we can never compare ourselves with them
however rich and exuberant we may be
their penny would belittle our millions
if they are the eternity, we r just miniscule stones
our services to them for even lifetime
can never equilibrate their love, whichever form it may be
n yet when age takes over, we consider ourselves as their God
huh..who can explain, when is it considered to be sane?
is insane sane or sane sane?
life is not so deep as it seems,yet its deeper
are we the real we when we know who we are
or are we the real we when we dont know who we are
universally, we are but successors of our elderlies
what we are today, they have been before
n what we would be tomorrow, they are today
the difference is, they are ahead of us,n we can never compare

riding the waves of imagination
ive lost my state of conjugation
when my mind wants to fly
my dreams wants to die
emotions incessantly pouring out
emptying my conscience, killing my scout
exhausted eyes can no more behold
contrasting visuals leaving outcomes blindfold
its not the way it used to be
what used to be is a golden memory
now not much is left upto me
let life test me,let this be my destiny..

donning this blanket of night
concealed from my own negligent sight
i wish to cease my soiled existence
i wish to curtail my innocent pretense
for what i am, no one but i know
which is killing me to think, so
just let this darkness overshadow me
let my atrocities reveal
so that i dont be what i am
n become not just a sham of my inhumaneness
let me accept the damns
and freely experience the immorality
let me bare my nakedness to the serenity
let me know the real me
i wish not to be

effortless efforts have ceased already
glowing soft skin has creased already
unstable hands now need support
numbness has overshadowed retort
walking the treacherous path of life
is no longer feasible alone
trust is no less difficult
there has been a lot to moan
wrinkled feelings,unsatisfied emotions
disturbing experiences, long lived notions
let me break these boundaries n be free
let me fly away to become one with THEE

what do we really want?
desires? love? respect? or individuality?
or the endless list which never ends?
where is the end to our mortality?
n what is its cost?
do we have to pay a price for chastity?
is this the consequence of our sanity?
for how long would we keep on regretting
for being what we are not?
for how long would we keep on forgetting ourselves
for not achieving what we sought?
what do we really want?
n what is its cost?

New station new platform new beginnings
Time to board a new coach on the train of life
You miss it, you loose an innings
You board it, no guarantee you'd thrive
Be a part of the crowd
Or be an observer to the loud
No body would decide
Whats wrong or right
Acquainted you may find a family
Deserted you may find time for past agony
But nothing would survive
The next station waits for you to arrive
It would be sooner this time i guess
Speed is a direct proportion of age
The less you stay, the less dismay
But it wont happen your way

so how much time does it take
for an angel to turn to a demon
how much time does it take
for all the words said to get unsaid
n how much time does it take
for a life to become lifeless..

it takes time to accept the answer
n it takes time to assume vaccuum

kya socha kya paya
kya chaaha kya kamaya
kabhi patthar pe sir mara
kabhi lehro pe ghar banaya
raato me kabhi zindagi padhi
din me andhera manaya
hone ka ehsas ab jaag chuka hai
mita diya hai ab har saaya
dhoop ab tez nahi
aur kuchh ab shesh nahi
zindagi ki mithas ko maine chakha
mera chaitanya wapas laut aya

tumhe chhupa kar rakha hai kuchh panno me
kabhi aakar dhoondh lena meri mohabbat ke nishan
jab samjhoge tum zindagi ke hisaab
shayad tab yaad aaye tumhe mera khwabo ka jahan

kyu hai koi majboor
kis liye hai zindagi benoor
kabhi sir utha kar ji kar dekho
hogi zindagi ko tumhari hukumat bhi manzoor

baato ka kahan koi wajood hota hai
sapno ka kahan koi saboot hota hai
jaane kyu ham sapno ki baate karte hain
sapno me kahan koi jahan mehfooz hota hai

even when you are on way to the ultimate
dont feel proud n joyous
coz if even a thought of distraction comes
you'd loose
purity doesnt even imagine impurity
theres no other way to truth
boast about when you be there
otherwise you would never be there
dont imagine what mouths would say
coz when they would open, it would never be your way
there can be no one but you
coz there exist no one, but you

I am..

i am
therefore you are
if i dont be
you wont be
if i dont be
my world wont be
i am therefore caged by my world
caged to see, feel and perceive
caged by this name and identity
i wish to renounce this power
i wish to disown my destiny
i wish to be free
i wish to be eternity