Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Butter, Bread and a lil pepper..

This is again one of those nights,
restless, jobless, hopeless..
What's this feeling inside
It's hard to guess!

I wonder why my fingers move,
what do they try to write?
it feels absolutely dark around
though this tube glows so bright..

There indeed is this hallucination of illumination,
but this is not the light I seek,
I long for the one,that promises a future,
better than the one in store for me now! so dark, so bleak!

People say its close, but
where? here? no? there? no?
ohh there? no? then there? no!
I give up! maybe there's nowhere to go.
but is this where am supposed to start from?
where? here? no? there? no?
ohh there? no? then there? no!
ohh.. am Lost!

The strong Man , i usually am,
says "we still can"..
The timid boy, deep inside of me, ,
asks " how the hell, man"?

The three of us sit together,
here tonight..
Arguing hard..
everyone's in a mood to fight!

Not even a minute,
And I pull out..
realising thr's not much I can do..
in this opponentless bout!

Yes, Let them argue ,
as they always will,
They are integral to me,
But let them still..

For tomorrow when we get up ,
after a gud sleep,
the three of us will still be together,
with individual promises to keep!

So, its time to grab the textbook,
cant afford to screw up my test!
Till the two are engaged,
I shud mugg up lessons and take some rest!!

Yes.. we are friends but
sometimes i hav to get them engaged..
to escape futile thinking,
And work to secure my butter and bread!

In this ocean of oppurtunities,
I hav failed to catch even a drop!
They were right when they said,
Life is afterall not a lollipop!

Try, is all I can do,
to work out my way to the top,
its time to solve equations and numericals,
goodbye thoughts, here I stop!
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