I wrap you with hands, legs and soul
You are warm ,  i am steel-cold.
Need to speak, words remain untold,
Lips are moist, kisses are sold.

Times of hurricane , i'm lost in labyrinth
Confusions, resurrections, unfurled dreaming!!!
Voices are cacophony, echoes from empty bottle
Lyrics are hazed, beats are clinging.

Running the laps; no baton i need
Drink my alcohol, plant the seeds
When sapling comes, wake me up
I promise to bring warmth, my love.

The  tree asks me;
"How many years i will be alive"?
I say, please stay with me
Till the time i die....

Passing away and moment later, passed away,,
Leaving memories of tears and fear to loose

Happiness and love were moments i cherished
From friends and family,  whenever confused.

Walked political, for no personal gain
Saw wretched cunning folks, in dark alleys
Poor to poorer  but rich get richer
Good folks came but left too early....

Observed the henchmen, ruling the world
Wish my resurrection happens again
To share your pain and vanish sordid ones.

I ain't guilty, the judge didn't listen
Throw me in 5 star jail for a fortnight !
'Am facilitated with machines and need
No human, no animal: unknown voices creep.

Morning coffee till dinner at night
Sadden my loner self, darkness is bright
Blisters in mind,  itches body and soul
Ice cubes on cola, draws complex vibgyor.

Solitary is golden, but loneliness is curse
Viral society is frenzied, spreads only farce
Plotting a jail break, soon as possible
To meet nature with a new dawn...

In the strange room, 24*7
People come and go, without any name
Are they ghost or reincarnated?
Day and night long, remains the question.

They don't talk when i talk
My words remain gibberish
Their tears and laughter is silent
Coldness of a morgue, feverish

Death visits everyday, regretted but smiling
Does his duty , bodies are pilling
Some of them will return in this room
Speechless words and uncanny smiling....

Missing amenities, two days in dark
The dog too in grief, forgets to bark.
Zia is in forever darkness, up in north (Kashmir)
Margarine and butter babies, don't cry and howl.

Millions have died, lot more are homeless
Do you have a clue,?
Driven by dad or fiancee in branded wheeler
Your life is colour-purple-glue.

How many years will you act like a leech ?
Come once and stand with strugglers.
Where morning starts without breakfast
Two course meals are glitched.  

Stop your crocodile tears and think for a while
Two more days of darkness, without a mobile
Still you will be alive but so many will be gone
Can't bring them back, cry alone.....

Fonts, keeps changing in dreams
Simple arial to epicurean italics!
Life is stranded in cross-road
Mind, soul need to sleep.
End of constant wake-up call
Reincarnation, hates to be reincarnated.
Moments of tolerance and preference
Dwelled and swindled these bones
Rich expectations now and then
Deliberate sorry prefixes the chapters...