[Poetry] An Awesome Tomorrow

No matter where you are today;
Strive to create an awesome tomorrow;
So that for people who laugh at you now;
You become a source to borrow.

No matter where you have ended now;
Strive to carve out a new beginning;
So when you look back at past failures;
Your future is already bright and shining.

No matter how many reject and block you now;
Use the support of those who are with you still;
Work for the success that makes you enviable;
So others want to connect with you of their own will.

You will see that life was really scripted this way;
When one fine day, in retrospect, you wrap it up all;
So you could learn the lessons you ought to;
And inspire millions of others as well.

[Poetry] Dark Clouds

Dark clouds floating from one end of sky to another;
That’s all I get to see every morning I wake;
No smoldering sun in sight nor no moonlit night;
As though I am covered with a maiden’s hair of black.

The sun of my destiny had set a long while ago;
Clouds made me uneasy at first but now loving the dark sky more;
Changes are part of life - one must accept them without a hitch;
I wait for the day when black will become my entire core.

[Poetry] Thirteen Winters of Love

One season is supposed to go, another ought to come;
Here I am, stuck in the same weather, for way too long;
Peeping through one small window once a day;
Had read about three seasons in books: sun, rain and snow;
Nothing changes in here, only I continue to grow.

Thirteen winters, just me and my shadow living;
Peeping through one small window once a day;
Seeing the regular sight of cold and uncaring strangers;
And man and woman looking at each other, seemingly in love;
For years love was something I used to crave.

Till one wise birdie I met once pattered to me:
'Don’t complain ever about anyone about your solitude;
You are not alone, each one of us live and die alone;
Others care more for them and merely pretend to care for you;'
Suddenly I envisaged all the kisses I had seen the couples blew.

One season is supposed to go, another ought to come;
Thirteen long winters, me and my shadow, in one little hut;
Few girls giggling at me through one small window;
I see man and woman in passion like two peas in a pod;
Growing to love solitude more, learning that love’s just a façade.

[Poetry] Attack of The Wolf

[The background: I used to live in a metro where I found both wolves and jackals. The wolves were the 'fraudsters' who were after my money (the so called 'life coaches' or 'mentors'] and the jackals were their 'followers' or ‘chamchas’ who pretended to be my friend and having my best interest in their heart: just to gain my trust and grab my money. Sometimes the 'wolf' and 'jackal' were even buddies! I chose to move away from that city eventually…keeping my best interests in heart]

One poor little heart, living in forest;
Faced once a pack of wolves with bare teeth;
How to survive this quandary;
How not to encounter imminent death?

All of them poised to pounce;
Some from front others from side;
If I look at them they growl more;
Why they want me, while field is open wide?

Two jackals from behind, pierce through;
They come to me, to cajole me;
Saying ‘the wolves are no threat,
But are here to help and protect thee.'

I followed what my own instinct said:
'Neither jackal nor wolf is a friend;
A better place awaits you, far from here.'
Moving away there is what I intend.

[Poetry] The Marriage Dilemma - WHICH GIRL TO CHOOSE?

WHICH GIRL TO CHOOSE?
Some are triple my size others are unsightly;
Some are lazy and stupid actually;
The good ones of my age seem already married happily;
And a few single hotties who wanna live only independently.

WHICH GIRL TO CHOOSE?
Some punch on the nose others complain or act difficult;
Some get angry at a hat’s drop others attack and insult;
The good ones of my age seem have found themselves a colt;
And a few single hotties get high ignoring stag and hugging mutt.

WHICH GIRL TO CHOOSE?
For some relationship is a string to a rich man’s purse;
And the 'empowered' ones think that a man can only break hearts;
WOW! Most men of my age have found themselves a free nurse!
And a few cocky and disloyal spinsters preferring mostly the perverse.

WANTED: A fun loving sexy girl with oodles of self respect;
Who wants a man though can also live quite independent;
Who is nice but won’t make her husband poorer or henpecked;
And intelligent enough to create her future like an architect.
INNER VOICE: Eligible girls of your age found partners, only you're left.

