HOLIDAYS = BORING DAYS

The number of missed shots 

Kept on increasing 

The count of holes on the dartboard

Became countless 

The utter silence 

Completely surrounded me 

And every moment 

Its noise grew louder 

Only the clock 

Ticked away into the silence

As these boring days 

Gently passed by... .

STILL AWAITS

Some misconception 

Still awaits 

Some already transferred

Some curious on their way 

But it was me who did it 

And I regret 

That the truth somewhere lay behind 

Deceived on its way 

And still awaits 

IT WILL TAKE ME TIME FOR ME TO BE NORMAL AGAIN

Having achieved much

Is not always a nice feeling

Even behind the clouds

The sun takes time to come out of the trap

But once you are there on top

On the hill of proud feeling

And watch others working down there

Just close your eyes

Enjoy the moment

Feel the breeze

Because the brain stops working

That those down there

Are working to demolish your hill

And one day you will be in tatters

Even that day will be granted to you

When you will murmur to yourself

“Why did not I work when I was…..”

I glanced at my broken face

The pieces of glass still falling

The blood oozing out of my fist

I could not hear my mom shouting

And I understood that it takes time to be normal!!

10:00 ; WAKE UP SIDD

Finally it is over

Not with joy 

But with a heavy heart 

The epic class 9

A part of me 

Still remains 

Unflinchingly stored in 

Those four walls

And the remaining 

unwilling to face tomorrow 

I think I will wake up 

Probably not in time to see the disaster  

But surely on time to face the disaster!