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!

Tugging and pulling at it doesn't work,
sleeping over it, drowning it in the drink,
putting it off as a dream,even as it
rings in my mind as a scream!

it plays like a film without the ending credits,
plays over and over again like a stuck reel,
something that just refuses to switch off,
why isn't there a powercut within me, God?

sometimes it explodes in an overdrive,
blocking out every noise in vicinity,
and the world fades out to me,
left to battle alone with the memory.

at times it surprises,lying still,
like a dark game of hide and seek,
and just as i get ready to declare victory,
sprangs on me with accustomed skill,
pins me down and goes for the kill,
and sadly leaves me alive against my will.

is it really that strong,
am i really that weak,
do i really want to win this fight,
am i really fighting with all my might?
or am i really just loving,
living with the distant memory?

The teacher is on a drone
my mind though is alone
i stare out the windows of the school
the grass is green, the air feels cool
i want to play i need more time
i cant sit in the class morn till noon

college has begun, engineering seemed fun
but the chain has tightened, unable to run
the class now goes from morn to five
like a bee has stuck to the hive
we do catch our moments here and there
but freedom it does feel very rare

enter the company, time did flew
working at my desk on nothing new
day begins after i swipe in
the day ends much before i swipe out
trapped to my cubicle from time unknown
life it seems is out on a loan

its time to retire, hope renews
i am all free, time is all i have
but the house is empty, everyone else trapped
sons and daughters on the other side now
with whom do i share my moments
i need to get free again but how

death embraces, timeline is redundant
i get my own coffin, a comfy jail
trapped from the day i was born
trapped till death and ever after
the body is now just gonna wilt
the soul is in search of freedom yonder...