END AND BEYOND

END AND BEYOND

Not an hour passed, let alone a day

indifference, dropped; for some other time

but that time was not far, for it turned around fast

buried, it should have been, to let it not cast.

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Not a day passed, let alone a week

greatness, felt; to be forever

not as against others, for thyself prime

for time turned again

realizing it wasn’t even worth a dime.

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Indifference or greatness, don’t matter then

its after a while that you realize

all that time, no low all high

now getting high is a far cry.

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At then, you wait restless though

for atleast it came, no anger so

to forget what happened in the day

for good happens rare

to start all over and make hay.

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Feeling like a fool

that then, was pride, yes I am

yes I am, in that big stride

different from what you feel now

‘coz you gave your all

but not good enough was your best

but blame has to rest

but finger to be pointed

but avoid, keep that anger

inside you, under the hood

the state you are in, not thoughtful

of, for you, what’s bad what’s good

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What’s bad what’s good, for good you strive

to make a life and not just survive

go back, go back to what you wrote once

yes, the quiet burial, back by few months

started with seven, ended at five

the sins you were not able to define

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Learn, put a stop, the urge to blame

take the biggest sin at the edge of the flame

no mistrust, no mistrust was ever planted

all you did was, you took her for granted.

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Say love has a mind of its own

refute, to the core, cease the bond

for power lies, not in love

but in end and beyond

end, not to stop the selfless lies

but instead, Energy Never Dies.

THE QUIET BURIAL

THE QUIET BURIAL


Fear of loss, of failure, of felony

Of past that made you weak within

But ‘coz you fear to pen down your thoughts

You just committed the 7th sin


Create; you build the dream you saw

But none was wiser to judge your thoughts

‘coz none was wiser to share the feel

‘coz none was there for you to heal


Inflicted wound, in your mind

The dream was not for the world to see

The 6th sin committed, you possessed your thought

Fear to come out in open but flee


As Frost declared in his epic

“The road less travelled” was what he claimed

You believe you did the same

But a few hundreds on the way, you blamed


Your trust in self is worth a penny

‘What if!’ rules your mind in pain

5th sin on the brink, up and heady

‘coz the grass you chose, rotten or green

You judged yourself as wrong already


Three, the number, mysterious of all

As much as you want, mortal you are

Three sins already, unforgiving world

From tomorrow, you pledge, to end all hate

But world has plans, as one said

Tomorrow never comes till it’s too late


That moment in life

Life becomes surreal

The world comes to honour, to smirk in pride

The honour is in relief, that it is for real

The honour is in witnessing, The Quiet Burial

WHAT MATTER THY NAME

For the past has made you sick

To what you were and you’ll ever be

You cling on, on to it with force

But unforgiving is the carnage

Coz for people you’re along with

What matter thy damage?

What you lived for, for all those years

The magic the touch, the touch of class

Your glory and name, name of no use

No mood no time, no time is just an excuse

Single miss and you’re forgotten

The case is not supportive

Depression brings out creativity

But anger is all you got

Retaliation without any pity

Justify for all you like

You run you cry for what you hold dear

But for people you’re along with

What matter thy fear

You fear your critics, you fear your fans

Time is right to call it quits

To die to fathom or to fade away

Or try to collect the broken bits

For your work was art and not your job

But job has got you fame

When you die and die you alone, then

What matter my name, what matter thy name