Thursday, September 30, 2010


Addiction. It is strangling me.
Addiction. It is ruining me.
Addiction. I can't get rid of.
Addiction. The inevitable truth.

Friday, September 24, 2010


My "good-heart" what should I tell you?
You are not so good at heart as you used to be.
I don't know what terrible thing had happened,
That our hearts were broken; no you broke my heart.
Whatever I do, you measure me in the scales of
Standards you've built for yourself.
"There used to be a great something between us";
Now it is broken; in vain I try to join it getting hurt everytime by you.
Why my "good-heart" have you become "hard-heart";
That you call my heart fake and shameless,
To love you even after the hard times you've given me?
Oh "good-heart"! I don't want to prove myself before you,
For anything; I hope against hope that you will stand in my shoes
And understand my heart.

Monday, September 13, 2010


My source of creativity has dried up,
Emptiness prevails the head and the heart,
I roam around with no particular goal.
Why has life become so boring all of a sudden?
Like a barren land, it has become hopeless.
I don't know what I do and what I think,
Days pass by, just like that.
I wonder why I'm here with no purpose!
I try to do something, but get attenuated,
Its getting my nerves, but I don't feel tensed;
Instead I feel tired and empty.
I want to run away from everything.
I don't like the world the way it watches me.
I don't like the way some think about me.
I want to say, "I don't give a damn!";
But I can't...
I seem to have lost myself, my consciousness, everything,
Where are those things which I want to keep going?
Where are my aim and purpose;my
Dreams,aspirations and realities?