Saturday 18 April 2020

Locked Down..

On that day when dusk had set & darkness began to spread,
I found myself locked in my confines & my limits got defined in my head,

Locked down..blared all my systems & all I could do was nothing,
i measured my yards on feet.. Meters from now on were something,

to be celebrated or to get nostalgic about only time could tell,
and time have been telling since then with squeezing yell,

ye..yaa..yippee..taklu you are trapped & didn't I say my SAY,
kee apna time aayegaa & then jumped n punched my head's grey,

Aray yaar ye bache huay to rehne dow..I meekly screamed at kaal,
Par kaal kissi ka dard kya janegaa..ok I said.. daal aur daal,

pains.. disappointments.. worries.. etc etc..am here to face all,
but after you get fully satisfied then leave & accept your massive fall,

from heights of humanity to deepest dark holes of shames,
and you shall fall below this since you still think it was & is just a game,

No it wasn't & it's not..Mr Corona & Know none in world is of you,
you just are trying to infect by being invisible glue,

But know here in world there is one omnipresent & omnipotent,
Who too is invisible but visibly lives in us as our FAITH PDF DOCUMENT,

I let you know what that document reads for us & future generations,
All unto ME.. Worsests of the times pass without any further delebrations,

This too shall pass..I am busy in inventing one ultimate vaccine,
to cut through & eliminate this virus & know the speed of my machine,

it's trillions of times collective & faster & know about my present abodes,
it's in minds bodies & souls of Scientist Doctors with tons of loads,

to save human race..to save civilization..to save literally each,
Lockdowns shall end in any way.. so shall this deadly 😈  leech,

And finally the PDF ended with a question that remains reflective,
SHALL the Inhuman BE HUMAN AFTER THIS??.. Let me know yours perspective..

                    Regards..🙏🙏🙏






Monday 6 April 2020

At par..

Things I know are at par in life.. Still hopes do float,
Still there remains a purpose to live life wd unfathom gloat,

Well if here has to be a choice with my death n your life,
I shall always go with my death thus enjoy under destiny's knife,

nevertheless.. I believe it's much pleasant to have hearty laugh,
all alone.. with recalls of memories rinsed n drowny with 2nd half,

ha ha ha.. these days I fantacize of having my own wings,
so I could fly back to my space.. But are fantacies the real things,

no these are not.. These shall remain pure fantacies,
though having wings ye khayal accha hai for self control n self appease..

else how difficult it would be live life in confinement in a hotel room during lockdown.. 

  



Sunday 5 April 2020

Paradoxically mine???..How??

Life at times throws in ways a kind of paradox,
one runs after one such who keeps living in own equinox,

the one who hardly bothers about you & hardly cares,
you are the past for him or her.. technically such is in own sphere,

well I know that literally many remain trapped in their own thoughts,
remaining bitter, unnatural & unreasonably demanding with own slots,

how can a goer to own sphere be mellowed to come back,
well I don't know.. All I know is to quit n unburden such hack,

From my back..

for own sake..well this can only be known to one precious pristine,
one who values one's own self respect.. one's own self esteem,

if life would've put me as abundoned by some for no valid reason,
I would never run after such for my own sake & I would bear such treason,

as I always always know that things in life are much better,
than running after a mirage & getting trapped in low esteemed platter,

I am better but I am not bitter & I know things happen for good,
in retrospect I find that my life would be in mess had I fed to that snake hood..