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Now That

Now that I have stepped into this Still unsure, is it my bliss? Or I will succumb to the pressure And not want to explore the treasure
Now that I have stepped into this Will I be able to dismiss? The comforts of the other world The support of the complete herd
Now that I have stepped into this I cannot afford to be remiss In fact, the attention needs to double I also need to be prepared for trouble
Now that I have stepped into this I will ensure it is not a miss I will surely find my own way

Just Keep At It

Does it feel like your own? Even when you are alone Do your fingers grasp it? Is it the best fit?
But you still in two minds Looking through those blinds My future, my present, my past Till when will this last?
Not enough support to ride on Seems like a distant dawn Let me take the “normal” way At least will know day by day
Then, somewhere deep inside “I also don’t want to hide This is where I belong This is what I long”
So here, take my word Need not to go with the herd If there is enough fire Be sure, you will never tire
Just keep at it, don’t drop it Progress begins bit by bit The clouds will surely move You just be in the groove
Some years later, you look back “This is where I changed my track” Not only you, but others around Even those, you used to hound

All The Same, But

I want to ask a few things As the morning bird sings Is someone else waking you up? Now does he ask wassup?
Does he also give that extra time Irrespective of the chime Are your mornings still the same If not, do you still pass the blame
Without you being with him Even though chances are brim Does he just message “something wrong” Does he also remind you of that song
Is he awake till you sleep Does he also hide his weep Does he call and only you cut It is all the same “but”
Are his words also as loud Does he make you feel proud I seriously hope he is tall And you do have a ball
These questions cross my head But I mark this zone as red Whatever the answer may be I am sure there is still no “we”

I Stand

Seated along with all of them Multiple thoughts that stem Decision, path, the way ahead A bed or it is red?
Even though they also disparate I don’t know how to rate Still on a set, proven path While I, in a rain bath
Some agree some ignore For others, it is a bore “This just does not make sense Why are you making it tense”?
Do I take undue pride? Even in a supported ride Or it is truly a high To the world, I say Bye
While today even I don’t know The direction for the blow But for I will stay Even without a rays