The moon and you

Often it is much easier said than done

To accept the changes around you

Accept them graciously as a part of fun

For life which hates being a dead heartbeat

Meet new crossroads and fresh intersections

Pause for a while, think, re-evaluate, decide

Choose between the paths new and old ones

With the fear of guilt that cloud the dark gray sky above

The flickering quivering lights on the street

Make you wonder if this is a signal or a sign

To add the ups and downs to a live heartbeat

And then you question since when you adopted superstitions

You are running out this invaluable time

Dawn is so close, make up your mind quick

Wasting this moment, nothing is a bigger crime

A position where no regret can be afforded

You see far, try to envision what it will be like

A small source of illumination is all you see

But the same on the counterpart, you lose your psyche

It seems *exactly* the same, what will you do now?

Nothing seems the same, nothing at all, none

Even the stars have lost their shine

And one by one, the journey its companions

But this delta is the only motivation long lost

Just to keep your heart reassured, you want that one thing

Which tells you things haven’t changed, it’s just an illusion

And that’s when you looked up in the sky, to gaze

At the moon which was, has been and will be the only constant

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Rumbling and Moaning

Rumbling and moaning each part of her body pained

Hands weary of the vessels she scraped

Feet rugged skin blue cold, even as she whimpered

The noises only squelched the energy already drained

Deep sunk into her hard coiled mattress

She felt the burden of the earth rest on her shoulder

She perhaps needed another arm to rest hers

To provide her slender figure with warm buttress

While her kernel coalesced to desperate rest

Her mind was free to wander on its way

Nonchalant of the worries to come the next day

The inner most self was at its happiest best

She dreamt about the things her body would crave

Her skin could already feel the orange sun's warmth

As her eye painted a serenity descended from heaven

There stood victorious over melancholy, her spirits brave

The unwavering force of her head stretched leaps and bounds

Until the chirping birds ignited the dawn

The physical self summoned her unrestricted soul

Rumbling and moaning into her body, her spirits drowned

A whisk of bad

Apparently I'm good, Humble I am

Selfless, zealous and perfect

Not too far fetched

To address me as

Oh I loved the attention

The envy the love and care

My name on everyone's lips

Who wouldn't dream of that

But lately I've come to realize

Of the devil in me

Who only thinks of I, me, myself

Unlike the world presumes me to be

This perception is new

Unknown to the rest

Still dawning upon me

As I think more about it

I start fearing the evil inside

Is it that bad

My intentions so wrong

What all happened

To the genuine feelings I once had

Oh or wait

Am I still the same, same old me

What if it is those people

Who started expecting much more of me

Ah I lay in a mess

To messy to be cleaned

Thoughts cluttered and the heart

Dominated by the malign side of me

All I have to do is identify

Locate it and give a slow kill

The venom will destroy the poison

To get back the original me

With the passage of time

I will defeat that demon

Its my own soul

Who'd make a better killer

Its not gonna be easy

I am going to that road

A whisk of bad it is

But it is still what complete me

When he built his own firewall

Intentions of a child they say are harmless

Innocent, the kid feels the same way

His heart feels fearless; it is so safe, no deep sorrows

At least doesn't know how to experience pain as we may

Alas he is hit hard the first time he was cheated, selfish was defined

What reward on earth could make his best friend betray him?

Far too young, the world is yet left to be seen

His days have just begun with the lights too dim

With the rising kicks of agony and traumatic defeats

He gears himself up as he enters his teen

The tender heart of his moulds a thin membrane

He needs to grow strong for he knows his friends can be mean

It was that phase of life when infatuation seemed love

Girls came, bonded in a relationship that eventually broke

The scars on his shield started getting profound

This journey of life seemed no longer a joke

Even when life ditched him on all levels his faith dangled

Suspended on a feeble string held by very few people around

Sentiment protection layer high for he knew life was always up for a game

One snip and his emotions will perhaps shatter on the ground

Exactly as he predicted was what happened to him

Emotionally drained, he couldn't even remember how to cry

Alone is what I have, he thought, alone will protect me

I will pass through all days of the rain - floods or dry

Adult as he is called now, he built himself a firewall

With no way in, it was a firewall tougher than the toughest steel

No sword can pierce through no matter what

And those hypocrites call him cold, frigid and a man without any zeal.

