Freedom

Life is too short,

Too short to have grudges and pain,

Attachment leads to only disappointment,

Pain becomes inevitable , if we feel captivated,

Sometimes being out of control, lends a sense of balance,

Be a bit crazy!,

Be a bit mad !,

Life is too short to be sad!,

Number of weekends on this Planet are finite,

Live it!

Love it!

Get a purpose,

Biting time, running through motions,

Shall not liberate,

Break free !

Smile a lot!,

The problems which surround you and seem like issues of Life and death,

Shall seem petty few years hence!

Break free !

Break free!

First step is always tough from Illusion to reality!

Innocent Victim

How Equations with life Erode relationships!,

You tend to lose more in quest of few nickel and dime which help buy you your bread!...

Cheese and Butter are Luxury!,

Lost a lot more than hair in last one year,

Few Acts of innocent foolishness have haunted me!...

And i pay for crimes not committed..

Better be a Fox and not a Dog

Calender Booked !

My time is precious,

Every second counts,

Productivity is the priority,

Hours are long, for days I haven't seen the Sunset,

Delegating my task's,

Wearing an efficient mask,

Lunches are for chimps,

I just have Burger and chips,

In my cabin on my desk,

Power nap is just a drag,

Time is running out ,

I push my self for the corner cabin,

Pressing palms and counting beans,

Till I hit the road block,

Life has just fast forwarded the clock,

Doc pops a pill and says , "Its the silent killer",

I scream in an argument, " Type -II is not life threatening!",

To which i get a calm reply,

"Yeah only if you have one! "

Truth about faliure

Failure be it of any kind teaches you lesson, given the fact you are Man enough to digest it, understand it, accept it, work on it! ... and cherish the fruits it bears in future!

Confessions of a Private Banker

Ohh Yes i make a Nickel when you give me a dollar,

And my job is to make thousands  of dollars for my Lord,

The thirst of beast in insatiable,

Gulped  by greed,

And blinded by fear,

I find ways to make a dime more,

Ways and means do they really matter?

If you own a few mills, a couple of hundred thou'z do they  matter?

Grinding my way up,

They call me a survivor,

Churning in dollars for my Lord!,

Burning a hole in my Soul,

Blaming it on my Job role,

Feels nothing less than a gangster,

Involved in legal robbery of money!

Search

I start for work early,

I try to stay in late,

Confrontation with mirror in itself throws a million questions,

Have I lost my charm?

Are the circles getting darker by the day,

Forget a second look,

Now I wonder, even if I get noticed,

After dinner I open the flap of miniature idiot box,

Run through matrimony site,

In search of the one!

Aspirations, expectations and time,

Don't quite fit in the same bowl of reality,

Peer pressure is a funny bunny,

You don't quite enjoy anything with joy,

And life is filled to brim with emptiness,

In my world which is falling apart,

You seem to be bring in baton of hope,

Suddenly life has meaning,

And i feel time travel is not a myth,

But then all of a sudden just like a desert storm,

All withers away,

You are gone!

And search is on...

Redemption

In need to redeem myself,

In a need to fly,

Feel free and alive

I step on Gas,

I don't know where this road is taking me,

Cool breeze , blows past the windshield,

Dido on the juke,

Oops forgot my berry on the couch,

It was  deliberate or fluke,

Monday mornings,

Fake greetings, with pretentious smiles,

I left all that behind,

The chill in the air,

Winds blowing through my hair,

You need this redemption

From  rest everything that's ....unreal