The Dark Corner...

He was alone in the dark room, desperately looking for a place to hide. He could hear his heart thumping as he shuffled through different options, failing to find any of them safe enough to protect him from what was coming. Finally, located in the darkest corner of the room, there stood a very dark cupboard lying ignored for years. He quickly hid himself in it and slowly closed the squeaking door. Sitting absolutely still, he prayed hard to remain hidden.

Time passed. Slowly. He could hear hushed voices coming from far away. Was he safe? Was the threat of him being discovered fading away for the time being? But as his heart began to slow down to normal, there was some movement outside. He gasped as the door squeaked a little and he could see some large shadows moving outside, but he regained his calm and kept himself still to prevent giving away his position to the dark ghostly shadows moving outside.

A few moments passed before the voices started becoming louder, whispers turned into words, words started getting clearer, shadows became darker, and he could sense something waiting to happen at any moment now!

All of a sudden, the door opened and...

"I see you!"

and so ended another round of 'Hide & Seek'.

PS: Thanks for your time!

The Last Station

Soon, a train somewhere

Will come to a sudden stop

Bringing to end a journey

Four years long and yet too short

We can hear it blowing its final whistle

Telling us to gather all that we can

While we wish there was some chain to pull,

To pause the time; and relive these moments

But alas, this crowd and this carnival

And all these celebrations will soon be lost

But these times and these memories

And all these people, I shall cherish the most

Someday, when we remember this

It might seem chaotic and wrecked

But if we understood it all,

We will know that it was just perfect

We must fight?

No Matter,
Whatever,
Happens,
We will fight.
We don't care,
what’s wrong?
And what is right.
But,
We will fight!

As fathers Die,
The children cry,
Let the ladies weep,
And everyone bleed,
Existence gets tougher,
Let everyone suffer.
But,
We will fight!

Peace shot dead,
White becomes red,
Rise of greed,
All devils freed.
Silence shrieks,
Violence peaks,
Days become dark,
Darker than night,
But,
We will fight.

Revenge and fear,
Rule the mind,
to the end so near,
All become blind.
Creators’ creations,
Burning bright,
Death in sight,
But,
We must fight?

Sambitesh's lines>>

If there isn't "religion"
There always is "region"
If nothing else, there is language
To build up your impotent rage
Ego's slave
Fight we crave
Fuck what is wrong, what is right
But we will fight

Just a Thought....

Friends-Love-Crushes-Relationships-Loneliness -Studies-Exams-Life….

Immersed in these problems, which even made Global Warming look like nothing for some time, I prepared to sleep as I had nothing to do, no one to talk to, no one to fight with, the Exams had just finished, terminating even the option of pretending to study. But, with the heat and dear mosquitoes flying high, sleep was also out of question…….watched a movie and fought a battle with mosquitoes till 3 AM, and somehow finally managed to sleep…….

Woke up at 7:48 AM, the class was at 8 AM, so with great efforts, I lifted my heavy heart and body and forced myself to walk the 15 minute distance to yet another class.

Walking down the road, lonely and empty, mind thinking about the problems I was thinking the previous night, and Music dancing in my ears of an unknown track, A Thought, or maybe realization, crossed my mind…

The result was never, and neither is it going to be, in my hands, the only things I have in my control are my attempts, my will to ‘Try’ for something, ‘Try’ for everything I consider right. And with this thought, somehow, every problem and every worry vanished and a smile again found a place on my face.

Irrespective of how much confidence and determination those great quotes about hard work and etc etc aimed to fill me with, a Fact remained; I still can’t control the result. But there was one more truth; Every ‘Try’ may not get the desired Result, but every desired Result needs a ‘Try’.

So, I will do whatever I think is right, with no intention of troubling anyone (except in exceptional cases), with my apologies to those hurt unintentionally; and with minimum thinking about ‘ifs’ and ‘buts’ of the Result!

Moral of the story:Music Rocks \m/

:P

BEAUTIFUL DEVASTATION

Like a pack of cards,it blew apart everything,
Sparing nothing,neither the Jacks nor the King,
Bombing all the Hate and Violence to Destruction,
Here it strikes,the Noble,The Beautiful Devastation.

Bombs rain down,Ground blasts,
Making Graves on Earth's chest,
Bodies burst in thousand Parts,
Destined for the ultimate rest.

The scared planet shivers and shakes,
Like the eruption of a billion quakes,
As Weapons create bright Red lakes,
Life Drowns in them,and Death Awakes.

In this War for Bright Future,For Past's Legacy,
At stake were Nation's Pride,God's Supremacy,
Fought against Unity,Fought versus Diversity,
But the only thing that lost was just Humanity!

Welcome the Hell's final Celebration
Welcome our Self designed Destination,
Welcome the Free for all Salvation,
Welcome with open arms,and closed eyes,
The Beautiful Devastation.

This volcano was waiting to Erupt,if You had Seen,
Crossed and Jumped all Borders that have ever Been,
As all Borders vanish with end of every Nation,
Its Complete,and Total,This Beautiful Devastation.

