Planning it for years,
Chalking the next step,
the prisoner finally broke out,
through the bars and the walls dark,
into the light divine and free,
he was out again, on the flee!

He heard cries discouraging,
'They will catch you again' they said,
He smiled to himself,he knew they will,
But the escape was what he loved,
the freedom in between the captivities,
the running in between the moments of lying still.

Catch me as many times as they can,
run away, i will all of them,
prisons are meant to be broken,
walls meant to be leapt over,
chains which kept me to the walls bound,
these chains fuelled my desires to rebound.

Running keeps me alive and pumping,
hoping for the freedom beyond the hill,
someday catch me again,of course,they will,
the chains might get stronger,the walls thicker,
break them I will all my life,
On the run,is what keeping me still alive!

Reading the same books together,
watching the same movies,
we discuss the world which surrounds,
our talks,though,are without sounds.

Our thoughts mirroring each other,
our likes matching uncanny,
opinions never going against the other,
even the mood swings occurr in sync.

Laughing over the world's eccentricity,
celebrating our quirks and oddities,
we share our drinks and sorrows,
I don't mind,when he,
my favourite jacket borrows.

Our minds think alike,
our plans overlap,
our steps follow one rhythm,
equally intelligent,equally dumb,
we might look no different to some.

You must have met him or me someday,
to tell which one,there is no way,
sometimes i am him,sometimes him me,
its funny though,you will never see the we,
we hate it when the number becomes three,
though he comes out in all his elements,
when a cloud of loneliness on us descends!

Never once you gave a thought,
while all the trivial fights you fought,
the day is never gonna come back,
while wanting everything you lack,
someday it will be,you no more,
someday you will be,just a lore.

Thinking about the past and future,
like a sheep fears the butcher,
you lived your life all measured,
saving yourself for some mistaken eternity,
troubling yourself with the nitty gritty,
solving limits tending to infinity,
wishing you had lived your bitty?

Planning too much around your goals,
deaf to the music record on the roll,
too busy to put on your dancing shoes,
catching up on all the important news,
trying hard to make them hear your views,
someday you will have to pay your due,
on the bills you never knew you accrue!

life moves fast,faster than you,
so tear up your lists full of to-do,
and before death comes playing peek-a-boo,
hug her a bit tighter,have fun some more,
one day it will close,the open door,
so stop counting,forget the useless score,
don't fuss on the trivial now,stop being a sore.

the absolute truth is your mortality,
god,religion,money just a formality,
where you stand now, its just gravity
someday dear, will you leave a cavity?

I run through the darkness
I run through the sunlight
I run through the streets
with all my crazy might

The devil chases me
in all forms and shapes
the devil is everywhere
disguised in colourful drapes

The devil in the temple
asking for money to be worshipped
The devil in my school
caning me when my marks dipped
The devil in the books i read
forcing me to believe them myths

The devil in my friends
judging me through the coloured lens
The devil in the movies
showing me those dreams hence
The devil in everything that surrounds
the cacophony of noise and I drown!

I am home, I am safe
locked in my room alone at last.
Looking at the mirror I see his face,
The devil smiling and then a blast.
With them devils outside I could win,
but how could i escape the devil within?

What is it that you really looking for?
the unending quest leading nowhere,
the questions facing you at every stage,
the answers that won't come at any age.

You can have all you want and desire,
Do you really after all feel the need?
You can try and maybe put out the fire,
Do you but infact enjoy the burning?

The kingdom waits out there to be ruled,
Do you really want to be just the king?
The world waits - its yours for taking,
Do you really want to wield the ring?

The girl is yours, waiting to be asked,
Do you consider self good enough though?
It can start anytime with a charming smile,
Do you have the patience to see it through?

The fight can be finished in a few minutes,
Do you really want to put the final blow?
This might just work out in your favour,
But do you really enjoy just lying low?

Isn't it all finally, just a number?
the time which flys by,
the money you accumulate,
the marks you score on the test,
the age you hide to your best!

the floor you live on,
the steps you take to reach there,
the bus you take to work,
the hours you pretend to be busy.

the baskets you score in the game,
the trophies which your shelf adorn,
the number of babies that will be born,
the weight you avoid to put on,
the distance you wish you had gone.

the litres of petrol in your bike,
the songs you sang in the mike,
the answers you now found out,
the questions you will face again,
the bills you pay when you shop,
the birthdays you feel on top,
the pills you will someday pop,
the date on which you will finally drop!

The invite laughs at my plight,
you and another name is now a reality.
I read his name and wonder how he must be,
better than me or maybe worse at times.
I look at your pic and imagine,
a hint of sadness, even when you are all smiles.

Its time now for the last goodbye,
and a surprising gush of relief inside,
goodbye to those endless days of trying,
goodbye to those nights of crying.
goodbye to convincing myself there is hope,
goodbye to saying yes when you say nope.

goodbye to pretending loving those faults in you,
goodbye to those days of endless blue,
goodbye to the constant analysis of who went wrong,
goodbye to the wait which was getting too long.

goodbye to being forced to love your family,
goodbye to smiling when they were being wily,
goodbye to asking your forgiveness everyday,
goodbye to wondering what I was being sorry for!

goodbye to not being able to move on,
goodbye to wishing you and me were in different decades born,
goodbye to wishing I was a part of your happiness,
goodbye to sorting out this impossible mess!