Out of the Blue

Closed Cuboid,
Water stuffed.
Artificial Objects.
Miniature lives.

Differentiating colors,
Intimidating views,
Shared homes,
Restless roams.

Comic,
Agitated,
Calm,
Separated.

Homely pets,
Illiterate.
Floating tails,
Lonely attention.

Frivolous,
Unknown,
Obedient,
Jinxed Resurrection!

Deceiving shrubs.
Lying bubbles.
Gold is orange.
Fishing out of range!

The Untouchables

Early morning,
Water of aura,
Buckets full of strength,
Grooving for struggle.

Sweat carrying
Kiss of flora,
Endless pulley's length
The luggage-man rumble.

Bearing digital mayhem,
Answering to dictators.
Tea and eaves dropping.
Huge huge dreams.

"lay them"
Silent spectators.
Forced cheap shopping.
And yes sex dreams.

Big family,
bigger problems,
even bigger plans,
Happily drunk

over hyped fair-ity
Government emblems
varied clans
nothing left to flunk

the angel of destiny
the side business
long night movers
monotonous songs.

no mutiny
some fuzziness
essential losers
undo-able wrongs.

Men at Work

He is petrifying,

A night crawler,

He deserves respect,

A bounty hunter.

Dedication,

Determination,

Discipline,

Duty.

He knows all the 4 D's,

He is significant,

He is compelling,

sometimes a puppet or a tool.

Of happiness,

Of family,

Of love,

The sacrifice!

Corrupt,

Dictator,

Harsh,

Ruthless.

Intimidated commoners,

Victimised Women,

One and all

Guilty conscious.

Drunkard's nightmare,

Robber's mountain,

Politician's dog,

Speeder's stop.

Neat in uniform,

Protectors,

Symbiosis,

Policemen.

NUMB3r5

Its all about the digits,

Be it 0 or 9 or all.

Numerology or biology.

Or the participants in an orgy.

10 digits of identification,

Or 3 digits of marks in maths.

Number at the back of the jersey,

Or the age at which the mind has grown.

The salary of an employee,

Or the time at which the baby cries.

The frequency of a radio station,

Or number of games in a play station.

The victorious goals,

The battling runs,

The stadium packed spectators,

Number of seducing ice cream cones!

Number of friends on facebook,

Number of followers in twitter,

Number of novels read,

Expecting admiration at every look.

The likes on a girl's pic,

The comments of admiration,

The erotic thoughts,

And some witty sarcastic comments.

The significant better halves,

The horrifying bill payments,

The "scoring" meter and sex craves,

The minimal garments.

Distance covered in a world tour

The drinks gulped in,

The crazy photos clicked.

The items that were puke-covered.

The years of experience,

The accurate mind reads,

So many essential numbers,

But only one matters the most , 1 or I.

Time kills us all

The best friend.

The enemy.

The Party starter.

The Warning.

The wake-up call.

The critical moments.

The nervous conditions.

The timely fall.

The horrendous hurries.

The rash gliders.

The punctual hope-rs.

The clumsy dopers.

The calamity survivors.

The lucky flight missers.

The bullet dodgers.

All timely and safe.

The getting rich triers.

The wannabe cool aspirants.

The becoming celebrity hopes.

Will all go in vain.

Hustler's ambition.

"Scoring" Machine.

Please do love all,

Because time will kill us all.

Football-Our way of life

It's all about football,

The connection with the ball.

Be it physical or mental,

The touch - hard and gentle.

Passion, commitment, goals.

Beautiful game,important roles.

Spirit and motivation.

Leadership and Inspiration.

The joy is endless,

The celebration is limitless.

The feeling is pure,

And I go screaming back for more.

Skill or simple,

Slow or nimble,

Coach or Manager,

Fan or player.

For some its religion.

For some its obsession.

They all see it.

They all believe in it.

There is no bigger sport,

There is no bigger spectacle,

We live to play,

WE play to win.

Winning is not everything.

It is the only thing.

No one likes losing.

And its hard living with it.

Polymorphism

Its anticipated.

With darkness.

And cultural lavishness.

Some hopes devastated!

Infinitesimal.

And huge.

Sharp.

And congenial.

Nimble falls.

Catalystic winds.

Dancing trees.

Shattering windows.

With storms.

With nutrition.

With love.

Innumerable forms.

Passionate affection,

Pouring down on me.

Perspiring in the heat,

Palliated by care and perfection.

Heavenly tears,

Now the dancing angels,

Deserve to die,

In the name of Power.

Right or Wrong,

Simple or Complicated.

Loved or Hated.

Short or Long.

Zeal,

Depression,

Dance,

The life's wheel.

Blink

Water

Eye-lashes

Wet.

Infinite ripples.

Childhood paper boats.

Hilarious slips.

THE WALK!

Maa

Like no other,
Mother.
She carries you,
The world, she shows you!

Teacher,
Lover,
Critic,
Preacher.

Care she takes,
Love she pours,
Priceless forever.
Never say never.

At first,
The path is shown,
Later,
A friend is grown.

