a stranger

i was in dreams,distant from realism.
got up to see,the depth of this exotic sea.
it was in winters when a "ghost" broke the spell,
i realised:realness is neosis of the hell.

randomness of devil's mind

i rule the kingdom of fallacy.
i lie to no one but all.
that's not in books but in policy.
devil is what they call.

into the webs i stitch
i make men dance
by raising the pitch
and foxing chance

i am the reason why
human is not god
man is always wounded n cry
"life is odd".

i am in mind from where i plot
i am in heart which i clot

randomness of devil's mind
written and felt to be unkind.

ROAD DIRECTING

Searching the road
to travel alone
with my heart and mind
the only companion

End is out of view
this path travelled by a few
Stones will make it hard or maybe harder
but finally nothing seems farther

Don't tell the world
about the times you failed
as it gonna reduce
the people taking this road..

Truth is victim,
follower are often called insane
still are the strongest
who choose to walk through this lane..

Look into yourself
Look at the way
Many questions will
answer you that day..

i wrote this poem on 25th march 2008.

i choose the path then.
i walked through it again.

Austerity

In the hearts of men,
In the hearts of system,
Virtues and vices dwell,
And i remain unaccustomed.

Concern

Is the world sleeping tonight?
Blanket of iniquity hiding the light.

Can you hear the songs on the streets?
Weeps the guitar by its grievous greets.

Where are the eyes of humanity?
A new neighborhood of anonymity.

Who holds the hand of truth?
In this morbidity.

As I see the world tonight.
When nothing seems right.
I sleep back in my grave.
As a nonchalant brave.