on Begging Every Day.

This is only one girl in one place.  
Imagine how many more are there all over the world.
Maybe Thousands or Millions for sure.

We are fortunate to lead a good life and yet complain.
While those little boys and girls beg everyday
Everyday and Everywhere.

Every day and Every Where. …

Growth
Enjoyable and Fast
Empowerment, Power and Wealth
Destruction at its Best.
Frustration.

Ek Lamba Arsaaa Hau Gaya Hai
Dil Ki Baat Zubaan Pai Aaanai Sai.

El Lamba Arsaa Hau Gaya Hai
Aaap Sai  Guftugu Karkai.  

Kabhi Kabhi Aisa Lagta Hai Ki
Arsaaa Lamba Hau Gaya Hai  Yaaa
Lambaa Arsaaa Hau Gaya Hai.

Even the cake is cut gently. ....

You can enter
Reach the Centre
Delighted at First
Quench your Thirst
Peaceful and Calm
The world on your  Palm.
Then comes the Sadness
Alone and Loneliness
Unbearable Pain
Making you Insane.
Then you Curse
Wish you could Reverse
The End is Near
Caught infinitely here.

Today I am all alone
Yesterday I was not.  

No Reasons No Goodbyes.
Is this wrong or right.

Truth is always covered with lies.
Punished I am always otherwise.

Time will come of mine someday
when alone I will not be everyday.

Heavy Heavy Rains...
Under the Old Umbrella
Holes here and there.
Drenched in some time.
Still Blame the Rains.

Everything moves ...
Back or Forth ...
Up or Down ...
Revolve or Rotate ....
Why is it that I am still
Stuck on you ?

When the glass was full
I was not thirsty at all ….

Then came a storm …
And all the  Water spilled out….
The Glass was Intact
But then I died of thirst.

Total Darkness
Thunder Storms
Thirsty Face
Total Madness
Turn On Infinite
Temporary Silence
Torn Apart
Peace at Last

Another one bites the dust
As his life was full of lust.
Did not stop when he should must.
Another one bites the dust.

Khuch Din Aisai Bhi Hauta Hai.
Jab Dil Phir Sai Khuch Chahata Hai.

Nadi Kai Paas Khuch Dair Hi Saheee
Usmai Geelai Hauna Chahata Hai.

Aasman Kai Unchai Koi Tapaas Kar
Phir Wapas Aaana Chahata Hai.

Uunchai Dangar Par Chaad Kar
Ussai Mai Panna Chahata Hai

Khuch Din Aisai Bhi Hauta Hai.
Jab Dil Phir Sai Khuch Chahata Hai.

The Time has finally Come.
Many things I have to Dump.
I may encounter a few Bumps.
The Time has finally Come.

For the Things I did get attached to
Had as such nothing with me to do.
Reliased its far better to let go
Should have done the ages ago.  

Enough is Enough for My Heart Says.
My Soul and Brain also said  Yay.
The Time has finally come.

Instigated by Anger
Fuelled by Jeleously
Burn Endlessly

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.....
........
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In the end nothing matters...

At this stage
I am done.
With anyone
Or Someone
Who takes me for Granted.
Who takes my Silence for Acceptance.  
Who does not respect my feelings.
Who only thinks about themselves.
Who think Relationship is nothing but a Give -Take / Take - Give one.
Who just want attention when needed
Who just remember you when needed.

I am done with Hypocrites
I am done with Selfish Humans
I am done with Fake Personals
I am done with Two Face Beings

At this Stage its better to be a Loner.
Maybe I am in the Wrong Place at a Wrong Time.
But Nevertheless this is far better
Than bearing these kind of People.

Some write to be heard
Some write to just vent out
Some write to be appreciated
Some write to share experiences.
Some write to just write.

In the complexity of fate's dance, you looked into my eyes, discovering a mysterious stranger.

Inside, courage remained dormant, and each moment reflected the silent struggles of a lover.

Her eyes held a universe of unspoken emotions, constrained by the relentless pressure of society.

Hard from the Outside ...
Delicate Inside...
In It the Seeds Reside....

Need to wake up now
Act fast somehow
Before it becomes very late

Emptiness
No Thoughts No Words.
Stagnant State.
Free Wheeling in Space.
Loneliness

I love you
  Nothing More
Nothing Less

An Internal Battle
At times External ..
Surviving the Day
Tortured at Night.

