Without my phone a day in my life!!!

A day in my life,
Without a phone without a strife.
Kicked it and broke with vengeance I had,
Mostly sad but a part of me glad.
A shadow of a gadget, a shame of a tech,
The last I saw when it did finally break!!
Tried I had and sworn an oath,
Pushed it had hard with clenched hands both!!
Calls that came and the flashy shiny name,
All were to be spared, never to be bothered again!!
Yet in a corner I did tried hard,
To mend the broken screen and a corner of my heart!
















Yet lies useless, proud and haughty,
That piece of plastic, broken and dirty!!
Now as I think of what have I done,
I wait with eagerness for replacing the one!
And as the day ends I wonder how,
Without my phone I survived till now!

Sometimes in life!!!

It happens for a day,
It happens for a time.
Life is sometimes not worth a dime,
Still it kicks alive and awake,
As if the promise is ours to make!!
Sarcasm and jibes don't make you stop,
Sometimes in life....you just aim for the top!!

Goals and aims become elusive,
You feel as if its a pain exclusive.
Hope is left prayers are kept,
All else from your hold is swiftly swept!!
Yet as the sun never fails to rise,
Sometimes in life....you become more wise!!

And then the glory shines its rays,
No stones, no thorns, no hopeless days!!
All you see is a time well served,
At your feet some place you deserved.
No one then says that there is something you can't,
Sometimes in life.....you get what you want!!

Another festival of light!!!

That morning when the sweeper swept,
A part of his heart happily wept.
Every year for the festival of light,
Brought with it a happiness slight.
For the meager purse didnt care for his joy,
Every cracker unburst was god's sweet ploy.
Pocketing the refused ones in his dirty pockets,
That man with the broom, no jewels no lockets.

Back at his home he emptied his treasure,
Happy to see his son's unbridled pleasure.
Few red small ones and a large green one,
Happiness for a day around him spun.
Bursting away in a minute of light,
Never in question what is wrong what is right.
Those two hands folded in a solemn delight,
Together they had seen another festival of light!!!

A burning cigarette!!

The smoky room in the corner hut,

Where life is fogged and breathing cut.

Horrors of the heart burning alight,

This is where begins all the plight.

Rasping coughs rising in the air,

Gasping for breath in utter despair.

As death between the fingers slowly burns,

Many still think that life never returns.

As the smoke goes in and back it comes,

A part of your heart silently numbs.

The leaving smoke leaves with some life,

Is it better to be dead than face some strife?

You know it all and still you smoke,

Perhaps you desire to cough blood and choke.

Making life an unending joke,

Your burning cigarette and the poison smoke!!

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Recipe of freedom!!!!

A glassful of ocean is all that I need,
A spoonful of love delightful and sweet.
A pinch of smile,
Soaked for a while.
A big block of sky,
And a joyous cry.
And all that makes it worth a try......

Uneventful a day,
With a leisure of a bay.
Crystals of thrill,
With screams sharp shrill.
Stirred in the sour,
In a fearless hour.
And all it takes is a divine secret power.....

Bathed and tempted in mellowing sun,
Kept in bottles of bellowing fun.
Stirred through the play,
In most happiest way.
A drop down the throat and tear in here,
Whosoever wants it come to me dear.
And all that I want is you to come near.

After a glassful of wine!!!

I see the world with my drowsy eyes,
All I see is a blank edifice.
The tears go away.....
The pain stays back.
All I got is a heart with a crack.

Shattered to pieces by being offended,
Yet in a moment, the love has ended!!
Broken, dejected I decide to die.....
But for the love of my dear life,
I keep on living on the edge of a knife!!

Who else will know the pain of mine,
Better than the God of spirits and wine!!
In a moment I stood up all demented.....
And fell in love to fall again,
In love with the divine immortal pain.