The struggle begins

I saw him pour iron in the mould

He chose nothing but the best Valerian steel

As he waited for the glazing red to turn cold

Deep down he knew there was a war coming

So I ran home, gathered all the courage I could

Looked for all the words of wisdom

And found as many that could do me good

Just like him, I saw my own little war coming

He practiced all day, he practiced all night

Clanked his sword with the best of men

Until every attack he made, hit right

After all fighting his own father won't be easy

Inspired I knew, I too had it in me

Wiped my tears, sat before the mirror 

A pen, piece of paper and those words had to be

"That's it. I will say a NO today"

He put on his armor, held his shield 

Despite no one by his emotional side

He had to be strong and not give up or yield

In his head, he told himself, its now, the struggle begins

I have a reason, a valid explanation

Closed my eyes, took a deep breath in

I could see my hero whisper to me in slow motion

"All the best my warrior, the struggle now begins.."

Worries of a Woman

I feel scared. Scared of those eyes.

They penetrate right into mine

Should I look away? Or should I stare back, pretending fearless?

For god's sake, take those shameless eyes off me.

What, now I cannot even wear knee length jeans?

Why do they make the decent piece of clothing look so disgusting?

Is it really my fault that I want to look beautiful

Or is it their filthy morals that should be blamed?

I hesitate. Unlike before.

Think hundred times before you take that stranger's help

He could be too good to be true.
Maa, is this what being independent meant?

How does it matter if I am his daughter's age

Or maybe a grand-daughter for some

Crime has no ethics, does it?
Old or young, all have the license to evil.

 Turn to the newspaper today. Now.
My bet : Every third item you read will be crime.
Not just crime, crime against women.
Rape. Harassment. Dowry. Acid. Femicide. 'Honor Killing'

Frightens me so that I be cautioned.
Makes me sit in the 'Reserved for Ladies' seat only.
Tells me that I need to reach home before 9.
Gives me enough reason to confuse restrictions with safety.

As I lay awake on my bed, there are things I never will forget
Those memories which instill fear in me,which weaken me
But think good, good will happen. So I try let it go
Like a computer, I press the delete button and wipe off those slimy memories.

After what seems like forever, sleep slowly creeps in
Yet those pictures revolve, revoking the fear in me
The silence of the dark is cut by the clock ticking loud
And the question haunts, Am I safe in my own house?

When redundancy strikes..

There was a time when ideas were new
They only meant to be nurtured and brewed

Look around, what do you see?

A chaotic clueless crazy crowd

"Big Daddy" is what all are trying to be

I was so naive and gladly joined one

Contributing to the rat race I was taking my run

Turn my back, and what do I see?

A ravenous rapacious rampant rabble

Waiting to outrun and eventually vanquish me

Why so serious? What's the big deal? 

What's in name, what's in the stamp and seal?

Splash some water and what do I see?

A serious senseless shortsighted swarm

Working for ego - the smallest possible fee

We could work together, united make it large

But we chose to get a separate power, our own charge

Open my eyes and what do I see?

A pretentious pompous phony pack

Whatever it will be, their ego will be

That's exactly when redundancy strikes

Nobody cares about what the mass likes

I gather myself from the mess, what do I see?

A floating frantic frenzied flock

Hence they duplicate in order to dodge the mock

Perhaps there people just like me and you

Not liking the artificial bizarre few

Lets get together, what can we hope to see?

A lustrous legitimate logical lot

Who fought the shrewd legacy and harmony was bought

It has almost been a year...

// Although my first hand at poetry, would appreciate honest views :))

It has almost been a year since I have seen you
Or even said a casual "Hi, hello how do you do?"

...

You told me I was charming
And when you went gaga over my eyes
Remembering those days
Deep down inside my heart cries

...

When I think of all those wonderful times
Those same eyes shed a tear
How do I tell this to you
I miss you a lot my dear

...

Every night before going to bed,
I still listen to your favourite Annie's Song,
Wish you were right beside me
That is just what I long

...

I may not be perfect
Maybe many qualities that I lack;
But believe me I still love you,
And hence I want you back

...

When I am feeling low
Or as I am walking alone
If I hear a ring, I think it's you
And rush towards my phone

...

As the night is falling
As upon my bed I lay;
I have a fear instilled
Your face in my memory might just fade away

...

It has almost been a year since I have heard from you...

One Jobless + Another Jobless = Awesomeness!!

Ritika sparng up with a brilliant idea suddenly and to that awesome idea of hers i replied instantly with a shayari...
and hence the saga started...
Presenting,
What two jobless people can do over the span of two days!

Kevin: Apni iss idea ko abhi ke liye dabalo
       Apni iss idea ko abhi ke liye dabalo
       Naya godrej powder hair dye...
       Bas kaato gholo lagalo!

