Sacrifice

No regrets, will you, let turn into pain
No words, will you, let fuse into nothingness
Our sacrifices,as they are, would never go in vain

No roses would rot amid the creamy pages
No cupcake could have tasted sour
If those sacrifices don't dwell behind cages

The room with the only dim light and the eyes with a broken sleep
That night, you remember how you were lost in a labyrinth
Of words, the sacrifices that give you what you keep

All those apologies and those long awaited arrivals
All those messages under 'drafts' and those half poems
Only those sacrifices would earn us our winners and rivals

No chocolates, No bracelets
No handmade cards or those photograph pendants
The sacrifices which only you could have pet

Tell me, how could you walk on gold
Had you not known the white, the grey and the black
Those hands, only your sacrifices could carefully mould

Numbing pain and the agony without respite
How could you not remember
The sacrifices stretching till the sunlight

The love that was unaware of its bounds
The hate, too timid to open up
Those sacrifices lost on indiscriminate grounds

Not a single drop streaming from the eyes
And not even the prolonged sleepness nights
These sacrifices, as we endured them, do not die

From the dreary abode to magnificent lane
No devotions, not even the gone time
In those sacrifices, may ever go in vain.

End of my life to the beginning peace

All my life I'd been waiting
For all the mammoth moments
My life and those uproarious screams
To the inanimate wishes
And  our way of personifying their calls
Also their faint occurrences
That emerge in an evanescence form
This journey that I've come through
Inching toward the concealed end
One that awaits my victory
The end that unleashes the tranquil that
I've been craving long since
Long since I've possessed a conscience
Which is a power
Defying the laws that
Build in a patient ghost
But we are all great in giving love
and great in not expecting them back
For, the greatness interrogates us
and reverts back with the deeds
Undone, done, savage, courteous
All those deeds that take me
That take us
To the end
The key to my peace
The end of my life
To the beginning peace

The Cottage

A destiny so obscure
Far- Flung
Amidst the running horses and weeping forests
There was one cottage
Blurred and broken by the moonlight
The twinkles pulled me
The keys were pressed upon by themselves
Every fiber of that cottage had life. Tainted.
A piece of wreck humbled by nature
Was it possessed? By the demons?
Was it inhabited? By the deadmen?
Or was it just an inconspicuous house?
They spoke and shivered and hesitated
The bricks, yes
So I entered. Solicitous.
To give them and stop the clamor
Of the cottage and those that embodied her
Sins, Washed with sins and bathed with sins
Hammering the walls, clearing the dirt out
Coloring the delusive bricks
And did it all
There was no one there
No demons, no deadmen, 
Neither witches nor wizards
But the cottage shone bright now
Bouncy and Breezy in the moonlight
Paused the horses
Calmed the forests
Peace ushered
Dragged the cats and the cows
And the squirrels and the birds
As they avow
Not a cottage now
A house.
A home.
A world.

"A vivid destiny".

A dream or a Nightmare?

The silenced talks which were breathing,

For a girl who bore them all

She saw a dream

Where she cuddled all over him

They held the hands

Like a heaven’s prison lock

The cute curve on her face

Stuck like a bubble to a soap

Amazingly she realized

Someone has taken over her shadow

But then, shadows are black

Who told her, they all leave once

For a heart, that was weak

So weak, it could never let it go

Even when without an else choice

A life’s story to be narrated

By someone who got detached

How she smiled, how she blushed

Is now a dream , so blurred

He said- “don’t expect”

So she never did, but hoped

And now that shadow

Which follows her

Is a black nightmare

She cried her heart off

Wounded in a temple without pillars

Gazing over the surroundings

Where every bit reminded her

Of the dream which is a nightmare now

Of those times when the shadow followed her

Now asked her to follow

With a twinkle to find the lost him

Afraid to sleep

To see a dream

Which turned into a nightmare

In no time

Afraid to go outside

To Face him

And melt within

Her story is sad

But she’s less

For now she finds light

Out In the pours of dark

A question unanswered

Is the only prayer

Her lips say

-       -   Was it a dream or a nightmare?

Walk Down

Walk down, young friend, Walk down

'Cause you are a player and no more a clown

Rise again and take the start,

Be a survivor and do your part.

Remember to wear out, 

All your terrible fears out.

Walk down the path that follows,

So what, it is full of sorrows?

Be not afraid and stand tall, 

Build up yourself heedlessly and break the wall,

Enter the perpetual fight and do not fall, 

For this is the mere beginning, wait for all.

Think like you lead the race,

Pull up your will and watch the pace.

If you fall towards the end, 

Stand up strong and vaingloriously defend.

'Cause this end is a delusion, 

A lost mind and a found winner's fusion.

Walk down, young friend, walk down,

Be the valiant king and wear the crown.

Like a soldier who seeks a rebellious charm,

A downfall is nothing but an alarm,

Wake up obdurately and keep calm,

Fight it till dawn with your remaining arm

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Canonize your footprints that are eternal, 

As you are your own army's colonel.

This path is a field , you are the player, 

Hey! The Dauntless! play a game fair.

Forget not, that it all started with your being feeble,

Praise your defeaters, they are yet more capable.

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T'is game is untold, the gallants borrow,

Drink the rotten energy, the pain you swallow, 

Wounds are deep, but the body is shallow,

Walk down , Young friend, Walk down the path you follow..

A knife in Pocket [Rapist's Mind}

A knife in my pocket
Lionizing my fatality
Come to me
To make love , Ms. Pretty

This ain't tough and so ain't you
This is elan and so you do
Once you condemn, I'll be hard
It has worked and we can't depart

A knife in my pocket
Is possessed to pierce
The scared conscience
to turn wild and fierce

You startle me with this
For you fail to kiss
I am frail. Too
Let us do it hard, will you ?

This shadow is dark
Shimmering in the mouth of shark
I try to revere the intercourse
Don't be dilapidated and come with force

There's a knife, I possess
To stab right through your desolate soul
And to exterminate your stubbornness
As I am an imprudent ghoul

Hahahaha..Don't cry Babe.
Night is young and so are you
And now I stare.
The blood poured by the crimson you.

Snatched Away

They could have seen her laughing , playing in the sand,
Her eyes and tears in this marvel land.
The magic of god , what she quoted,
An alluring angel lord has allotted.
But all the magic was gone,
The day she was born.
Tears rolled down and the cruelty began,
In search of love, she ran.
Even in the darkness, twinkled her eyes,
Thinking of when she could rise.
Life had a different meaning,
Towards the dark, it was leaning.
But neither did she stop , nor did she lose,
To live or to die, was for her to choose.
She chose to live,
For,she still had much to give.
Bearing all pain , her soul gyrated through torture and remorse,

But then suddenly the angel was seen no more,
Now , nobody could beat her , nobody could ignore.
Why did she disappear , is still a quest,
Flew the bird, from her nest.

The only mistake of her death,
Was her mournful birth,
And before she could live,
Lord snatched the angel from the earth