There you came -
Armed, Harmed.
Bang Bang Boom Boom.
I took a beating,
and it hurt.
so bad, I couldnt get back.
The strange bit is,
I wasnt caught unawares -
Saw it coming, in a way waiting.
and yet in denial,
till I was numb.
So dumb, I fell mum.
It hurts. And it doesnt.
I am blue. But its not new.
Why then this time did I flee.
Guess I might have over estimated me.
My defenses werent enough this time.
Try me again, once again, one more time.
Look me in the eye,
Tell me I didnt try.
There was the world and then there was you.
My haven, my refuge, my you.
Now you are far amongst the crowd.
And even if I try, I cant find you.
So, here I am.
Singing our song,
boring happy and long,
while you while away,
In a land far away.
And I am at best, and most likely,
a not so fond memory.
I found my promised land my dear,
But I am afraid our rainbow isnt here.
I guess it was just a funny dream.
Reality isnt so colorful afterall.
I am wide wide awake,
and all I feel is a choking heartache.
No, dont come back.
I have built these walls,
when you declared your war,
Now, this has grown on me - the darkness,
Its amazing what we can get used to,
No more wishes, and I had so few!
I accept defeat.
Let my punishment be this -
That we let me be.
That we never get to be, Us again.
That you move on, And I stay.
In my dungeons. Guarded. While the rainbow comes your way.
Thursday, May 31, 2012
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Oops!
Thanks, if you have been reading this blog.
Sorry, if you stumbled upon it today. Bad timing.
The blog and the writer is going through a major reconstruction phase.
See you on the other side, if you wish to wait it out, that is.
"Hai kuch aisi hi baat jo chup hoon,
Warna kya baat kar nahi aati.
Hum wahaan hai jahaan,
Humko bhi kuch humari hi khabar nahi aati."
- Mirza Ghalib
Sorry, if you stumbled upon it today. Bad timing.
The blog and the writer is going through a major reconstruction phase.
See you on the other side, if you wish to wait it out, that is.
"Hai kuch aisi hi baat jo chup hoon,
Warna kya baat kar nahi aati.
Hum wahaan hai jahaan,
Humko bhi kuch humari hi khabar nahi aati."
- Mirza Ghalib
Monday, February 13, 2012
Khaak
Ab thoda has bhi lete hain hum
jab ye aansu tapakte hain
Inhe koi bata de ye baat zara si,
Ki sab khaak main mil jaate hain
wo bhi, main bhi, tum bhi.
Mann kuch pareshaan rehta hai
Kya karu, kehta hai, poochta hai
Ise koi behlao na yaar,
Ki sab jhoot hai, maya hai
Tera pyaar, teri jeet, meri haar.
Ye aankhein thak si gayi hain
par fir bhi dhoondti hain kisi ko
Inhe koi samjhao na ye baatein,
Ki dheere dheere sab dhundli ho jaati hain
hasratein, raatein, yaadein.
jab ye aansu tapakte hain
Inhe koi bata de ye baat zara si,
Ki sab khaak main mil jaate hain
wo bhi, main bhi, tum bhi.
Mann kuch pareshaan rehta hai
Kya karu, kehta hai, poochta hai
Ise koi behlao na yaar,
Ki sab jhoot hai, maya hai
Tera pyaar, teri jeet, meri haar.
Ye aankhein thak si gayi hain
par fir bhi dhoondti hain kisi ko
Inhe koi samjhao na ye baatein,
Ki dheere dheere sab dhundli ho jaati hain
hasratein, raatein, yaadein.
Friday, February 3, 2012
Cuckoo-ed.
This girl in the neighborhood,
She is a little cuckoo,
She waits for something to happen,
Not knows where, what or who.
She tells of her bad dreams,
Of bad incidents and people,
No one comes to my rescue,
She says, and begins to fiddle.
She looks with those big dreamy eyes,
I am just myself and will be,
I fail to follow my dear, she says
Why is it then so hard to love me.
She tried to capture the sun,
Went looking for the rainbow,
And they say she is crazy,
she will never grow.
She pretends to count the stars
On the roof top every night,
Silently she weeps,
Sings herself to sleep in the fading light.
I will find my way out of here soon,
She says, you will look for me, you'll see,
The rainbow across the river,
is where your best bet should be.
This girl in the neighborhood,
She was a little cuckoo,
She found what she was looking for,
No one knows where, what or who.
She is a little cuckoo,
She waits for something to happen,
Not knows where, what or who.
She tells of her bad dreams,
Of bad incidents and people,
No one comes to my rescue,
She says, and begins to fiddle.
She looks with those big dreamy eyes,
I am just myself and will be,
I fail to follow my dear, she says
Why is it then so hard to love me.
She tried to capture the sun,
Went looking for the rainbow,
And they say she is crazy,
she will never grow.
She pretends to count the stars
On the roof top every night,
Silently she weeps,
Sings herself to sleep in the fading light.
I will find my way out of here soon,
She says, you will look for me, you'll see,
The rainbow across the river,
is where your best bet should be.
This girl in the neighborhood,
She was a little cuckoo,
She found what she was looking for,
No one knows where, what or who.
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