Jury and Judge,
All the deeds.
Introspected.
By the Goddess.

(Daughter)
Helping.
Supporting.
Tear vulnerable.
Beautician.
(/Daughter)

(Son)
Soft Chidings.
Shopper.
Tea addict.
Master Chef.

Money,
Vehicle,
Food.
Salvation.
(/Son)

House Manager,
Tireless Worker,
Chore Commander.
"Mother"-Anything for her.

LOST

The sounds are disorienting.

The pictures are not lucid.

Here i stand.

And then i hit.

Pain is real,

Thorough breaths of struggle.

Peace in pieces.

Its time is to heal.

Mind is slow,

winds are swift.

Depth is unstable.

Thoughts are feeble.

Love is rare,

Money is fair.

Wheels are heavy,

Changes , i care.

The only ans to my que is,

IS !

Because day and night,

i want to free my mind.

I tried so hard,

but once,

i didn't feel,

the morning's dawn.

Can u read my mind,

Anticipation?

Observation?

Or just deliverance?

Deserts,

Beaches,

Mountains,

Or Eternity?

Summits,

Space.

Sun.

Or Mars?

Stardom.

Adventure.

Business

Myself?

Sex,

Drugs,

Ethics,

Or Gimmicks?

Gigs,

Tours,

Steady,

Or Unstoppable?

Invincible,

Strongest,

Introvert,

Or Inspiration?

Unfinished

Love is a 4 letter word,
Once spoken here already.
A second bell is not expected.
But the invitation is accepted gladly.

Same things started again.
Time was moving slow.
Songs were in my head,
in the air I was riding solo.

Everything was white around her.
Her elegant beauty was accentuated.
I was a breeze, she was a window flower,
In my heart feelings were inflated.

Love is infallible,
It knows no limits,
Its fantabulous,
With innumerable hits.

My Dreams bear only her smiles,
Her smile is brighter than the sun,
Her hair shines like the ocean.
Watching her walk has no pun.

As the sun sets,
the other side of beauty is disclosed,
She fills d atmosphere with her aura.
In my mind her pics are beautifully poised.

All was good,
But time displayed its enmity,
She loved somebody else,
I was looking for serenity.

life is hard on me,
I wanted her badly,
But someone else had her,
I befriended her gladly.

Everyday is a test,
Everyday i kill my feelings,
I have become a murderer,
A murderer of my soul.

I hate the idea of being in love,
I still do everything to make her happy,
I sacrifice myself ,
I want re-incarnation.

The Time Traveller

When i look in d mirror.

I see failure.

I see loneliness.

I see restlessness.

I failed every exam of life.

I don't know how to even use a knife.

I have forgotten all my skills.

I don't even enjoy those thrills.

I walk the streets alone.

I miss out at every stepping stone.

I never learn from my mistakes.

I always hunted for vague cakewalks.

Time took away my passion.

Money took away my nation.

Fake Love took away my heart.

Gambling took away my life darts.

Liquor is my companion.

Traveling is my profession.

My belief is lost.

My dedication is froth.

I worship the sun.

Walking towards death's gun.

I want to be surprised by inspiration.

I want to relive my generation.

The pain is loud.

The sky seems proud.

The feelings are dead.

There is no rain shed.

I am aimless.

I am jobless.

I am the time traveller.

I am the time teller.

My SSB

First day of clinomania,

49 indifferent faces.

1 definite goal.

5 days of struggle-o-mania.

A cool dude,

Dull energies,

Mohammed Ali,

Clothing - Rude!

Stories and group discussions,

Food and the Ante hall,

A disciplind assembly

27 failed repercusions.

21st off 22 happy faces,

I was relaxd of reality.

My observation mode was on,

Analyzing and readin faces!

Chest numbers:-

1- A dedicated performer

smoking machine + helper.

2- Shaky head + smile bearer.

3- A silent creature + a good dancer.

4- The IT succesful maharashtrian.

5- The Ranbir look-a-like + the mocker of S. Indians.

6- The self proclaimd minister,a talentd marathi.

7- A sex addict + the most pervertd bhati.

8- A TT enthusiast + great story teller.

9- The holi slap victim + The current carrier.

10- The tall nerdy southism carrier.

11-The 'hot' temperd jaat +strong singer + footballer.

12- The most silent Indian.

13- The pseudo b'day boy

14- The punjabi-in-demand.

15- The strongest repeater + sunny mimic + a binding civilian.

16- The load carrier and the follower of voices.

17- A planned gujarati with a calamity in his destiny.

18- A helpful soul with a curiosity of suckin fun.

19- The smart intellectual with no vices.

20-The only tamil in presence,

Tour guide + technical mindset.

22- The dance enthusiast,

The wanted navy presence.

The exhaustin psychological tests,

The plank and balli tests,

The tearin snake race,

The individual task race.

The military planing,

The personal interviews.

The dumb charades and group outings,

The outrageous mocking.

Everything was a teacher,

An unforgettable experience,

The food was magnificent,

Everyone usd to thnk of 'her'.