Feelings unfriendly

Do you simply understand; even though nothing has been said...
Have you ever listened to it; though deadly silence was laid. Well here i scribbled something when such unfriendly feels encountered. Yeah with little uneasiness yet ease on some acquisitions....

But yeah in the process i left questions for self...some very genuine, some very wacky, some which cant ever be answered also with few already answered and apparent....

Feeling so unfriendly
Scratching it widely

Words overwells
But still keeps you dwells

Silence encountered
Conversing battled

Why such anonymity
Or its just insanity

Alien forces working
Am I dripping or sinking

Longing for some ease
Emotions don’t want to cease

I am understanding someone
But at the cost of me the one

Sought out self

Sought out my self
It said nothing

Don’t bug with perceptions
And lacking in anything

Reasons and compassions
All having hidden meanings

Disappointment prevails
Guess got to be unforgiving
Once again

Oh the non-thinker
The conformist
There is all the same
My gosh, these is all to blame

Something is growing in my mind
Am I being a product of society?
What all I eyed
Is false democracy
Subtle controls posing as diplomacy

Distance to plan
Right from wrong
Them from me
Entertainment to self realization
Amusement to own incite

I am relaxed on a thought
How can you find
Something you have never lost ;-)

Realism of Failure, Romance of Success

The power of emotions

And the anger of silence

The hopes that tomorrow,

Will be so much brighter

Why is it so hard?

Why can't I win this game of imperfection?

It may seem awfully silly,

But I needed that nonetheless.

Later I Found,
Failure is an option, Success is an adoption

Failure puts you down in despair.

Success sends you soaring among the clouds.
Therefore, I look at myself and wonder,

Am I a success or failure.

May be I am a bit of both.

Whichever way the hammer falls

Only I can decide.

The excitement of learning all that is new

The blood hurdling things I may do

The breath taking scenary that I may embrace,

These are the things I never want to erase.

There was awaiting Realism of Failure
And on discovery I got Romance of Success

Intimate Affair of Words

Uncovering Ideas flooded with thoughts
As if nothing is important but this

Lost in the conversations
Dripping with and sinking into words

Talks were about the whole and not just parts
Making senses of substance just not seen

Recognizing everything I wanted to discover
I wonder why at times I wasn’t able to word it

Surpassing every season and reason alive
Discovered there is an awaiting accountability to begin

Studying the lines within my hands
Resetting the stuffs that make me feel sensations around

Yeah, something is letting me perform for myself
And here I am knitting those words of wisdom

There is a setting of noisy river
In the serene ocean

Implicit Trust

Getting out of no where

Making sense of nothingness
I sit and swing and

Breath in,

Breath out,

And ignore the wild wind as best I can.

Thoughts far from their demise,

Memories teared into a cup
But won't surrender to my loneliness So quickly.

Let it cut more deep.

Let it ferment and season me

Something is missing within

Which has made my eyes so soft,

My voice So tender

Oh, my need of God Absolutely Clear.

Foggy Emotions

It was so foggy out there
Like life nothing was clear

I see not what others seeThe fog used to blind me

Everything was so pale and distant
But there was a smile which was consistent

Unable to see what is near
Guess I was thrilled and yet no fear

Also there was a light satin cloud
Giving a feel of feminine proud

As if unfolding the morning affairs
Felt so warm, full of passion and care

You may find it little wacky
But for me it was a note played in a perfect harmony

I Wonder . . .

I wonder how the rainbow is made With only seven lovely colors
Guess life is in the process of few more shades

I wonder how the moon comes With so many shining stars
As if every night there are some fares

I wonder how the flowers bloom With so many colorful petals
Tell you there wont be any one thumb rule

I wonder how the wind blows With so many unexpected thoughts
Darn, being and wanting are two different things

I wonder how the rain comes with so many little raindrops
Well, there are not every things for which we need to give in return

I wonder how we belong to only us with so many hopes about eachother Ofcourse, bonds gradually develops

Whoz That.

This is something i wrote for my very dear friend Kunal. Meeting him when i entered the professional world, never kept the things just professional among us. Out of the atmosphere we had always been into, we spaced out our most enchanting n lovely relationship called friendship. Discussing all the ups n downs and new turns n twists in life, we still maintain the same consistent feelings for eachother. Feeling proud on the same. Never found him changing with other changing atmospheres around.

Besides his courtship, he do granted me with another friend for life, his soulmate. In them i see how god blesses his dear ones.

Smile rush out of my face, just with a thought of them. The each n every word in this particular composition describes the very character of his....I m blessed with him being my friend..!

Whoz there when there is a heart ache
Whoz there to hold hands at lifez every shake

Who doesn’t says ‘never talk to me again’
Who does says so and means lets just regain

Whoz there when wisdom fails us unasked
Whoz there for when stupidity prevails masked

Who gives delights which we cant measure
Who gives lots of joy and pleasure

Whoz there with us to gather all the shatters
Who gives us assurance that ‘it really doesn’t matter’

He is called a ‘Friend’

I will find at every End.

Lets Talk..!

An idea of turning back
Oops, sounded like water from the Tap

How about going for some confessions
Hehehe, but why to raise those dready sessions

Oh those lovely friendly fights
Forget it for still I can argue on my rights

Those innocent cries when I was alone
No worries, for I was just on my own

What to tell about those bicycle rides
Just know that it gave me lot many prides

Hey, those blitz that only fans the flames
Darn, its still burning with no sense of shames

And when I fly those kites with my friends
Common now… I only win, they use to pretend

Ice creams, chocolates and those cookies in the fares
Don’t you dare, for still I don’t share

Ah…those talks on love
I hate it , for I always missed that dove

Whatz, the best of my dress???
Well you don’t know only I use to impress

How about the craziness for the colour blue
Leave na, I know u will end up with not a single clue

Okay than, now I will just listen
Lets just talk about yourself but with a reason...!

Soul Mate

Still an Image
Want to touch that mirage

Standing at a lonely sea shore
Dream of someone whom I simply adore

To reach someone in submission
Who will not alter in alterations

Face with lot many smiles
With whom I can walk alone miles

Together will scratch each other’s destiny
With hands in hands, defining new ecstasy

Quetchs Surrounds

They say I don’t know
I say atleast I had a blow

They say I lack it
I kept saying will crack it some day

They said get along
I repeated I do belong

They said think over it
I argued I am covering it

They said its bad
I frowned saying don’t make me sad

They said only we can say
I potrayed things jst okay

Adverse

Diverse

Is it they,

Or I who is cursed

Peolple complaining

Got a Line

Innocence or in Guilt
I learnt silence from being talkative

Formerly or Latterly
I learnt tolerance after being intolerant

Not merely as an absence of noise
Will practice silence in expressing the most inexpressible

Yeah,
Because I reckoned
Well-timed silence hath more eloquence than speech

After these Oppressions
I will simply revolt

For erstwhile
I learnt kindness too from the happenings unkind

Avoiding mournful look in past,
Wisely improving present,
I leap towards shadowy future.

No great undertakings
But confidence would be the first requisite
And kindness in thinking will create the profoundness