Ritika: Ideas sambhal ke rakho abhi ye kache hain,
        Ideas sambhal ke rakho, abhi ye kache hain..
        Aap hi ki tarah
        Daag ache hain ;)

Kevin: Na kisiko honede apne idea ki khabhar
       Na kisko honede apne idea ki khabhar
       Diagram galat ho gaya ,
       Rubber de rubber! :D

Ritika: Na lagne dungi kisiko iska pata,
        Na lagne dungi kisiko iska pata;
        Jo koi bhi puchega, usko main bolungi,
        Hata sawan ki ghata :P

Kevin: Reply karne mein ho gayi deri,
       Reply karne mein ho gayi deri...
       Next station Andheri! :D

Kevin replied really late! Conveyed it too Ritika through yet another Shayari!

Ritika: Hahaha :D
        Koi baat nahi o mere yaar,
        Koi baat nahi o mere yaar;
        kal ki baatein continue karenge,
        aur baatenge khushi aur pyaar ;)

Kevin: Pyaar ki baatein na karo aap,
       Pyaar ki baatein na karo aap;
       Kahi pata chal gaya...
       Toh band bajayega aapka baap!!

Ritika: Kya kare lag gayi hai aapki aadat,
        Kya kare lag gayi hai aapki aadat;
        Aaj khustavad honge tum...
        Agneepath Agneepath :P

Kevin: Aapki iss shayari mein nahi tha maza,
       Aapki iss shayari mein nahi tha maza,
       Sudhriya zara aap nahi toh milegi mujse saza!

Ritika: Lo karli na aapne pro wali baat,
        Lo karli na aapne pro wali baat;
        Practise se hi toh seekhungi
        Aaj nahi toh kal raat..

Ritika: Sunday ho ya monday
        Roz khao ande
        Shayari gandi bani
        Toh Kevin se padenge dande :P

Yes, back to back messages. She got offended by Kevin's previous insult!

Kevin: Ye ki apne bilkul sahi baat...
       Ye ki apne bilkul sahi baat...
       Shayari banate rehna aap hamare saath!

Ritika: Agar aapki marzi hui toh ji haan zaroor
        Agar aapki marzi hui toh ji haan zaroor
        Fir iss aadat se kahin aap na ho jaye majboor.. :P

Kevin: Shayari banana hamare baaye haath ka kaam..
       Shayari banana hamare baaye haath ka kaam..
       Kamar mein dard hua toh lagao zandu balm!

Ritika: Aapke liye ye baaye haath ka khel hoga
        Aapke liye ye baaye haath ka khel hoga
        Humare liye ye do future dosto ka mel hoga..

Kevin: Aap jaisa dost hoga mazzedaar,
       Aap jaisa dost hoga mazzedaar;
       Yadi aapne padha ho toh,
       Joginder Singh tha ek Subhedaar!!

Ritika: Aapne hume mazzedaar kya kaha,
        Aapne hume mazzedaar kya kaha;
        Dil humara garden garden hota raha!!

Kevin: Humare saath rahoge toh hamesha rahoge khush,
       Humare saath rahoge toh hamesha rahoge khush;
       I hate guys which behave like a douche!

Ritika: Shayari ke hote hain itne meethe meethe bol,
        Shayari ke hote hain itne meethe meethe bol;
        Point pe aa hi nahi paate hum,
        Ghumte reh jaate hai gol gol...
        Na chahte hue bhi ban rahi hai romantic shayari,
        Koi galat matlab na nikal lena mere dost;
        Intezaar kar rahi hai inn shayariyon ka,
        Meri wo personal dairy...

Kevin: Badi si shayari thi badi mast,
       Badi si shayari thi badi mast;
       late reply karne ke liye sorry,
       Hum thode game mein the vyast!

Ritika: Jaise aapko nahi pasand wo ladke dumbo,
        Jaise aapko nahi pasand wo ladke dumbo;
        Theek usi tarah hume napasand wo ladkiyan,
        Jo hoti hai complete bimbo!

Kevin: Aapki shayari sunke hota nahi gham,
       Aapki shayari sunke hota nahi gham;
       Hum saath mein honge toh shayari mein aur hoga dum,
       Dum se yaad aaya, kaisi thi movie Cheeni kum?

Ritika: Cheeni kum mein thi thodi cheeni kum,
        Jisme hai dum,
        Toh fakht Bajirao Singham!

Kevin: Abhi baje hai bara,
       Abhi baje hai bara;
       Continue karte hai hum humari baat,
       Kyunki zindagi na milegi dobara!

Ritika: Baat continue karenge aap aao toh sahi online,
        Baat continue karenge aap aao toh sahi online;
        Fir puchna hello how do you do? I am fine!

Kevin: Hum hamesha rehte hai online,
       Hum hamesha rehte hai online;
       Facebook only kills most of our time!

And then chatting on fb we decided to put this on our blogs! :D
Here you go with Kevin's blog:

http://fouryearsonelife.blogspot.in/