Saturday, January 30, 2010

Life's in our hands

Everyday you see people pass you by,
ever wonder what they're thinking,
The worries and tensions they carry inside,
Thinking one day all pain will subside.

They don a smile when they meet someone,
But inside they cry,
They are failures, losers and a nobody they think,
and as days go by they begin to sink.

They call the angel of death to their door,
Maybe by sipping the death liquid or falling 100 feet down to the floor,
They attempt to take their lives into their hands,
They have no clue in heaven or hell they'll land.

Some blame others and some blame themselves,
for some failure overcomes them,
everyone says humans have immense potential,
But when it runs out, life seems insubstantial.

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

I wish I had a dimple on my cheek.

That's my wish, sometimes thinking about it; it's not possible without using some unnatural means. But don't we all have some of those queer wishes that we know are not possible but we still wish for them. But then surprisingly some of them do come true. I think wishes are like lottery tickets, there's one or may be many with each person, everyone on earth is playing, unlike the one on earth there are multiple winners in this one, there's an irony involved, one never regrets winning a lottery, but some regret wishes coming true!


  Maybe it was a wish for that particular guy/girl you had a crush on, you wished oh please let me have them and they turn out to be completely opposite to what you expected, or that penultimate job offer brilliant package et al you get and then you realize your pretty much stuck with it. 


Now how does one undo one's wish, simple wish to undo it. But do we realize the consequences, come to think of it never, all we do is regret for even thinking about it. Now I don't want to sound all cynical. It's an answer I seek, if I had wished for something and I happened to receive it, there must be a reason behind it. My single stream of thought caused a change in someone else's life, maybe it affected not one but many. 


For the fact you received the wish in the first place means that there was a purpose, a deep meaning behind the same, undoing it might not only change your life but also many you don't even know. 


And the reason I want a dimple on my cheek is to simulate a frown as a smile.     

Thursday, January 21, 2010

Didn't make a round trip

He kissed her on her right cheek,
wiped the tear drop off her left,
he bid his goodbyes and set sail on the white ship.

She blew him a kiss and waved hard,
They exchanged silent 'I love yous',
She returned back home with a sigh.

She waited for his call for days,
He never rang home,
She wrote him a letter,
She said even with people around her she felt alone.

He didn't call back, he did not reply,
He had left her stranded,
She did not move on.

One day the phone rang,
She happened to pick it up,
A man spoke to her in a high pitched voice,
He took a her name twice the first one was with hello,
and the second time he did so was to tell her that her man was never to return.