Watching the Scattered and Raped Peace around,
and Living Ghosts and Dead Bodies on the ground,
I feel no Sorrow,no Regret,No Reason to Cry,
The Tears Refuse to come,How much hard I Try.

Isn't this Justified?Wasn't this well deserved?
This Wounded,Crying Life,This Hell's Greedy Elation,
Wasn't this cruel Death,This End rightly served?
Its Truth,its Justice,its Equality,it is Salvation,
Welcome this Grand,this Beautiful Devastation!

Welcome the Hell's final Celebration,
Welcome our Self designed Destination,
Welcome the Free for all Salvation,
Welcome with open arms,and closed eyes,
The Beautiful Devastation.

Devastation all can see,Look at the Hidden Beauty,
Hidden under the Dead Bodies,in the Skies so Sooty,
It may appear End of Life,End of the Human Race,
But Many Things End,Finally,End without a Trace.

End of Dirty Politics,End of Dictators,
End of Killer Patriots,End of Traitors,
End of Terrorism,End of War against It,
End of Racism,End of Communal Conflict.

End of Rapes,Murders,Suicides,
End of Crimes,End of Genocides,
End of Hatred,End of Discrimination,
End of Poverty,End of Starvation.

No Complaints Anymore,No one to Hear,
No Worries Left,No one lives to Fear,
Every Pain Ends,No one Survives to Bear,
Dead Peace arrives,but its Eternal,My Dear.

Welcome the Hell's final Celebration,
Welcome our self designed Destination,
Welcome the Free for all Salvation,
Welcome with open arms,and closed eyes,
The Beautiful Devastation.

DON'T GIVE UP!

The fight has started,
And our steps are not meant to be halted,
Lets take the fight to the end,
Just keep it on my friend.

Just pull the trigger for the change,
Believe in yourself,you do have unlimited range,
Just do not give it up today,or future will cry,
That we had the chance,but not the courage to try,

A warning to enemies,"stop shaking,cant you get steady?,
Because here we come,are you ready?
Day by day,your nightmare is coming,
Can you hear the sound of your defeat drumming?
Just see,we will end you fast,
Lets see,how long can you last?

Everybody is standing up.
And we are not giving up,
When time needs us to get up,we will,
When time needs us to try,we will,
When time needs us to act,we will,
When time needs us to fight,we will,
Because everyone is standing up,
And yes, we are not giving up.

DO I HATE HIM?

(someone wrote it for me :P
I am yet to know why,but liked the poem!)


Why at all should I care what he utters
He is a stranger who has bruised me on all occasions I remember
We had started off with a fight and we shall end with one

My mind says to get away from him;
My heart says to cling to him
My mind seeks ablution;
My mind seeks ambrosial pleasure
My mind says he might harm me;
My heart says to let the phenomenal happen

If liking him was harm indeed, I would invite such harms
As many and as often he desires to heap upon me
If by befriending him I need to get ablution
I would dare to reiterate the crime a hundred more times
If by getting away from him was the only way out,
I would rather like to meet the ruffian than to rue later.

I am not a poet of emotions nor is this my genre
But nevertheless I will put my heart out
I guess this is the only way I could tell him
How miserable has he made me feel


He is sceptic, sardonic tongued rascal
Still I would like to play the piccolo outside his window
He is a warmonger carrying an impetus attitude
Yet I would like to dance the bolero with him
(If only he could dance)


But I must face the truth
I love myself too much to stand by
And watch myself being demeaned by him day by day
I can’t destroy myself as I most certainly would
If I were to keep him in my bosom

I have taken the coward’s way out by writing
And could have never uttered these words to him
But beneath all my harsh, hard, brazen ways
There is a girl who shall always remember the memories of this stranger
Despite all his abusive manners,
All his impertinence,
All his bestial acts,
I shall always remember and miss you ‘best of fuck’

Missing the Girls

its so long time,since i saw a good girl around,
without them,i can't tolerate this town,
somebody help me,tell me where they can be found,
if i don't find someone,i am gonna fall to the ground.

i looked around the college,all around this cage,
but i fail to find any girl around my age,
what will happen now,will i die in rage,
or will i have to become a sage

tried on orkut already,i thought it was fine
scraped a few girls few times,to be exact it was nine,
but either they deleted my scrap or went offline,
everything looks so gloomy,everything is out of shine

but still i kept my hope alive,went to the malls,
i was really expecting to meet some really hot gals,
searched the whole place,even the movie halls,
but i have failed again,i am broken after so many falls,

but i didn't give up,went to the taj mahal,
hoping to find a girl with whom i could gel,
i tried very hard,but failed,its a truth i tell,
without girls the life has really become a hell

i asked a friend,where the girls can be found,
she told me at the places where shopping is around,
so at all shopping places i give a round,but still no girl,
no view,still no girl sound

why the hell,these days is my luck so low,
the girls seem like vanishing from anywhere i go,
it looks like someone tells them where i am,they get to know,
whoever tells them,i will kill him,he is my worst foe

why the hell,these days is my luck so low,
the girls seem like vanishing from anywhere i go,
it looks like someone tells them where i am,they get to know,
whoever tells them,i will kill him,he is my worst foe