Saturday, June 30, 2012

End the Sadness

chaos inside, smiling outside, chest emits so much of grief
bottled up feelings, the place gets heavy
and so many things unsaid, still is a coral reef
ages passed, times have changed, inside, heart is still a baby

endless woes they come, living on hopeful dreams
blessing is a family, lucky is to love
suffering is to live, silent tears flow downstreams
a cheezy heaven and a scary hell, an illusion we believe

in this world so round, its all a cycle
nothing started with an apple
lifetime lasts 3 days, ends quicker as a bubble
everyday a new question we face on every channel
endlessly keep solving the most toughest puzzle

as we grow, the world grows
youth then, old now, end is soon - god knows
still the smile is on, days are hopeful
the smile will last, the days wont

flesh and bones, its all that is
empty hands, but greedy hearts
why so cry?, why so whine?
know nothing whats in store
know not of future days,
give more, learn more

end the sadness
give a smile to those who cant afford one
a warm hug shared, the battle is already half won
end the chaos leave a happy season
worlds created to which you're the special reason

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Day in the life of a middle class


waking up to a struggle
brushing teeth at the mirror
planning a day long fight and snuggle
with a pride and a grin
hiding all the pain form deep within
the same road when rode long ago
Isnt easy these days, but still costs the same ego
to fill the tank on, hopin for an extra mile
headphone on, shirt tucked in..we still smile on

Along with a credit, along with a debt we war with inflation
fight all the odds, live in clarity amidst confusion
dodging every obstacle, hoping for a miracle
very little fun,and some bollywood entertainment
very big at heart, even with a corrupt government
And the dreams are bigger, and the hopes are strong
thats is how our days go, and we move along

waking upto a struggle
day begins again and I brush at the mirror
Its getting tougher and tougher
Keep the chin up, keep the head high
For everything is ours, even the full sky
Its gonna be a bit tight
stonger we become, its all gonna be alright