THE BIRD THAT FLEW AWAY

I have kept you down

7 years

In my cage of house

Filled with redemption

Ever since like a slave you worked,

Day in and day out

Perhaps,

I have to remind myself

*That some aren't meant to be caged

Their thoughts are, 

Just too bright.

And when the bird flew away,

The part of me 

*That knew it was a sin to lock it up 

Did rejoice 

Sometimes it makes me sad though 

To let the bird go  

  *Reference to Shawshank Redemption 

APOLOGIZING MIRROR

The shadows when lay upon me 

Nothing but truth is revealed 

Those sorry faces 

Some angry on facts 

When nobody around 

I am no more authentic 

Maybe I even lie 

Maybe I conceal the honesty 

Maybe I pretend to the moon;

That it shines like the sun 

Maybe the scars vanish 

From the wall in front 

Only when you aren't watching 

I am sorry 

I won't lie to you 

OLD SPEAR

I have tasted blood 

On my lips 

I have no compassion 

They say, 

I have smeared a few, 

Probably many lives 

But no one disagreed - 

"I was faithful to the ones 

That had my back"

I deserve no mercy 

As I have given none 

And along with all others 

I was thrown into the armory 

No longer useful

(The spear never kills the person that throws it, but still it is treated without respect once it is blunt)

END OR BEGINNING

FAREWELL CONVERSATION IN EVERY MIND !!

School : The great era is inching towards its end.

Life     :  The greatest era is inches away. 

School : Your best friends are never gonna meet you like before. No more hanging                  around with them like the past and no more of madness of childhood.

Life     : There are great friends awaiting for you, and I am meant to walk away with                 experiences and not stand still for them to happen.

School : The uncomplicated feeling of being in a position from altering identities of an               adult and child will be no more.

Life     : A grown up adult has its own benefits and unlimited fun.

School : Its tough to stand with the competitive world.

Life     : You even complain today due to your unsatisfactory position in schooling life.

School : You will miss the rides and all the places where children are allowed and                    you sneaked your way in

Life     :  You always longed to disclose the curtains of adventure in the stunts or                       activities marked  "Above 18" 

Its a never ending battle and the declaration of winner is probably the way each one perceives ...

FIRST BLOOD

The tide had brought you closer

It was the tide, that took you away

Its the sword that 

Warriors fight for;

Its the sword that kills them 

Like the wind you reached me

And the same drew you away 

But I still feel the pain 

Though I know

Nor the tide,wind 

Neither the sword would revert back

I knew you were gone 

You had drawn the first blood  

The scars remains 

Even after the battle

The blood stops oozing out 

But the vengeance doesn't  

( Like the tide, wind - both of them come and go at their own pace. Similarly she came and went away and she is similar to the sword - its what you want hurts you. )

MEMORABLE MEMORY

Memory is a strange thing

The more I tend to forget

Immortal it becomes

The more I recollect

Impossible it becomes

The more you want 

It to evacuated 

The more it tends 

To be congested

Believing in your(brain) courage 

I have let down my heart 

I have failed 

I want every tip of neuron 

With the soothing touch of heart 

I want every strategy of yours 

To be polished by care 

And every revenge planned 

To be turned into forgetfulness

An exception can be made -

Every memory of her's 

To be erased for treason

By the avenge of my heart 

WAITING DOWN

The story unwinds itself 

Beneath the looks of the moon

On the bridge 

Came she 

Just like the wind 

I could feel every moment 

Every single word 

Was memory for me 

Every single of her smile

Redefined the previous one

I was soaked deep 

Into the charm 

Oblivious of the fact 

She, like the wind 

Was gone 

One day

I kept waiting down 

Under the bridge 

TWO SPEECHES

THE ULTIMATE GOODBYE

Two speeches 

The head boy speech marked 

The end of a childish beginning

The farewell speech signified 

The beginning of an ultimate end 

But today, ( 13 February 2016)

It felt 

As if the tears had left the eyes 

As if the dreams had left the nights

As if the happiness faded away 

From the long smile 

As if the feather ought to fall

Even tough the resistance of wind 

It knew It will fall

We all knew this day would come 

Every piece of earth 

In the school 

Tells a vivid story 

Entangled in secrets and joy

I could bid GOODBYE to all

Except one, except her 

My heart could not take this truth 

Just as I said-

"From you, I don't depart,

Rather in you, I leave of me as a part"

PAIN NOT THE GRIEF

It is not the  grief

"Of being in the darkness"

Its the pain

"Of retreating back to darkness

Once you have seen the sunlight "

That kills you

I could have stayed down there

For yet another month

Living just like the

Moments of past two years

I resisted every blow down here

This could have been just another

If you wouldn't have

Shown me the sunshine above

Shown me those dreams 

Its a lot painful when 

The dreams are broken 

Than the grief of never having one!

WORTH THE WAIT!

When the steps slow down 

And the heart beats faster 

When the lights fade out 

And movements clear in dim 

When the dreams awake

And the unending roads begin

When the shadows 

Leave us all alone 

I will hold on tight 

Whisper the secrets into your heart

You ruled on every moment 

And it all added till today

But this moment was worth the wait 

To sit back 

Fill myself with the realization

That the cause of her best smile 

Was ME!

LOOSEN STRINGS

The whole city 

Tied with loosen strings 

On this festival 

Unknowing who is on the other end 

It just mattered until 

There was a string 

But life

Posed a different situation for me

It  didn't matter to me 

What bond of string I shared 

Whether of friendship, care 

Or even enmity

Until I am assured

On the other 

She is holding my string  

AN OUNCE OF ME

She requested 

An ounce of me 

And I most 

Graciously offered her

Blindfolded by virtuality

And unable to see

Behind the curtains of beauty

She deceived me in thin air 

And I lay shocked 

Every bit of me 

Every piece of that ounce

Which was gone was painful

But i justified 

My happiness with a forced smile 

Convincing him that 

"I am feeling better than before"

But the truth 

Being drastically different 

I couldn't breathe without it

Because when 

The evident realization 

Dawned on me 

She had not taken an ounce 

I was left only an OUNCE!!

TRYST WITH FRIENDSHIP

In the sheer complexity 

Of the tests of friendship

We tend to forget 

The simplest of solutions

Let your friendship float 

Above the surface

Don't allow it to sink

Down to grave secrets 

Of each other 

It reveals poison 

And sooner your friendship

Longs for sunlight 

Longs for love

Down in the trenches under the sea

Truth is the pinch 

Of reality, of justice

Which will shatter your weak friendship

And test its authenticity

But if it passes

There will be a hand 

Long enough,

To pull it up high 

And propel into the sky !