[Poetry] The Wonder

There was a boy and a father,
Living in a domicile of skillion roof,
A few utensils and clothes made their living.
The boy heard one day a creepy dominant voice,
As if emanating from the roof itself,
He took up his flashlight and looked up at the ceiling.

Hmm, it made him wonder,
Oh, it made him wonder.

The boy told his father the voice asked for favor,
"Favor? What favor? I owe nobody nothing," he said,
The boy then told him all that the voice was demanding.
The voice wanted to stay with them, under same roof,
And he wanted them to serve him food every day,
That's all he wanted, no more and nothing.

Hmm, it made him wonder,
Oh, it made him wonder.

He snatched the flashlight from his boy,
Looked at the roof, as if one's sketched a proned human there,
With beard but limbs of a woman, downward he was looking.
The voice repeated again, the same thing to him,
The father felt as if along his back a snake was crawling,
He rushed to a witch doctor, told him all about the ceiling.

Hmm, it made him wonder,
Oh, it made him wonder.

Doctor came with jackal horn, said it must be a foxy spirit,
Chanted all the spells he could, produced smoke in air,
But little did he know how the boy and his father were reeling.
The voice made no more appearance since and they lived happily,
What a relief, they couldn't believe their luck,
For next two days, staring at the roof was all they were doing.

But, it made them wonder,
Oh, it really made them wonder.

Five days hence, a grisly woman in rags visited,
Told them she would cook delicacies for them,
If they let her stay, that was all she was asking.
Delighted and intrigued, they invited her in,
Father loved the food but boy loved the maid more,
Yet he could never tell her about his real feeling.

Hmm, she made him wonder,
Oh yes, she really made him wonder.

He asked her where she was from, she shrugged,
He asked her why she was helping them, she mumbled,
And he heard nothing, wondering what she was saying.
Then one day she said she was from another dimension,
The boy told her if she could let him trek there,
"It's a bad place for bad people," she said, seething.

Hmm, it made him wonder,
Oh, it made him wonder.

He said he was not a bad boy, but she said "no",
He insisted that she take him there for just a day only,
But "no" was all he got from her - and nothing.
He watched her crouched posture as her legs vanished into dark,
Then her torso, waist, hands, breasts and head followed,
Her dark hair was the last to fade, and then there was nothing.

Hmm, it made him wonder,
Oh, it made his father wonder too.

Father was agape, said the house must be haunted,
He burned it down - that place of wonders, and left,
For another place that would be safe and soothing,
Where they'd have nothing to wonder about.
So they hopped into their car and never looked back,
The house was getting crushed bit by bit, still burning.

[Poetry] Distant Memory

Far from home, my finger on the trigger,
Eyes on the enemy lines, beyond the frontier,
My heart grows fonder for you.
Do you think of me at all?
Ever wonder where I am, where I might be?
Do you spare a moment of thought for me?
I've been toiling here far away, so without a clue.

In these moments of agony, my heart grows fonder for you;
Your heartbeats are so distant now, I feel worn and blue;
Thought I had it all, till you gave me that moment of adieu.

Hand in hand, in firm grasp, we let our guard down,
We strolled and fancied, caring nothing of any smirk or frown,
So engrossed in each other, your smile was bliss for my heart.
Do you cherish those moments at all?
Ever wonder how I might be or am I the only one with woe?
Do you spare a moment of thought for me?
Or am I like an erased memory of some sort?

In these moments of agony, my heart grows fonder for you;
Your heartbeats are so distant now, I feel worn and blue;
Thought I had it all, till you gave me that moment of adieu.

Don't know who to trust here, thought I could trust you,
I had faith in somebody once, now faith remains only in a few,
Dust on my face, end near, oh to see those crimson cheeks again.
That innocent smile and blush, do you still have them?
Do you still break so easily to be consoled by somebody?
Have you broken anyone else's heart since?
Do you still behave so unbecoming of gentlewomen?

In these moments of agony, my heart grows fonder for you;
Your heartbeats are so distant now, I feel worn and blue;
Thought I had it all, till you gave me that moment of adieu.

