HAPpY FReINdShiPz DaY To AlL!!

Someday many years from now

We'll sit beside the candles glow


Exchanging tales about our past

And laughing as the memories flow


And when that distant day arrives

I know it will be understood


That friendship is the key to live

And we were friends and it was good..................

TeRrOr !! IT Is!! Everybody’s worried about stopping terrorism. Well, there’s a really easy way: stop participating in it.

It so much so that the cries are echoing all the edges
Brimming up with the swollen hearts says aloud the history gone pages .
Are these terrorists made of some hammer stricken deeds?
They seem to be a puddle of aloof dirty robots
Who just have no heart but are meant to weave deadly meets.
This despondent game of life and blood
Has horrendously departed many lives all thud.

Now, given a chance I thanked god all fervently
Ardent to kill terrorism before any of the innocent lives flee.




Oh! Terror you are so awfully vile,
all bursting at the seams with such bloody sadistic style.

I have atrociously copious questions creeping all in my mind.
It feels so vulnerable in the midst of bloodily stricken time.

The heck of terror is so loud and tremendous .
That it has left all sane in a feeling terribly atrocious.


I remember one such noxious night
previously, Where everything was a pretty sight

Me with my friends had gone to the place
to a nearby existing temple for mere solace .

It was that evening that billows were too bright.
It seemed as a question to if there had ever been any night .

Then, something thumping hard hard and harder in my head.
Sensing a wizard in the midst of clouds as if threatening for time ahead.

Looking up in sky my eyes piercing acute in that bedlam..
I vision as if there was some blackness over striking the existing calm.

What more!! I had had strong senses for sure .
As, I got to know that there was to come an uproar .

In the temple witnessing the number of people exponentially raising,
as aarti had started with my senses harder harder ringing.

In midst of the dimension me standing not allowing my friends step in,
all this went for say a fraction of second and then was a halt to my thinking.

The other second found myself all delimited by the fiend spirit.
Yes, they were none other but amongst there one of us the vindictive terrorist.

And on top of that there was god seeing all this in his worshipped hole,
and the game of blood and lives and greed and hatred all had set in as a goal .

In the midst, of all that I got free zed with the horrendous approach of death for all,
with infinite guns shooting from nowhere all at large with no help to any call.

I was left nothing but to see the spurting blood here and there,
god knows how macabre a sight can be damn it is this fair ?

And then a gun not really far away from me ,
this witnessed my blood in the air all flee .

My last breadth my last thought was all devoid of glee,
for atonement brimmed in me as I couldn’t make anyone flee.

As this horror stricken weather had already my senses foreseen,
for deity in the cloud had mystically sent the view of the ruinous scene.

One chance one chance one chance was all I wanted.
But, alas now all in vain when time had already surpassed.

But then suddenly a glass of water all tumbled
I wonder if it was the wound or blood and I mumbled

Mumbled to myself “please give me one more chance”!!.
And suddenly a thunderous blow of voice saying
“ ohh dear chance given look you are in trance ”.

Guess what!!! That that was a ghastly dream.
I got up then all walloped with horror stricken welded beam.

And the next was a drop of tear scrolling swiftly from my eye.
Looking up in sky I beckoned to the god in sigh!!.

Thanking god my heart full of gratitude.
My heart valued the chance for what now I stood .



Stood boldly and firmly now for one thought for sure
Not let the malevolence overpower and lets’ go for cure

This thought I gathered with a motto on a paper
Reaching all now I want a loud voice all scampered

Before this is witnessed to any of us again
Lets rip up the vice terrorism and curb these insane

So join the race if we count on them
We outdo the number anyhow
So why is this loathe ness
Let’s go on and strike on them back hard
The time is right the place is here
Lets’ start all with everything with no fear
Let’s race up our minds .the strings and shrine
Lets’ no more let them take anyone of us away
Unite together to million numbers and sway
Its’ just they are into the world of agony
And we are to live for anti terror and longing
And sure to stay!!!!
So lets’ not wait for one chance and urge like me a day
Before this lets’ overwhelm on our say of
Fire away now before they fire us away !!

the ETERNAL MOON

Never knew what’s next
But craved for it with an ecstasy never in rest
Can life be more miraculous then it seems
Does it really have another side of verve often in our dreams?


