An Alien Feeling...

I’m seated besides the window,
Looking outside at the busy world…

The wind is brushing itself against me,
Making some alien feeling rise in me…

A feeling, an upsurge of emotions,
But of emptiness, without any material form…

A thought or maybe just a banal notion,
But I don’t know how to describe…

The feelings make tears build up in my eyes,
But another wave carries them away those tears…

I know this is absurd,
But can’t help penning it down…

I know this makes iota sense,
But still I carry on with it…

Because it gives me a distraction,
Something I really need now…

The pressure of the inevitable things,
Makes me feel that I’ll soon succumb…

I stare outside, to look at on one,
I’m trying to focus on something, but nothing…

Eyes are fixed on thing,
Yet they seem to be staring at vivid things…

Maybe it’s the farewell’s pain,
Parting from something really precious…

Or maybe something else,
Something I can’t help thinking about…

But this makes it a greater bizarre,
The feeling seems to leaving me…

I try to focus on that abstract feeling,
Just to worsen its clarity, daubing it….

Time is so merciless, moving away like that,
Taking the feeling away…

I strive in vain to bring it back,
“Please help me!” I pray to Him…

Because I trust Him,
He will surely bring that pleasant feeling back to me…..

A Hallway That Leaves Me To Baffle In It...

My mind seems to be a hollow,
And I am tryna walk through it.
But as quick it can be,
It turns into a hallway…

I’m blinded by the defying darkness,
The wall closing in,
The pressure of difficulties,
Suffocating me underneath…

I cry, though it makes no difference,
I cry for help just to hear back my echo,
The silence is mystifying,
Killing me by its gloom…

Mistake, I made, but never cared about,
Have deposited their sediments,
To from a boulder of crime,
This makes me feel like a felon…

The more I push, the more I fall,
Each step draining me from myself,
The machete of pain,
Serving deep wounds in me…

Trust is shattered, by iota cupidity,
Amity is lost, by iota envy,
Bonds are broken, by iota pain,
Pride is crumbled, by iota disgrace…

A mountain of ado, piling in front of me,
Makes it difficult to see my destiny,
The shine of my precious amethyst,
Fading away in the enveloping darkness…

Feelings are complicated, a great deal of madness,
I’m moving against the darkness to seek an asylum,
To get happiness that’ll compensate my loneliness,
And help spreading a smile across my face…

Disgrace and betrayal are crowding in,
Suffocating me in the dark hallway,
Of my mind and of my inner being,
Dilapidated it lies, crumbling away…

I cannot be,
What all want me to be,
Not always I’ll be dominated,
I’ll strive though I feel exhausted…

I am too a being,
I too have a sweet feeling,
That helps me get past,
Their pressure, I breathe at last …

Eyes are moist,
But I know this is only the gist,
Of my life, as I gather,
Pieces of me to fix them together…

My body says GIVE UP…
But my inner soul says STAND UP…
Fight the world, you know its wicked,
Gather yourself though you are dilapidated..

I look down hanging my head,
I want to lie down, I am not afraid,
And close my eyes and dream,
About a life where, in pain, I won’t scream…

MY DESTINY....

Maybe I was, too afraid to express myself,
Maybe I was, too afraid to search my life’s shelf…

To find the right book that’d help me...
Find my way to the door that would lead me...

To my Destiny, to my dear Destiny which I,
Always have dreamt of, I hope its limits will cross the sky...

But now I’ve found a real way out of this,
The very end of the rope to pull it out this mess!!

Now for sure I’ll reach the amethyst,
A jewel my destiny left for me amidst,
The paras of my life, as a trail left behind,
So that I keep my hope up to find,

My destiny, my truth of life that’ll explain,
Why God wanted me to bear all that pain.

But the sky has already turned deep-marine,
I hope the Amethyst left as a mark will shine,
To help me find my way out of all the quests,
To show the world that-
“I AM BETTER THAN THE BEST!!”

As I think how the last day in our school will be,.....

