Life in my college

I was happy when I first came to this place,
Unlike others, mine was a different case…
Life sucked badly out there…
Trust me its no better in here!

This campus makes a huge impression upon a stranger.
Even I fell for it as an outsider…
I feel sick out here…
And the girls are treated as a different species altogether!

Localites are disgusting…they all look the same.
They are uncouth, hooligans what I call them.
They speak of culture and they are the most uncultured,
They’re rough and not at all well mannered!

The teachers…wow!
Never seen people with mentality so low!
Couples are their foremost enemy…
Forcing out respect is their hobby!

Even after all this shit…
I’m gonna miss every bit of it.
No matter what be the case…
With friend, it’s always best days!

The train journey...

“THE TRAIN JOURNEY”

Standing here, the death is so near.
I still keep standing ‘coz I have no fear.
‘Coz I know my life has got many things still left for me,
‘Coz I know my luck has got many blind turns still awaiting me.

Standing here, I see the green pastures,
Standing here, I see the cloudy sky.
And a small drop of rain comes and hits my eye,
As if even the Gods want me to cry!

My wishes are never meant to be real,
And I know my wounds will never heal.
‘Coz the Gods steal whatever I want,
But I’m still determined to live the way I want!


Note: I was inspired to write these lines standing at the open door of a running train.

A sudden realization!

I see the silent lake, and the woods behind.
The world’s so silent with no peace of mind.
It seems so peaceful out there….
Only I know it’s a storm in here!

I see the kids playing round the corner,
Indeed “ignorance is bliss”!
To forget, I take this holy liquor,
But it only reminds me of your sweet kiss!

I get “high“to feel good,
But the Gods feel bad when I’m ‘good ’!
My “good“doesn’t last long…
That’s my fate, got to live along!

Examination hall!!!

So many faces with so many expressions,
All are busy in their discussions.
Discussions with their mind or their neighbors,
Who cares, it’s marks what matters!

After reaching the final year…
The marks didn’t remain too dear!
We have made our conditions so poor…
Even after getting the questions, we suffer!

Oh! I can see a few more in my category,
Even they’ve stopped fighting against their misery.
I’m sure the rest will soon join us…
Except a few who always betray us!

Scared

It’s three-thirty in the morning,
And I still keep on writing...
My head is full of tension…
And my heart is full of frustration.

I know I have work in the morning,
I know I have a life to live…
I feel like breaking away everything…
And now I feel like crying!

Why is the world so quiet…
Why ain’t the leaves rustling?
Why is the sky so dark…
Why don’t the dogs bark?

There’s an awkward silence outside,
And I’m scared to look out.
Why does it always happen with?
And I wonder how deep is this cut!