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tragedy called life

I am burning incessantly

the end appears to be nearing

the energy levels are dying down

sublimation of the body fearing

the soul though has no abode

permanently to stay there

but the existing address is in me

and then to anonymity shall near

I breathe hard to remain alive

but the strength keeps diminishing

my aspirations are young enough

but my actions are retreating

I too have a ticking countdown

to remain in this materialistic earth

 and when the counter reaches zero

my existence shall become unheard

yes, we all are a feeble naught

that can be easily wiped off

whether we do good or bad

the life is always written off

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Happy Freedom

Now that you are a free nation

It is up to you what you choose

The chaos, the famine, the massacre

Or the development, safety, the welfare

The unemployment, dirty politics, the corruption

Or the happiness, standard of living, the education

The fight at the borders or the peace within

Poking at other’s affairs or the self grooming

Yes, now you are a free human

It is up to you what you choose

You may be a traitor or a true patriot

You may curse your nation for every rot

You may criticize the policies, leaders, the nation

Or you may still ask for more and more freedom

You may put the caste, the language above the nation

You may betray your motherland in the name of religion

It is up to you what you choose

First keep yourself in others shoes

Aren’t you misusing your freedom

With overconfidence on your wisdom

Are there obvious signs of enslavement

The mental and intellectual entrapment

Just celebrate the holy spirit of freedom

It is your life, your character, your nation

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Prompts! Missing You!

How will our literary instinct wake up everyday?

How will our writing passion shake up everyday?

The wait for daily prompt was an awaited ritual

To motivate irregulars and make them habitual

To placate the mind with tons of fresh creations

To interact with talented and build the relations

photo challenge made amateurs skilled professionals

to express themselves out as comforted individuals

response to all challenges was quite overwhelming

the community felt alive, energised and self impelling

but now there remains an unending lull and a void

as if clock has stopped ticking and emotions destroyed

all the WordPressers feel cut off and virtually offline

neither the writing is better nor their reading is fine

You left us in the lurch but still we are wishing you

O WordPress prompts! we are terribly missing you

 

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your ignorance

your ignorance to my existence is progressively killing me

as I can experience the difference, I can hear, I can see

the serene undulation of the breeze tell me that you came

the letters from the keyboard line up to spell your name

but I am left broken, unwanted for you never turn to me

you take diversion as the destination you feel is not fit to be

I understand the specific logical expectations of your own kind

but the fervent heart has to be overruled by the conscious mind

and the resonant vibes hardly ever follow the social norms

for them, it is harmony of thoughts between us that conforms

so what if we cannot stay below one roof in this life forever

so what if we cannot savor the fruits of being physically together

let’s talk to each other as the time in the clock is ticking by

let’s not leave this small task for us to execute after we die

we should be happy as god has given us the gift of companionship

because this ship will never sink even where the waters are deep

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O my doppelgänger!

O my doppelgänger, I can see your anger

you wan’t me smart, but I remain candor

that has cost me heavily in all my endeavors

my contemporaries excelled, I remained in fears

you told me to be diplomatic but I didn’t change

my straightforwardness was regarded as strange

you asked me to be ambitious I remained same

neither cared for fame nor worried for name

you told me to be opportunists, biased and selfish

but I thanklessly didn’t even fulfill your wish

so, O my doppelgänger, I respect your anger

I will remain as I am, don’t try to tamper

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why?

why don’t we express when we feel so

if it hurts us why we do let people go

if we miss someone why we don’t call

why we seek happiness in other’s fall

why we don’t speak if we dislike things

why don’t we accept all what life brings

why don’t we confess if we love someone

why don’t we take the failures as a fun

why don’t we keep our expectations low

why don’t we we learn the humble bow

why our race always ends up for money

why the pain of others appears to us funny

life is the most precious gift on this planet

why we try and succeed in making it complicated

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the irony called life

oh…the time just flies like anything

the train of the months passes with a zing

the beads of dates change in second

the unit of time quite hard to be reckoned

the sprint towards the death is faster

the changing calendars spelling disaster

every year flaunts and runs away fast

how long will this weakening body last?

what for we have ascended on this earth?

what is the real motive of this birth?

where is the peace for this wandering soul?

what is our mission, what is our goal?

yesterday we were kids now we are parenting them

and soon tomorrow our kids will be the parents

the shift in the roles is sweet though sore

we keep moving till the edge and more

till we are out of this game of existence

and then, there will neither be presence nor absence

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the divine fire

O the divine fire of love and affection

burn me with flames of your power

Bestow me with scorching evidence

douse me in that passionate shower

treasure of love should never be over

as there is plenty to spend all around

humans are poorer than never before

deficient of love and affectionate ground

outspread of love is turning orthodox

takers and givers have a different genus

neither the men look to be from mars

nor women appear to be from venus

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let’s do it!

The world is pretty big enough

We may not meet anytime again

There are infinite faces in the crowd

Who has got the time to complain

The power of communication is immense

If we do not converse, we lose

How long can we wait for others to speak

It depends on us what we choose

All humans in this planet are not wild

The scare of hurt is destroying us

The distance between people is shrinking

But the mistrust is occupying us

We are scared of going to places

We are scared of coming out of home

We are scared of browsing internet

We are infected by scare syndrome

This world is beautiful and radiant

And we have only one life to live

Why do we set boundaries for us

Why do we hesitate to forgive

Let us talk to everybody we meet

Let us exchange pleasantries and greet

Let us treat world as our own family

Let us make our existence complete

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Good bye to all !

Though it takes too much of determination to say goodbye to WordPress, I have finally decided to do so. In this one and half year of my journey on this beautiful platform I had just awesome experiences. It is worthwhile to mention few of them on this day of bidding the farewell.

I want to apologise my fellow blogger who thought and expressed that my words are too much dipped in the flirting sap. Though I do not own a ransomware I wan not very sure what for she was afraid of? Even there was nothing physically possible online? Till now I didn’t understand how the relations became that toxic. She even mailed and asked me not to come on her board and stay off. I did that obediently. 

I also thank my other fellow blogger who asked for my photo praising my word (though I never believed that from the bottom of my heart) . I was also surprised that after knowing much about me, how can one ask for the photo? So I didn’t give that personally but I posted it on the site. 

I want to ask my other fellow blogger who was so excited to converse with me and we did that quite regularly for few days and nights. Then she inquired about my background and other details. I asked her to search on the site as there is a tunnel that leads to real me. May be she got into it and then all her conversations reduced and finally stopped. 

I want to apologise few other bloggers who followed me and asked to follow back that I didn’t do. I want to thank all other blogger who have become like my family conversing either on their site or mine almost everyday giving their beautiful and valuable inputs and comments. I will really miss all of them.

Last but not the least I want to thank WordPress for allowing me to hang on here without a valid literary passport. 

Thank you all. Good bye!!!

And this one is what came to my mind when I came across the prompt Toxic