WAITING

It is waiting and it is waiting forever
And seems as if it just won’t end ever
Coz from the time, the eyes opened
Have been looking up to something

While watching the time moving on
The waiting also transformed itself
First just wished to be able to crawl
And then tried to walk, run and to fly

Along with it also trying to express
All the feelings accumulated within
Starting with babble n’ stammering
And then singing and shouting loud

Waiting again to learn and to know
Taking the first step into the school
And then waiting to get into college
Again quitting the same to get a job

While spending time with parents
Waiting to move along with friends
Then hanging along finding a date
Finally settling down into marriage

Even after the job and the marriage
This waiting just does not conclude
For now it has turn into kind a habit
Being the eternal part of one’s self

The wait continues and moves by
And now it’s for kids and promotion
As you climb the ladder of the life
The waiting to attain similar heights

And now what you waited for self
Now you wait for the same for else
And it is almost a kind of continuity
That will keep moving on till infinity

READ ME NOT

Read me not
For if you get addicted
To the way I write
And then think like me
It’ll make you unhappy
But I don’t want to see you sad

Coz whatever I pen down
Is just sheer nonsense
Kind of meaningless stuff
That is also a waste of time
If you devote it to that reading
One day, you’ll really go mad

All that’s written quite strange
Putting unnecessary burden
Thro’ the head into the mind
It’s a maze leading to nowhere
Making one lose out to the senses
And the whole idea seems too bad

For all the weird thoughts
That always invades through
Taking my senses into captivity
Making me difficult to understand
It’s sceptical or just gibberish
Its mysteries wish I could unclad

DEAD AND BREATHING

Dead and still breathing
Some fragrance seeking
For blossoming the soul
Before ultimately leaving

I want to gather memoirs
Remembrance collecting
All that will travel along
Final sigh almost heaving

Threads of the thoughts
Now gradually unfolding
Loosening upon the grip
That I was busy knitting

But awakening insights
Off late finally realising
Upon which I built trust
This world was deceiving