the beast within..

he said the dooms day is here,
wake up , shake up and run there

there is were you would find him,
he waits to be unleashed and without u the chances for that are grim

u reach there and unshackle him ,
unshackle the chains which were holding the beast within

the beast within was born long ago,when for the first time u were betrayed,
it grew bigger and stronger with every sacrifice u made

he was dark & gory , hungry & insane,
he was ready to kill and feed on everything around and every one who seemed sane

he wanted to avenge my defeats and revenge my past,
slay all who stabbed me and cut through there mask

shatter their life's and break their bones,
murder their dreams and burn their homes

he would make me stronger and ill regain what i have lost,
the power,the glory,the aura ,the respect which i have missed the most.

i shall rule he said , and they shall worship you,
i shall be the king , and they shall role in dust and hue

i was about to unshackle him and start the wreath,
but i stopped and shaked and then took a deep breath

wondered would i be happy , wondered if i ll go mad,
thought of the past and the future and then killed him instead....

so what if i was pushed a bit ,so what i was sometimes canned..
i am contended , i am loved by those who matter and i am a happier man...

i loved you

i loved being intrigued

i loved being surprised

i loved being stared at

i loved being shouted at

i loved being snapped at

i loved being critiqued

i loved being loved

i loved being hated

i loved being kissed

i loved being hugged

i loved being looked upon

i loved being ignored

i loved being shared

i loved being moved



i loved being in that dizzy

i loved being proud

i loved being silly

i loved being real and unreal

i loved being a dreamer

i loved being an optimist



i loved those perennial highs

i loved those discordant chords

i loved those mindless arguments

i loved those rhythm less songs

i loved those clueless waits

i loved those endless drives

i loved those thoughtless thoughts

i loved those wronged perspectives



i loved you.............

City of Joy

of yellow cabs ,of trams ,of hand rickshaws & broken backs

of fish , of rice & of hunger

of high rises , row houses & of footpath shacks

of beautiful eyes , of beautiful smiles & of prostitution

of critiques , of socialists & of rebels with no cause

of clubs , of linage , of royalty & of men with masks

of soccer , of cricket & of worship

of sadness , of poverty & of hope

of books , of scholars & of opinions

of smoke , of coke & of wilderness

of lust , of love & of passion

of past ,of present & of future

of kings , of British & of middle class

of speeches ,of rallies & of bureaucracy

of sensuousness , of sexuality & of openness about it

of legal illegalities & illegal legalities

of beauty , of finesse & of the cheek

of love ,of trust & the glimpse of it.......

i move again..yet again

lost in my thought

wasted in my love

blinded by my faith

scared by my past

spooked by my god

shaken by my belief

faked by my reality

withered by my sleep

harrowed by my depth

hallowed by my self

wickeded by my morals



judged by the clueless

inspired by the losers

forgiven by the sinners

loved by the hated

moved by the weaklings

trusted by the betrayers

cared for by the wounded

advised by the immature

enlightened by the darkness


in search of the unknown

i move again ....yet again