Path of Intricity

Pampered,petted, hugged and kissed,
only in my so-called minor hood;
Step into teens,
The Start of misery,it is;
Expected to balance circumstances,
Hold your renewing fragments together,
Think prudent;
Multitasking isn't a nice thing to do,
Especially under the nose of
Mummy and daddy;
Age older,
Crucial decisions on your skull,
Your life, future ,in your palm;
Not good stuff to hold!,
Advance into the next floor,
Earn a living,
Mixed confessions to make,
Most delightful, maybe,but
Gazing into the same pair of eyes for a score
Ain't a pleasant sight!;
Retire from the world of labour,
Burden off your shoulders,
And,
There comes the most awaiting moment,
The reason you lived all fates this long;
Board a train all around the world,
Shopping in Milan,
Skiing in Switzerland,
Sun bathing in the Andaman and Nicobar;
Ah!!!!! Bliss of the cool breeze......
How nice it is to
shove a cup of coffee between your fingers,
A book in hand, sunglasses on,
Live the last few moments to its zenith,
Until Hades rings you up,
Saying,"It's time to go buddy!",
Pull away into the atmosphere,
Edging every footstep,
On the fine sand of memories.

Eccentricities of Dawn

I dream of the stunning meadows;
I dream of the view of the world
From right above the sky;
I dream of the future;
I dream of my fantasy land ;
They come to me
As water gushes down a stream,
Swifter than ever,until,
It finds a massive dam,
Which obstructs it with a bang;
I hear the shrieking alarm,
deafening my ears,
To find that my river of dreams and mirth,
Had finally ceased with a click,
Snapping me back into reality;
My mind persuades me to get back,
But my intentions do the other;
They thrust my physique out,
From the world lavish,
Back into the world of labour;
"I'll have to wait for another score",
My thoughts say,
But the other part still lays in the coze,
Thoughts weaving into it,
"If there were no bell,
There would be no cease;
So why not chip it off???",
And SWAGGERED it goes,
Into the air of
Wickedness.

21st Century Dramatists

Ten,to school,
Plop off the bed,
Gaze for a while until you realise,
It's Monday morning!
Scroll through cosmetics,
List of hairstyles,
Plenty of kisses to the mirror
Until mummy yells
"The school bus's here!";
Shove a Dozen books in, 
Science knows which,
Pull across the Hall 
dive into the bus and,
Off to school(if you can call it one);
Crop tops,in fashion,
Hair dazy, blush in loads,
Plummet your hips ,
From Arctic to the Antarctic,
Sling your bag onto one shoulder,
Flying loads of kisses in, 
"Hey babe!how's your weekend?!!";
Class begins,and,
"Holy shit! i got the wrong books!!";
Mud your knees a bit ,
With cool comments shouted at 
All along the insult(sarcasm);
Strut around for an hour after school,
Thumbs at serious work,
Eyes playing a Mohini,
Looking to magnet every good one ,
Who strolls by;
Bed lamps shine all night ,
There you lay,under under the dense sheath,
Looping up a whole months work;
Mummy barges in,and,
"Oops! no electronic tomorrow!";
Never Mind, we'll smuggle it,
Stay cold for all of this , 'cause 
This is the 21st century, buddy!,
Buckle some mud  on your shoes !!

Dark Situations

Every crimson ray of the sun,
Has turned into a baffling ray of darkness;
Every good situation,
Has turned into a bad scenario;
Every reason of mirth in your presence,
Had turned into the reasons of a hundred sorrows
In your absence;
I can't help exaggerating the fact
That you aren't present here,
I can't help visualizing you
In every spot on this world;
I know how the remorse in you would feel,
If you ever knew my situation,
Because you were the one who taught me how to glee,
And now, the same one has become the cause of my mourn;
You certainly wouldn't be happy with this,
Because you would want me to preach  in your absence,
known;
But yet I cannot stand the agony inside me;
I hallucinate things which aren't actually occurring;
I wish you were here ,
Because I'm assured that you would interpret 
Every feeling of mine;
Without you, the life in me has drained out;
You certainly will return,
Because our bond is too strong to disintegrate,
Because the memories you have left behind,
Are too sweet to melt,
Because i believe,
You're an Ultimate Warrior.

 



 

Peiceless Puzzle

We were enrobed with fear, 
Caged behind its bars,
Suppressed within its walls, 
Feared to shift a toe,
 Feared to blink the eye, 
Stooping over one another, 
With bolts of fear penetrating through;
All this while, the truth stood in front,
Un- noticed,un- recognised;
They were just disintegrates
Of a million pieced puzzle 
which we failed to integrate and fill in;
We had chalked out all our devises
In front of the victims' foe;
It lay there always static,
When we went all around the bush,
Hunting for the one last piece;
We shared our devises,
With the one who was guilty,
Standing there, never shifting,
Casting an expression of innocence as ever,
Rage, weaving into her , 
Sketching the next one to be attacked;
all along the adventure,
We stood like the philosophical griffin, 
Unable to crack the mystery,
As she stood as the griffin who invaded Christmas,
Intruder at all times, 
With the sharpest ever mind,
He could have granted,
While we stood in mid air,
Perplexed at the situation.