Waiting for this to End ...

Infinite Programs  
Leading to Success …..
Searching for only one  
To Live with Failures ….

They are many who are Blind
Who not only cant see the Path
Leave alone the Goal

They are many who are Deaf
Who not only cant hear to Reasoning
Leave alone the Noise.

And the worst of the Lot
Are those who are Dumb
Who not only cant Express
Leave alone even Think.

There is so much to say
No one listens.
I talk to the mirror.

Sitting Ducky
Waiting to be shot
By Destiny

In the end
Everyones playing a game.

Some to survive
Some to strive  

Some play and win
Some play and loose

Even Plants need to be Watered Everyday And I am not a Cactus.

I am the actor
I am the Producer
I am the Director
And I am the Audience too.

Done ….

Trust and Truth.
Then came the Storm.
Exit was the only choice.
At least you could once tell.
I would have understood.
It would be less Painfull.

When close friends dont reply
It Hurts.....  

When you are the only person
in your college batch not invited.  
It Hurts......  

When you are the Only Neighbour
Not invited for the Wedding.
It Hurts.

When someone close to you
Keeps on Discouraging you always.
It Hurts.  

When employees whom you Empower
Became Competitors
It Hurts.

When you are contacted
Only when the need something  and Ignored rest of the time.
It Hurts.  

All I need to know is WHY ?  
As even not getting the Reason Hurts.

You came in my life quite late.
Thought I finally met My Soul Mate.  
We shared our Thoughts Thru the Night.
At times we had a few insignificant fights
Then slowly we drifted apart.
I still played my Part
Wondered what went wrong.
Seeked Solace in some sad Song.

Guess you were A Dose of Medicine.
Given Temporarily to me.

After so long  it  has  died |
Finally Satisfied |
Those Desires got buried inside |

Wish  I could take out this Coat
Which I so very much loathe  
With So Many Thorns and More.  
Though I feel in it So Secure.
Longing for that One Small Hug.
Being aware that it will hurt you more.

We do something.
To gain  something.
Then loose something.

The vision of your words can read through my core...
My naked existence sighted,
Just not deep thru yet.....

Wrap me in your words give me refuge in your insane creations. ....
Veil my exposure, becloud in your  sphere of phrase. ...

Let the meaning give soul to the expression of me.....
And that would be you recreate me. ....

Written by Noorulain S.

Green Garden with a Sump.
Had this old Water Pump.
The Garden Needs Water.
The Pump Needs Power.
One Day  during a Blackout.
The Garden Cried.
The Pump Nearly Died.

We would share our thoughts ..
Pondered on it for long.
Now there is none...

So cold and thawed out ....
Yet to Melt ....
Waiting Patiently Forever....

Infinite waves come and go.  
Kissing the shore.
Making those Rocks head strong.

Long Two Decades.
Not much of Success.
Tried Tried and Tried.
Ended up always Crying.
Finally Gave up ....

Somethings are  too precious
Delicate to handle.
Should be Untouched.

Strangers got Virtually  connected on the net.  
Poured their  heart thru out those lovely night.
As the time passed by there was nothing left to talk.  
Now they both are Strangers yet again.

Never accept my Silence
As a Guilt , Defeat or Acceptance.
Nothing but RelationShip has
Always Been the Top Priority.
You never know when and how
Environment and Person Changes.
As every Human still needs a few
To put him to Rest to Eternity.
Friend or Foe Who Knows.

In a Far away Desert
She made a Sand Castle.
Hard Work Finally Paid.
Then came the men with their horses
Broke everything  with great force.
She lost everything and cried.
Built the Sand Castle again.
Then came other men with their horses.
Broke everything again with great force.
She lost everything once again and cried.
But Built the Sand Castle again.
She would Build and They would break.
This has been going on  for so long.
The Sand Castle now remains
Waiting for the Horses and its Men.

Nothing but a Rope it is.
Between two individuals

The Strenght and  Lenght
is all it takes to keep it forever.

Walking together may make it tight
Or may also break if its too light.

Specifications is all that matter
So that hearts do not shatter

Its been long since
I have been moved.
At the Right Time
I am made to groove.
Not that I could not
Handle the Lot.  
Altogether a different thing
to confront you without any Strings.

Hurting me with your sharp words
A Routine now....
Now I am completely deaf.