[Poetry] I Won't Succumb to You

Know how I am living my way?
Just my shadow, waking up in the middle of lonely nights?
I wish you'd please me, I wish you'd kiss me;
I can't explain what I felt for you
When I got your one touch or two;
I can't go back there now and don't need to anymore.
Because now I know that -

I am not the one,
That you were thinking of, that you were making out;
I knew that when your heart just closed its doors
To me.

I know I can't take it anymore;
I know I can't bear it without you anymore;
You said you'd never be severing our love,
You've been playing your games and now I have had enough!
I have done it once before, but -
This time I won't succumb, I'd walk away from you,
I won't succumb, I won't succumb at all, to you.

You have told me lies, teased me with half-truths;
You asked for one more chance and then deceived me;
There is no love at all in you anymore,
There is just no love in you anymore.
You'd never expected that I'd be moving on,
You've played your games baby but babes you are so wrong.
Because now I know that -

I am not the one,
That you were thinking of, that you were making out;
I knew that when your heart just closed its doors
To me

I know I can't take it anymore;
I know I can't bear it without you anymore;
You said you'd never be severing our love,
You've been playing your games and now I have had enough!
I have done it once before, but -
This time I won't succumb, I'd walk away from you,
I won't succumb, I won't succumb at all, to you.

I've kowtowed nuff, but no more kissing the ground you walk on, babes
Danced nuff to your tunes, but I am past them all now so don't call on me, babes
You say I shouldn't have counted on you, well I learned to do that the hard way
On me neither your eyes nor your words hold any more sway

You don't love me anymore, I know.
I have done it once before, but,
This time I won't succumb, I'd walk away from you

No, no, never, I won't succumb at all
I won't succumb, I won't succumb, to you!

[Poetry] No Loyalty in Love

O the flowers that you sent me,
Have grown nasty and dry;
Just like your sweet promise of togetherness,
Was nothing but a bitter lie.

There is no loyalty in love;
There is no loyalty in love;
There is no loyalty, no loyalty,
There is no loyalty in love.

Is this some kind of test you are making me go through?
Some kind of insipid exam to prove my love?
How could you promise to never leave me?
And then ditch me just after a fight?

There is no loyalty in love;
There is no loyalty in love;
There is no loyalty, no loyalty,
There is no loyalty in love.

If so was your plan why come to me?
Become my lover, stay for months?
Show me honey-sweet dreams?
Make my life a mess?

Could your nine-day friend ever love you?
As much as I did? Could he ever -
Appreciate you beyond your skin?
Never, never could he, never.

There is no loyalty in love;
There is no loyalty in love;
There is no loyalty, no loyalty,
There is no loyalty in love.

You told me - I was your perfect guy;
You told me you would marry no one else;
How then could you cut me off so coldly?
Is this the real worth of your promises?

There is no loyalty in love;
There is no loyalty in love;
There is no loyalty, no loyalty,
There is no loyalty in love.

All my sorrows - could they come from someone -
I loved from the bottom of my heart?
I never knew that you would - make dreams with me,
And crawl to the bed of someone else for fulfillment.

There is no loyalty in love;
There is no loyalty in love;
There is no loyalty, no loyalty,
There is no loyalty in love.

I used to be where your new friend sleeps now;
Prolly a change of sex would be good for me;
Then I could be cold and heartless,
Just like you now appear to be.

There is no loyalty in love;
There is no loyalty in love;
There is no loyalty, no loyalty,
There is no loyalty in love.

Treat me if you want like the filthy gas;
That comes out of your ass;
Yet how can I ever forget you my love?
Discard dreams which used to be ours?

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[Poetry] Just Quit It, John Doe

Quit calling up to greet and thank people, John Doe
The last time you did it, they accused you of harassment
You really dont wanna get hurt again John Doe, do you?

Quit pointing out follies in other people, John Doe
The last time you did it, they accused you of being nosey
You really dont want that reward again John Doe, do you?

Quit giving directions to the misled, John Doe
The last time you did it, they said 'mind your own business'
You really dont want that response again John Doe, do you?

Being selfish is good, being selectively blind, better
Choose flowers for yourself, leave the thorns for others
You never got love or respect John Doe, why then, give any?