Albeit; the venom in your heart

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When you think,

you are alone;

when the world seems,

a measly stone.

I will be there;

 all along,

albeit;

you are strong.

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Turn to ash!!

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A dingy, dark room;

filled with smoke.

Empty beer bottles lay beside.

A lip caressed cigarette,

burns bit by bit;

turns to ash and dies out.

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A Suicider’s Plight

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The night was fresh,

with sparks of gray.

Life seemed impossible,

yet it seemed worth it;

worthy enough, to give it a try.

There was a turmoil,

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Happy Place Found on Earth

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Okay, this is not a post, it is just something I thought I should share. I know that most of you already know of it and it is definitely not something that would get into the list of things that is found on other planets like say, water or ice or some type of life form. Our world is already full of life but yes happiness is something each on of us hunt for, be it consciously or unconsciously. It definitely feels awesome to find a place on earth where people are happy. Continue reading

The night, when life was sucked out…

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Brain-Shaped Tree – geograph.org.uk – 342922 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

One night, I had a mental block or in my context you can simply put it as a writer’s block, that means that point of time you know when you actually don’t know that you really know something.  That was the night when I decided I should pen down my thoughts, so that I read it the next day when my brain gets back its life in order to sit back and analyze the points I make when my brain is not functioning properly. Continue reading

One life wasted!!

So it happened almost an year ago, when I got my hands on blogging here. I wrote a few posts on the first few days and then abandoned the blog for quite a long time. Now that I am back I hope to stay and write a lot more than ever.

Coming back, a long weekend makes you wonder about loads of things in your life. One such thing that made me go deep into the topic and made my mind go berserk is civilization.

Questions like, “Why do we do stuffs that we do on a regular basis?” hit me hard in my head. Stuff that you really don’t want to do but have no choice. We actually run after some weird concepts found by our ancestors without questioning.  We follow things blindly since the time we were born, we do what we are asked to do by our loved ones. We spend our lifetime doing stuffs we don’t like, in order to be able to do stuff we want to and if it doesn’t work out that way we bring up our children, provide  them all amenities we wanted to get when we were young, thus making our kids lead a life that we ever wanted to enjoy.

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work sick (Photo credit: Sean MacEntee)

In simple words, we humans run after things that we crave for and in order to get there we do stuff that we don’t like and spend our lifetime getting there.

May be, you did get me, may be you didn’t. If you didn’t get it yet, let me give you an example.

As kids, we were asked to score great marks in all our grades, we strived harder with every test and learned. We used to focus on subjects we didn’t like in order to get good grades to choose the subject we always wanted to study during graduation and post grads. At this point we had already spend around 18 years of our lives. Then we switch to work, we get ourselves jobs. Majority of those who have a job realize that their job is not what they want to do and most of them have no other choice than to stick to the same job, so that they fulfill their responsibilities towards their family and help themselves sustain. They become more or less financially dependent on their jobs. The rest, jump from one job to another until they realize their interest lies in a totally different career and finds solace in either music, writing, painting, photography or any other creative domain.

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Music guitar (Photo credit: @Doug88888)

so basically we take the longest possible route to reach our destination and while travelling, most of the time we actually don’t remember where we had to go and get to a completely wrong place. How stupid is that? How about it, that our life just ends in the middle of the path and we never reach our destination.

I really don’t have any idea, if any of you really get my point but yes I think it is weird if we really don’t have such psychic thoughts once in a while.

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What’s kept in a name?

Am I being weird? Is it just me?

For those, who have no idea about my existence, let me tell you I am an individual who at times keeps mum and the next min talks non stop. I know, that doing this alone doesn’t make me weird but yes the crappy little things that I blabber does put me in the list of being a little weird.

The other day I was with a colleague of mine and all of a sudden I asked, what if humans were named like fruits and fruits had our names.  I mean, I know that i am not being funny here, it may sound bland and stupid and it does but the point here is why the hell do I get such thoughts? I started calling everybody with names (suggested by me). Miss B, became Miss Pomegranate, Mr. S became Mr Orange. Miss. A became Miss. Raisin and Mr. N became Mr Watermelon. The best part is that Most of them responded well to their new names, that is even more than their originals.

This one brings me to the highest level of cracking poor jokes, I guess. But it only makes me think, how does it matter? After all, What’s kept in a name?

P.S – I like to blabber all unnecessary things, that might get stretched or sound boring. But I am this way, do bear with it if you can.

Perception

You wither with time,

faces flip.

When you look inside,

the soul slips.

Changes are momentary,

the basics are fixed.

The corroded brain of yours,

insides, all sipped.

A glass of wine,

or a pint of rum,

gushes down smooth.

and you see a world,

not so true.

The world perceived,

is where I belong.

The world perceived

belongs in you.

Life!!

Gasping for air,

Suffering and suffocating.

Resembles a fish or a bird,

with a slit throat.

An expired Asthalin,

lays beside…

trembling hands reach out

to find the  glass,

and a drop of H2O.

The Smile!!

Colossal structure,

perhaps a contraption,

like a wheel,

whirling and swiveling.

Not a hamlet,

but a locale, deserted.

Mortals bellowing all about.

Afar awaited something,

something mystifying,

a sanctuary or perhaps a shrine.

Holy Cross with a benevolent smile.

Abrupt gaping of the ingress ,

kind of dismayed.

Macabre or a human,

ghastly and scary,

stitching and sewing a carcass,

staring with an eerie smile.

Poem’s background – A dream put together in words.

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