Tuesday, January 25, 2011

lying on a couch,
celebrating the loss,
I wondered why do i cry?
it was my choice to live in a lie!!
the lie that was my escape,
living in a world full of taste,
the taste of a sin is always pleasant,
the smell of it feels like a scent;
but it swept me away from where I belonged,
to a world that wasnt Yours!
yet i loved to live in that lie,
knowing it wont last for life!

I was asked: take pearl or fire,
I chose fire,
I was a wrong buyer!
I knew to gold my being would turn,
but....to ashes my soul would burn...
but who cares about soul?
'matter' is all what matters!

I kept moving away from You,
But you never left me alone,
You shone light in my way,
so that I may not fall!
you kept calling me Your way,
hoping i would hear the wake up call..
But i turned deaf and shut my eyes,
felt too proud to follow Your light,
Depended too much on myslef,
'my-self'? which isnt sure of its next breath?!!
I cried to people,to everyone but You!
and all i got was loneliness and gloom!
I stumbled at every step i took,
yet I wouldnt take your outstretched hand......

Tired and wounded as I lay down,
I let the wounds bleed before they dry,
Hoping it would cure my soul,
of the dark spots that seem incurable..

As I kneel on the ground,
And my head touches the soil,
My eyes still dry,
but the heart does cry,
"O Lord! O Lord! Forgive me for once,
Free my soul of all this guilt,
make me pure,
let the wounds cure,
let the hopelessness inside of me die,
for once,bring me back to light"

As I lift my head from the ground,
I see light all around,
And a whisper nearby:
"Welcome back to life".

Sunday, January 16, 2011


Today as I step out of this gate,
I look back at those good old days,
Seems like we've been living a dream,
But those days remind me of my being ME!

A dream of a life that was carefree,
an hour of studying,then hours of sleep,
Waking up early was a torture,
But evened out when we met at tea!
Hanging out after bunking a class,
And attending all those 'mufta' feasts;

Feeling strange as we entered the class,
Fighting over 'hot seat' in a row that was LAST,
Munching and talking,trying not to yawn,
Sneaking out of classs once proxy was marked;
"No money! No money" was our constant cry,
yet everyone showed up when it was lunch time ;)

Then there were those 'narrow escapes',
we were on the run,princi at chase,
From GCR to BCR to the  parking lot,
he followed us but we won the race ( :P :P )

And then came the exam storm,
cheerful moments torn apart,
texts that once forwarded jokes,
were now full of "kitna parha yar?"

We strongly believed that 'sharing is caring',
shared everything,minus the wallets :P
endless chats full of sarcasm,
ecstasy and glee that shall last forever!

Today as we all take our separate ways,
Life may get tough,tiring days,
But deep inside,like a wine sweet,
a part of me shall dwell in this dream,
Cos its not about all those years,
its just that we've 'grown up together'.