my dignity

I find my dignity, in the gods every creativity,

I find my dignity, In natures every affinity,

I find my dignity, in every hearts vicinity

I find my dignity, in life’s extreme unpredictability,

I find my dignity, in a smile’s ability,

I find my dignity, in lord’s iconicity,

I find my dignity in the word ‘dignity’.

hate me because i cant hate u

Hate me, as I find no reason big enough too hate you;
Kill me, as nothing can make me dead enough except for the moments I feel you,
Drown me, as I always drown in the deep waters of thoughts of yours I am left with, Burn me , as I am in the fire of the desire that I know shall never be fulfilled, Bury me , as I am buried in the reason that can never lead me back to the turn where you left,
Freeze me , as I am frozen in the time immortal when I was with you,
Cry me , as I had in finding the logic s of being with and without your ecstasy,
Strangulate me , as I am since the ages I had been with every breath without you,
No matter how hard I try , every time every reason that a I give myself its always insufficient and incapable enough to make me hate you……

when i felt it already melt

why u feel when u know it will never heal, 

why i felt , when it can never be dealt, 

the thoughts of the moments ,or the moments that became thoughts , 

it didin't even remained like ice , when i tried to freeze it melt.............

miss you college days

those long awake nights , those insane fights, those meaningless debates ,those issue less issues , those senseless laughs , those filthy talks , those marathons in the corridors, those parties in the balconies, those one bottle 100 man fights , those love multi triangles,those exam nights , those bathroom fights , those bunking the class, those breaking off college windows glass, everything seems like a story now , when the thoughts go bye least it gives is a smile..................................................miss you college days

Dream of the day

its dream of the day ,or its what i just say,
its what makes me or what doesn't stay,
distant in the days ,distant in the says,
i saw in the day, i tried in the day,
through the moment and the seconds ,
and then working every setting,
to reach a way in the distant day ,
can be crazy cannot be lazy,
no matter how much it seems hazy ,
the way in the day ,i have to stay ,
the day seems long i have to say .................

love of a mirage

love never happens it grows ,grows with the feel that starts with just a attraction from the depth of the emotions ,
breaking all the preconceived notions, it puts whole of the life in motion,
u seek explanation,try to come out of the dilemma of your realization ,
in the nights ,in the day at the moment of the halted time and all u get is just a smile on ur face and tears in the eyes ,
and in the desert of deserted emotions the last hope of the last sight of that mirage also keeps you goin 

forgetting the unforgettable

in the deep shades of the dark nights ,lost in my thoughts and their fight,
trying to understand the logic of being illogical ,and the emotionality of being practical,
i try to get in the veins of the time ,so that the blood of the moments might again pump the heart ,
the dust of time keeps on depositing over the peaks of the memories ,at times it even becomes imponderable,
then from somewhere ,comes the breeze sometime just like a child and at times real wild ,
it hit the peaks so high ,what was imponderable just get back in the sight,
all the attempts ,all though it not at all tempts ,fade away and what remains is just an equation ,forgetting the unforgettable.......................................