Wednesday, July 30, 2008
I wish the clouds had life...
i would have chatted with it whole day and night...
I wish d stars had a face....
I could see them always above me whatsoever my situation may be. . .
I wish this wind had voice that it could whisper me solacefull rhymes. .
I wish the water had the sense of touch so that it could have hold my hand 4revr. . .
I wish the trees could smile so i would remain smiling with them 4evr. . .
Ironically their are millions of humans on dis earth but still...
why i have no one to share. .
Still i have many known persons but no one to understand.......
I see people crying without feelings,
i see people smiling without happiness,
i see people hugging those whom they dislike,
i see people adjusting to all circumstances they once loathed,
i see people wearing different masks every other time,
i see them doing things they never wished to,
i see them dancing on someone Else's tunes against their will,
i see them living without any life,
i declare i don't like hypocrites but sometimes i myself cant help being one,
sometimes this world is a lovely orchard with some ripe fruits,
but on the other its is a jungle full of polished animals with savage hearts!
Friday, July 25, 2008
I am a countries hope!
Standing beside the road in dirty cloths,
With under-fed stomach and,
Skinny ribs to show…….
I am a homeless wanderer!
With street dogs as my only kith & kins,
With sore naked feet’s and,
Coal like tanned skin…….
I have no family tree!
Not even a mother to look up too,
In wintry nights I do miss her pious enclave,
And warm & affectionate womb……
I move about as a helpless creature!
Pitying about my hunger and asking for alms,
All I get is hatred but
What is my fault??
If I wasn’t nourished in a golden pram,
& brought up in luxuries and form…..
What can I do if my feet’s are
Not rooted with proper education,
& hence I deem to become
A frog in the well……..
I am an aimless fellow!
With no dreams to dream
I haven’t ever heard of
& neither her Wonderland…..
Why all of you hate me?
For my poor condition
As I am definitely not the person to be blamed
Alas! You see a thousand’s of me
At each corner of the land.