Angry world

Anger.
It dissolves over time. And yet it doesnt disappear. It converts.
It converts in guilt.. if u were wrong.
It converts in regret… if it was uncalled for and often it leaves behind pain… for what shouldn’t have been.

And yet i am angry most of the times for a fresh new reason.
I am angry all the time…
Aren’t we all?
We?
Hope we are!

Often wonder these days..
Breaking out seems great
Although aint sure of what next
The bars seem fragile alright
The bondage is something else
When have mere hurdles stopped you
When have we succeeded through
Break from one the others ready
Then alone it sinks in
The hurdles arent real
The idea is…
Cross one and you find next

A new start

i cant believe the endless breaks i take to write anything in this blog. Almost a year on and i finally think of writing something up here. Well thats what happens when everything gets confusing and everything just falls apart around you.

No more am i better off
just a change of scene
The crimes i did just follow on
Its just a change of being
Battling for a new start
you learn just a bit too late
you get anything that you want
But that what u just craved
A fresh start never comes
Never in a sole lifetime
Life doesn’t lay down the cards
such easy tender ways
Its you who got to make it up
Its you who have to suffer
Coz if anythings for ever on
Its you and your past together
A new start now seems wanted
A new start becomes the drug
That every part in your damaged body
every ounce of your ravaged soul
craves on forever more
But just like everything else
Life doesnt lay down the cards
such easy tender ways
Its you who have to live it through
Its you who have to make it work.

hmmph!

When was the last time you looked in the mirror to find a stranger stare back?
When was it that you last saw a figure chasing you and realize its just you- its all in your head?

Well, welcome to my world. Welcome to my ailment-
Come lets share the madness.

Coz finally its all about loving yourself.

Hmmph. I think TV ruins us all! and it does a pretty damn task too!

More and more thoughts can escape me- more and more words splatter the page.
Just like blood would gush out of a fresh wound
Just like one would etch to one’s death.

Not an idle mind to ponder
Not a cunning brain to scheme
With the numbness that this city offers
With ultimate ratrace that personifies a being
With less than a second to spare
With more than a lifetime to live.
I just walk on… I simply walk on!