Mirage..

Deeply desired is someone..One kept saying n kept running after,

At times behaving foolishly n becoming matter of many' laughter,

A mirage got developed in one's mind n at drop of hint got ready to bare,

Body Mind n literally all even to that  someone's cold glare,

Not interested is never seen by one addited to running after mirage,

But Mirage is what... Mirage is mrig trishna unsatiated desires for barrage...

Sometimes..

Sometimes I need to keep my mind calm & at peace,

sometimes of course I need to restrain my self & be at ease,

I know it's exactly here where lots of turbulences erupt,

and all of mind forcing many to go uncontrolled beserk,

thus throwing lots & lots of verbal volleys though all real,

though being in control of own & being little more jovial,

define the person that he or she is n more about that biased,

means that's what he or she could do at the most as disguised,

well I always believe that if one becomes willing to quit as unpaid,

then no one can stop him or her being of super pleasant grade,

sometimes I know the situations of these kind come in life,

be willing to give up that fractional amount without any strife,

coz it thus defined them as the persons with full of hatred & hate,

one month's two month's at the most.. let them enjoy at your fate,

let them..but then be thankful that you somehow got spared,

from mental & emotional tourtures n be thankful that you got prepared..

Shayari..

Ok let me recite or utter a shayari though I hardly am that intense,

I am lively & don't take those words on heart that have no substance,

I believe I am big hearted & all I know that when it's on me then i say let go,

what remains in others blured mind though I quitely get to know,

through their sounds words & false moods & well then I turn to my songs,

yes my songs that I listen n at times I manage to say.. I am in wrong,

there are many young who are romantic & are inclined to enjoy a date,

n be as much romantic shayarana as possible n cracking a fate,

of lifetime.. shayari is all about sadness n some unfulfilled dreams,

but I choose the different way.. I remain  lively with calm screams,

that I at times usher & usher with in & with all emotions enjoying songs,

more of sad & romantic geners & at times wanting to prove me wrong,

cry heart out & Shed tons of tears & be sort of vulnerable & intensely sad,

I tried but I couldn't be.. as I know me & my responsibilities & I refuse to be mad,

by returning to my realities.. all that I feel within is good & pleasant,

shayari I then tend to be should be of heart n from heart n for own significant,

like that song Pal bhar ke liye koi humme pyaar kar le..Jhoota hee sahi,

ha ha ha & I with such thought become shayar for a while..bas yun hee..

           

    

Day Dreamer..

I am À day dreamer & I on days of travels do dream a lot,

And with a purpose.. to pass the time at those tough timed slots,

And well at times I get answer through these for some of queries,

in dream I put me in awkward situations.. n wait for positive from biased juries,

not gonna come.. never did n shall never.. anyway but it's a real story,

that kept being told n shall keep being told in practical & in theory,

and I try sustaining me through escaping into world of day dreams,

coming out from it to real world is like stepping out with gleam,

on face.. from multiplex after watching hit n hit entertainer,

means in my travelling sojorns I somehow create a sort of trailer,

of my life.. Funny na.. I know but I also know I am not doing any harm,

to any.. neither am I interfering into any life n space.. I just return from,

day dreaming to my own tough tougher & unforgiving world,

I try living in it with limping steps & I haven't become absurd,

& ackward towards..

my worries & to my pains & no I haven't escaped into world of drugs,

reason I take resort in harmless day dreaming & I emerge,

again & in my real world n am seen as working hard to meet ends,

Life I know hasn't been fair to me for reasons unknown & I again bend,

to escape into having one more season of dream on traveling day,

this time I am planning to have a dream where my words become the final say..

     😃😃😃.. Coming back.. Don't worry..

 

Knock knock knock..

Knock knock knock.. Was the sound that I heard & got up to see,

Who is it? I inquired.. Me am pain.. out came reply from some with glee,

On face.. and I with surprise on face said.. O pain & with such laughter,

Kal aana.. I am already with too full of you n please don't come after,

par Kahan.. pain literally follows me with lots n lots of teaseing n puns,

knocking down me with its smears & peers & I could stop none,

And these enjoy feast n siesta over my painful interior & exterior,

sometimes beating me like a dhol & at time making me feel superior,

in handling pain n it's peers & all with committed smiles & glee,

no escape from you.. I surrender & let these sneak in n I flee,

to bring some refreshments.. As I know these hungry devils otherwise,

shall put their teeth into my skins n shall bite n suck like good bad guys,

Don't get me wrong here as I am just trying to make a kind fun of me,

Pain shall keep on knocking n sneaking in.. but I always shall be..

                     A Human 

               

How are the things..

Well.. Old Man how are the things.. Asked some greater but true,

I said.. all is good & nothing peculiar in life & certainly nothing new,

Well.. I continued.. And just tried inquiring from life about some odds,

that continued & continue in my life & did these had your nods,

only life could & can answer but life as ever chose to remain silent as h in hour,

let you be silent I whispered though I knew time would make h roar through its power,

Nevertheless.. In emptiness of emotions the only sound that remains,

is of yours & yours only.. Hear it.. accept it or disregard it as blinding pain,

I choose to hear my inner voice & with this I wear my emotional turncoat,

I just simply hid me in it.. and at times I develop heavy & cold throat,

and at those times I understood I needed  tobe engulfed with warmth,

of understanding.. love & care.. of laughter & of longing upon resting arm,

where I could rest my head & well some tip taps of fingers on forehead,

and of whom.. Ha ha ha time knows.. and you the life often teased me n fled,

into your spheres of future.. to bring what I really didn't n don't know,

keep teasing.. keep asking.. your choice.. I know on my end I shall be cold as snow..

   No warmth of any will make me alive then..😃

Untitled..

Started with untitled because it's all about the most acclaimed title in life,

And is called The Money.. Well.. without Money life is nothing but is full of strife,

Well there are people who manage Tobe philosophical about it,

And by the way who are these??.. Well Let these be philosophically hit,

Let these be in whatever utopian world they like to be in & live on,

But to persist with real world all need Earned Money all upon,

And all by legal means.. And to obtain & sustain all & everything in life,

Money matters ofcourse.. But hai Paisa Hai Paisa that's what but a greedy knife,

That cuts & peels like butcher & whose life revolves having only Money,

At cost of relations.. No poor parent.. No poor peer..No Poor Loving Honey,

But only Money.. And the Greed of having Only this makes such What,

Glut.. Slut.. Greedy.. Kanjoos.. whatever.. But these shall never shut,

The Extreme Greed for Money at any cost & all costs,

Maybe conscience of these have gone rotten & burnt toast,

That can never be raised as way of celebrations in styles,

Money is the only criterion in their life to feel equal & versatile,

Poverty is a big big curse that I know & literally on each day I feel,

Money is Paramount I know & I haven't developed that greed that peels,

The skin.. The bare soul.. Know.. The Greedy uses the curse words,

And all to satiate own greed.. Greeds don't allow them to hear the mutely unheard,

Voice of conscience that might be saying to such.. Stop please stop,

Such do not... And may head to what destination.. Can any spot,

May be some can..May be God Can.. But can even God here prevails upon,

I don't think so.. Coz it's this myopic Maya that intoxicates such alone,

I wish I were a rich hence could had been in position to give some advice,

to these.. but I am not.. Hence I don't.. Though I have paid price..

To buy my Food Dear.. What did u think..😃