Saturday 29 April 2017

Always..

Was said.. Is said.. May well be said.. Keep a thing alive within always,
An insult and humiliation melted upon for no faults.. Keep alive with in with prays,

And with resolves faiths beliefs.. That one day you'll be there in some foyer,
Waiting for me said.. Let's see.. But did nothing to match those hating lowers,

Kept alive a positive faith within.. Kept reminding own self about that hate,
And I nurtured this nourished this.. But I didn't envied upon ur fate,

I know my eyes remain n shall always remain moist at many times,
But all only to derive strength with in.. I won't curse.. I believe in sublime,

I begin from here again.. With an intent to breath last not as poor,
Why should n shall destiny deny me.. When all I know as doer,

That my fate shall also reckon.. One day I shall invite you on my place,
Having a grand foyer.. Wait.. Do make fun of me.. But wait for that foyer space...

. . . . . . . . . . .  Thanks. . . . . . . . . . . 

Friday 21 April 2017

For the times..

I For the few maiden years a rebel grew up in me n decided to stay,
With an assumption that I got born in narrow minded.. That had no way,

Any way I recalled my first night or say may be the days,
That I spent.. But cud I say that I did spend that way.. Yeah thats' way,

Though we had been doing even before getting married..

No I didn't n we even Fucked in noon at our own room on top of floor,
That were years ago.. But still all know that in young years there is a galore,

To get fulfilled..

All I need to say is only this.. That in unison we are reasonable,
In having little comforts n yeah We now owe one AC with a label,

But now we don't sleep together all because  struggles in life,
And hard n cruel days that I faced.. I was denied.. Was put on strife,

Life always had its own ways with me.. Maybe treating me as unknown,
A few friends n alike even had the guts to rub salts.. And I was thrown,

Out n shown the door.. Similar fate I had had from.. A few just in case,
When I approached a few able elders in family with scars on my face,

And these too threw me out from their life..  I even didn't ask why,
These elders may n may not let know.. But I quited with my own verses guys,

And the more if I had tried the more fancied these would be,
To hide own errors n instead find errs and  put blames on me,

But still..

I didn't plea.. I didn't cry.. Nor did I weep in front of any these,
I value my relations these elders don't .. And I find no ways to appease,

Or please these..

Though I tried I tried to persist but couldn't over come their hate,
For what n why..  What's wrong except that I am poor.. Alright you get relate,

To your environments who are worthy n close to you n I remain out n away,
You shouldn't had insulted me like this.. I did no wrong to u.. Had no foul play..

Sunday 9 April 2017

Am I..?

Am I a king.. Am I a star or am I an extraordinary son of some,
I am not a king.. Neither am I a star.. Nor with an extraordinary sonny fun,

I mean I am serious and  I stay human.. Knowing many wrongs,
Can happen to any any.. And do I as friend need to stay close or say bong bong,

Stay close I will n shall say.. Stay close to let know there is a reason,
You are a friend and financially I may not have equal but no treason,

On my part.. And you know I know.. Anyway I let such status remain,
Farther n far.. Friendship remains.. I belong and I pertain. . . .

. . . . . . . . . Thanks. . . . . . . . . . .