Offer

Today is one of those

Lonely days when I miss life

My life

I live a life which has been

Offered to me

Not the one I want to live

I strive hard to get my life back

But it has its own costs associated with it.

Very similar to a barter system,

A system of give and take.

I want to give all I have but there

Are very few takers.

How can you offer

when there is no one to accept?

Truth..!

I have no good things
to say to you,

No lullabies to sing,

I am the voice of the oppressed,
Song of the people never heard of,

I can not say that the morning
is good even if it isn't,

I can't say that the world will get better
when I know that

It is not possible until
you realize that you can make a difference
but you will not.

I will always say what you don't
want to hear,

The brutality of the military,
the selfishness of the rulers,

The normlessness in the society,
............

New Year

What's new in the new year
is the feeling that
something is over

and things
can start once again
for the coming 365 days
with dates almost similar
but not the moments attached.

Few of the days
will add plus one in it ,
whether it is your birthday, anniversary etc.

but the days which have been attached
with pain and disaster and trauma
also come again,

there should be a mechanism
to remove those too and not only the
suffix of the year that should differentiate it.

............

What is it?
if not love.

nothing is true

if it is not true at this
very moment,

nothing is real

if it is not real
in front front me

there is no problem
if I can't look into its eyes

I want the chaos
to destroy everything

a complete helplessness
should prevail

everywhere

nothing should be left
to tell the story of
the sufferings it went through.

love is the trauma
love is the panacea

love is the question and
it is the answer,

it is the truth you want to seek
it is the lie you don't want to hear,

it is everything you want
and it is everything you don't want

,.............

why..?

Why I can't speak to you?

because you are happy in your own world and I am not,

because I bring back memories and promise
no future for them,

because your priorities have changed and not mine,

because you have moved on  and I am still here,

..........

And my fears
never came true,

but they continued
to haunt me,

in a way they
motivated me to do
something about my present situation,

they were the change agents

positive as well as negative;

they took my happiness
but they made me strong

strong enough to fight
and remain tall in all the circumstances

we come to know ourselves
when we are in pain and lonely,

because then nobody is around us
and we can see ourselves better,

somebody said
in the movie I was watching this afternoon.

.....

Every now and then

some results come

the examination 

continues

every day

every second

some fates 

get finalized

death is not

a trauma

it is the 

life which 

makes you 

feel like hell

for me 

every day 

is the judgement day

every morning decides 

my day

with almost similar

results hidden in it

This is an uneven

game of chess

where you have started

somewhere in between

with some characters

already fixed

every minute 

you make choices

choices 

which are made 

within the iron cage of rationality

which weber says

for what is the 

philosophy 

of life 

if not freedom

.......

 

Absence..!

Some of these days

You will miss me honey;

Sartre says 

And some of these days

I may not miss anything

Except the absence

Of nothing,

What looks is not real

What is Real

Is not visible,

Not today

Nor tomorrow

The answers will come

When they have to,

I lost you..!

It all happened in phases

I lost your eyes
then your curves

I lost the ring
and the color of your hair

your smell also went missing,

your hand
left somewhere in between,

your lips remained
there for sometime,

and then i lost your sad
face

but your smile was still with me

and then  
at last
I lost your smile

Now  I have nothing
of you with me.

........

For God's sake
stay away from God,

He knows you,

and that's why
when you pretend to him,

he laughs
at you,

Like a father ,

who knows everything
about your lie,

but never let's you know,

He advices you,

on all good things,

but sets you free
to choose,

and you decide
what is best for you.