It feels way apart,
Nothing ever seems to start
Life resonates as a complete maze
Bestowing within a flamboyant breathing phase


Once oneself is on cloud nine,
the other second nothing is left in it to shine
Life reflects in it emblematic analogy of a star
Which seems elegant that’s because it is too far


If gone on an expedition once on it for all
Then you will realize how mystifying is the divine
and enigmatic is the supreme powers call
I feel my mind under the weight of internal fray
Mulling over what happens to the moon during the day

I ruminate and know stars do shine all night
But what about day when sun spreads its light
Is charismatic charm of enthralling
desolated moon snatched for a while
Some devilish powers arresting it’s
another fortune, being put to dial


does answer lies up in the sky
where in the day charismatic
life of the beloved moon die


grueling to know if the murkiness
dimness of moon predicts its nature
weighing upon it seems like an
inexhaustible journey, like a novel treasure


one night out in the muted haze
In my garden I strolled, dazed
Fervent to know the tradition of dynamic moon
While walking through, found a vibran
t radiance on the path quite soon


“Soon” in essence to be highlighted
Never knew the sturdy moon in its
authentic crystal look could ever be sighted
The feel of the mystic was in cage
For now the real I in me came out on with rage


The moon shed its all enigmatic rides onto me
I wondered how prodigious one can be
I wandered up in the sky
oh look the real moon with its
dimness is a way for it to spy


one thing was clear there are reasons
for everything here no one is almighty
no one is meager .Its just a matter of time
that one with power also fails to shine


but as the time rhymes
at off-shores one sees only good signs
So every-time the time shrugs off with a new phase
a new life is bestowed overnight to all for the forgone chase.


so the words bewail, lament are to be disposed
for they just are the tools to make us recklessly posed
apparently that’s the work of the glinting moon
to keep a watch on devils so all of us can sleep with unrest soon


that night changed me eternally
for I came to know that ,we all
have the same power perpetually
its great to realize everyone’s especial
and that’s how moon abides in it an aura so magical


Then what!! my heart underwent a sudden thud
Which lasted few seconds and I found myself in the bed as a bud
Smiling my heart out, i looked at the all klein blue sky
the mystical moon was waving enlightening me saying good bye

whY wHy whY thIs WhyZ siLeNce MaKiNg mOrE noIsE thAn THuNder !!

Dreams all trodden
Time so damn frozen
Thought of what all
Think have no call
seems Gods’’ too busy
oh Me feeling too dizzy

Den pondering upon
there comes a sound
asking Why what we
dream is never found
why are we always left
to reside in a bitter town



why this divine sun can never relieve
why we never have what we weave
why innocence always have to pay
why traumas come always in way
why this moon goes round round
why everything finally sink in ground
why sky seems to be thee mere limit
why life beyond we cannot inhibit


Why it seems as never evading cycle
where u sometimes even undergo miracle
Why there are thorns before every stride
Why it ought to be an exhausting ride
Why hope always we nurture and breed
Why the real chase for life never get ceased
Why severe tides in life are sure to be there
Why hand before we are never made aware


Why living life for some is supposedly a charm
Why whereas for some it’s never even been calm
Why ones’ dreams have no space in this bitter life
Why one is always left for mercy and to strive
Why waking every morning one sees a new light
Why in the end everything seems to be a mere fight


Why when one do no bad still one has to suffer
Why the appalling circumstances have to occur
Why there can’t remain euphoric times forever
Why happiness in life is a mere locked treasure
Why to become that one we aspire is like impossible
Why when one self giving best still meant to stumble
Why on gesturing upon with a good look towards life
Why it has to leave us with a wish that kill me with knife


Why life’s train takes oneself from leaves at the same
Why this streched journey is all about being all maim
Why when we have it, we never realize its significance
Why in later stage of life we have to regret for this instance
Why is it that a stone thrown by dear ones’ also we welcome
Why without them in life the glossy diamond also seems broken


Why gauging upon ones’ emotion is tough too a measure
Why forgetting and forgiving are not an easy stuff however
Why when days and years and centuries are so well defined
Why then the times we lead are most uncertainly rhymed
Why shadows trace us in day but vanish in the nights twitter
Why in forlorn darkened night like everyone even shadows wither
Why channels of life you never wanted to traverse has to come in
Why do we have to then live a life terrible as if under some sin?



Now to all whys’ a big halt
Lemme think Who is at fault
Well my chariot is not in my way
think I should simply wait for my say
So just thought blogging is a good way for my
Thoughts to stay and have its own lustrous ray
But Why why why still is what I say
Datz the way hey
:P