Friends to be

As we drove by her we saw her quivering face,

She was pale but I know her to be strong,

She told none of us what had gone wrong.

 

I’m no friend or a foe,

I didn’t probe much about her row,

But I don’t know why a feeling arose,

To make her laugh and get rid off her woes.

 

Friends or foes which ever we might be,

Nor do I know till what degree,

But what I don't know can I really trust any of them,

When I have been cheated by every man and fem. 

Big R

Those days of glory now days with none,

Big R has hit us one by one,

Someday we ll all drown in the sea of no money,

the days ahead are dark not one sunny.

white is colourless

That night I couldn't sleep,

I looked outside my window and the sun rose,

a ray of white light came in,

so bright so white it made my eyes weep.

This light passed through the glass,

it split into different colour,

each colour for a different flower.

Each colour so unique so fresh,

each had its own brillance and spark,

each flower had grace when it danced it leaves over us a mark.

But we want all the colours together in one,

or keep trying till we get atleast some,

what we don't understand its just no fun,

thats because when colours combine they turn into light,

this light not colourful but white.....

senseless stress

These people walked around me,

with this freshness on their face,

these people were from all genders all caste and all race,

but something was different about them they seemed  so undistracted, so calm,so quiet,

unlike my restless soul within my head theres constant riot .

One of them didnt open his eyes,

but seemed to know when the sun would rise,

 a preety girl I saw her  move around ,

with grace she moved her feet although there was no music on.

they seemto be happy with what they have,

and they seem to do well with what they dont,

and here we juggle our lives with the things they lack,

we act so stressed like we are under constant attack.