The countdown for the arrival of the farewell day has already begun.The farewell day,the last day in our school is an inevitable event.Time goes on ,not waiting for anybody.So I fell I must enjoy this golden period of my life till its fullest extent, but soon as I make up my mind this way ,the thought of the FAREWELL DAY haunts my mind leaving all my pretty thoughts in a bizzare that I just gaze helplessly.
Firstly I think of putting the words in verses,but then I find no proper rhymes to make them....so I take to writing them down into long sentences that will make a poetic prose but this idea too seems to be banal....so stlat i take to the writer's way.....I start putting the words to frame proses to manifest my deep sad feelings....
They say life goes on and in its course we face many milestones ,and this is ,I thinkthe most important among them.We will now step in this gargantaun ,wicked world in which others are of no concern to each other.
To make it more worse the thought of our PARTING DAY leaves me more nervous.i sit on my bed,breathing deeply and eyes pondering away in the darkness.
I will be missing my school for rest of my life .The eight years long relation will now break just like that .My mind,my soul have already started singing the elegy as if one of my best friend,is now going to fade away from my life....
The bond of friendship has strengthened so much now.But time's not going to serve any good purpose far it.All friends will choose their own way ...I 'll choose my own way....just to go away from my friends.Memories and emotions have flooded my mind and I am sure they will find theoir way out in the form of tears.
MY SCHOOL,MY FRIENDS,MY TEACHERS.......I will miss them too much.....Our scholl made us fell secure....teachers nutured our mind delicately...friends made each other not feel lonley...but now the last day will notch away all my treasured things......I know the llaw of the world ..."The world won't adjust as we want it to ,but we will have to adjust as it wants us to!!"
I know everything happens for good.So this too might be something that Almighty wrote in our fate for our betterment...so that we reach our destiny safe and sound and shine in the way that our friends ,our teachers and our school will be proud to be related to you in some way!!!!!

BEST OF LUCK TO ALL MY FRIENDS ...BEST LUCK FOR YOUR FUTURE!!!!

They come just to kill a wat??

Almighty God created humans with some imperfections,
but to bejewel his creation He endowed us,
the greatest gifts he could give,
were LIFE, EMOTIONS and FEELINGS....

Through the pages of history as we go,
you'll see people all mingled in these emotions,
some led to wars,but some guided to love,
just by the precious gifts we received from the Almighty..

But slowly these emotions seem to fade,
evaporatin' at a faster rate,
leavin' the hearts of people,
to harden to a extent they ever were known to be...

Some now have left the hearts completely,
completely to leave the minds,
hearts and souls deprived of the sweet ,
gifts we received from the Creator!!

So comin to the piont itself,
I'll like to ask these devils why,
why do they kill and why did they kill,
the innocents, leavin their families to baffle,
on the streets of this mighty world...

These hoodlums of the Satan,
surely don't have a heart,
heart in which dwells ,
a mind and soul connected to thee....

Just they come in a fray,
plant a bomb and go away,
as the people gasp at what the hell,
the bomb created when it exploded.

Innocents are they who die,
when these balderdashs come and spread,
the worst terror in this world,
just as we shiver at the gargantaun heap of victims.

Let these f**kers know that even if,
their hearts are cold as ice,
we are here to let the torch of humanity shine,
even if their tempest tries to blow it off...

Atlast I'll like to recommend them,
though they beleive in themselves,
we too are here ,
and don't underestimate us,
because after all we are many and they are few!!!!!

WHEN MIND WON'T LET ME PUT WORDS IN VERSES...

I just stare at the blank paper,
When I sit before it to write my thoughts in,
Verses that can gladden the one,
Who reads it sittin away from the din.

Ideas in my mind just run across,
All of them i guess are banal...
But still I try to think of somethin',
only to find that my incapability leaves me to madden...

Why won't , this time words arrange themselves,
in the smooth verses as they usually do?
The notions just daub my mind,
As i just hang my head,POOH....

What is missin' today? I ask,
Why won't this time my mind work?
I stamp my feet as the ire rises,
And I am about to go carzy and run amok...

Stop! I say don't you loose yourself,
You have it in you,
What you want to pen down,
So write them down the word are few....

So I close my eyes to control my anger,.
Breathin' deeply, and let it not matter,
I start to write and as the pen dawdles,
Everything seems to help me gather.,
Words through the racks of my mind,
To frame the poem as a perfect bard,
As I smile to see how,
I regain my trick to play the right card!!!