WHERE PEN EQUALS PAIN

Over paper vivid colors they sprinkle
Upon which fire of hatred does kindle

It is not just about satire and humor
Clearly the brush stains a dirty color

It is showed as freedom to express
But only dirt and filth it tries to harness

Should it be just freedom not judgement
And not care about others' sentiment

The power with which revolt sustain
Now that pen is used to deliver pain

The Pen which used to revolutionize
Faith and respect it tends to criticize

Now only guns and bullets doesn't kill
As from pen and pencil too venom spill

The power of writing embarked a new role
It is being used by some for killing the soul

SOME OTHER DAY

I can’t today so some other day
My new song for you I will play
For now I am totally exhausted
And I beg you to let me go away

I feel as if I am kind of missing
Not knowing as to where I am
And where I'm supposed to be
My belief weird n’ going astray

I’ve to find my path n’ direction
And taking the way somehow
I need to arrive at somewhere
For like this I just cannot stay

Let me then rejuvenate myself
So as to have a new feel of life
Then for you by end of the day
A new song I will definitely play

CARNAGE

It’s just like autumn in my heart
Shedding down the lifeless stuff
After the tears have rained down
Trying to rejuvenate once again

I wish to bear new leaves of hope
Leaving behind loss and failures
Trying to stand strong and steady
Getting rid of sorrows and pain

It may be winters again in future
And I’ve to be ready to face it
The cold and biting chilly winds
Senses will go numb thro’ the vein

The darkness too will surround
As clouds will gather over high
But it is destined to tear down
And one day it will definitely rain

Washing away the precedence
And also cleaning all the wounds
Also embarking upon a pathway
Thro’ which all sorrows will drain