The uniform
Hiral
It starts with the bloody uniform
the school teaches you to blend in
to lose your identity and your thoughts
in the uniformity of this society

It starts with the wretched uniform
you are shaped in a common mould
to study the useless past and beliefs
of people long gone and extinct

It starts with the stupid uniform
you grow up to be a qualified being
qualified enough to follow rules
and never to question them or lead

It starts with that miserable uniform
you study the different scientists
and lose the one in your self
only later to work for some big company

It all starts with that dumb uniform
you simply learn the meanings of terms
like innovation and discoveries
only to use them in your day to day dialogue
and never to try to make one yourself

It all starts with the miserable uniform
you are just taught to fit in
to follow the conventions and paths
which have long lost any meaning

and finally it really does start with the uniform
you are leading now a life so common
with almost everyone around you and never try
to break out of it and find your own thing!
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Judged no more
Hiral
The time has come the moment is upon
tired of judged from when i was born
tired of the eyes which despise
everything they see different from their own

tired of being branded in a game
winner or a loser, its just a name
tired of always being classified
unable to live, long before i died

tired of the adjectives,
chasing every act
tired of the comments,
hurled behind every human's back

tired of the biases
ruling those 'intelligent' minds
tired of the opinions
offered when none would be fine

its time now to break the rules
and not stay as one among the mules
its time now to free these chains
and not get lost in these common lanes

its time now to jumpstart this life
and not be a part of everyday strife
its time now to break out of the lore
its time now to get judged no more!
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Death - by parts
Hiral
Dont you agree now to what i say?
death isnt an instant but slow
its not the encounter on the last day
its something you live with everyday!

Come now , i will take you through it
each step and each part that dies
and then you will definitely realise
you miss some too within, that died

for most people its always, the part
that comes first is of course the heart
this is what gets broken in you
it can be anyone who wasnt true
its the most silent death and yet
even the worst ever to endure

then comes the brain, killed easily
by the mundane , the routine we so love
the work that fails to make us think,
this is by far the most painless,
except for the rare few who depend on it.

then there are the obvious ones,
the physical organs of this superficial being,
the lungs die with every puff of smoke divine,
the liver with every swig heavenly.

then somewhere in time come those dreams
they are offcourse bound to die, they were
too big for these small eyes , but still
i would say save them if you can , they
are the most important part of you,
they are always enough to survive, to take
you through this part by part ordeal.
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Winner takes all
Hiral
The finishing line came alive,
the crowd was up in their seats,
cheering and dancing up a frenzy,
the winner was all they wanted to be!

Far off in the distance he still ran,
though now he had no reason to complete,
the crowd would now soon be gone,
about the loser it never really cared.

but instead he erupted in a fresh burst,
pushing towards the finish desperately,
i went upto him as he just ended the run,
'what was the point in completing now?',
He said 'many reasons kid ,but first its fun.'

'What did the winner take today?,
a finished dream , and now he is finished!
i have ran for five years and never won,
but beating myself every year i have done,
and i still have reason to run next year,
hell yeah i am taking more than him dear!'

Winner takes all , they always say,
bullshit! if you running for the prize,
but when you run for the love of the game,
losing is what keeps you alive!
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