Days when I’m wrong..



Ever happened that everything seemed wrong?
Ever happened that it kept irritating, Just that one song?
Ever happened that all you felt was a burning gloom?
Ever happened that inside your head it’s “BOOM BOOM BOOM”?

Yes, that is how every semester of my life is,
Is it my flaw or is it who I’m- A Black Sheep?
Yes, that is what every one’s view is, be it her or his,
Am I ever gonna change or I’d always weep?

Chances are there that I’d loose her again,
Chances are there that I’ll cry is dusty rain,
Chances are there that every one would discard me,
Chances are there that a flashback I may see.

Yes, that’s how each season ends,
With sad reviews & cunning critics,
Yes, that’s how before fate your back bends,
With ruined relations & a heart so weak.

Sorry I’ve been for feeding my ego more,
Sorry I’ve been for making my wounds sore,
Sorry I’ve been for missing out on your feelings,
Sorry I’ve been for my ignorant kneeling.

Yes, that’s when I’m perplexed & puzzled,
About the courage inside the coward I’ve been,
Yes, that’s when this hassle becomes trouble,
When the “RED” never turn into “GREEN”.

Inside me, I’ve forever known what to do & how
Inside me, I’ve still lost control over myself,
Inside me, I’m regret ful to events so ‘wow’
Inside me, I know I just couldn’t help.

Yes, I’ve done mistakes & I am repeating them,
But this time I’d not loose in this battle,
Yes, I do not wish to loose her for life,
Be it take riding miles with a single paddle.

Alchemy of Dove & Dust.



You ever felt like?

Phase I –

Standing alive among mechanistic samples,
Like a nipper mango overshadowed by big red apples,
Piffling through some great typical common sense,
Yet trying to pass through a drowsy fence,
Distant so much that cloud now yells,
Bleeding my ears with those corporal bells,
How much I demand from my so-called reality?
Embrace my fiction & I live with clarity.

Hypocrite heart & the cousin mind,
Soul & body they together bind,
Insidious insecurities igniting illusions,
Avoiding sabbath against sinful confusions,
You walk on the sand & it turns into a race,
Running to survive through the camels of fate,
Intangible worthlessness misplaced somewhere,
Enigmatic complexity which doesn’t seem to care.

Blooming around thugs of my misery,
The “omnipotent” & “contaminated” single Jury?
Gratitude & servitude battling my vision,
A Marvellous apology by the unforgiven,
Inductee to my inevitable journey of life,
Glaring sympathies! A compulsion to hide,
Spontaneous stars having lecherous goals,
The more I withdraw, The more I unfold.

Phase II –

Excuse the Devil! Hollers the Luminary,
Wiring yourself with blessings mandatory,
Ginormous the “ego of the egg” melts down,
Ludicrous my reasons just love to frown,
Shields of beliefs to protect the innocent,
Superman returns from nerdy “Clarke Kent”,
Hastened the actions bringing back the hopes,
“The one who survives is the one who copes”

Mistakes tend to gain a sweet serendipity,
Those who mattered shelter with relativity,
On a rainy day when you dance over moody blues,
Learning to depress the “Blackish” hue,
Revenge is ravishing when you explore gentility,
Showing mirrors of disgrace to misused profanity,
Being reverential towards yourself is must,
Completing your “Alchemy of Dove & Dust”.