Is it too much to ask for
To have Peace.  

Is it too much to ask for
To be loved unconditionally.

Is it too much to ask for
To accept what I am.

Is it too much to ask for
To be Free.

The Small Brush in Hand
Just like a Magical Wand.  
So many Colours to choose.  
Nothing much to loose.
Out he went to Paint the Wall.
Following All the Protocol.
Too bad his efforts were wasted.
As that Wall was already  Painted.

Sab Khuch Tau Woh  He Hai.
Woh Hi Log.
Woh Hi Fikaar.
Woh Hi Jagaah.  
Woh Hi Sauch.
Na Khuch Badla .  
Na Khuch Badlaiga.  

Paani Tau Paani Hi Hai.
Asmaaan Sai Hi Aaati Hai.  
Agar Woh Na Badla.  
Tau Aur Kya Badlaiga.  

Insaan Ka Shareer Tau Woh Hi Hai.
Woh Dau Haat aur Pair.  
Woh Hi Kamzaat Dimaag.  
Agar Woh Na Badla.
Tau Aur Kya Badlaiga.  

Badlaa Tau Hamarai Tareeqai.  
Badlaa Tau Hamarai Havaas.
Badlaa Tau Hamaari Na Farmani.
Badlaa Tau Hamaari Khudkarzi

Aur Khuch Nahi Badlaa
Na Khuch Badlaigaa

Trying Hard to fix the Leak.
Successful in one place.
Leakages in the other .

What Ever I do.
What  ever my Intentions are.
Nothing has changed.
Except for that fact
That I have became more Sad.
Now I may have to accept
That this phase of loneliness
May continue for some more time.
Till then I all I can bid  Good Bye.

The Best Part about it ...
No one ....
Wins.

For Someone
Whom  I can be
The Real Me.

Aaaj Aisa Waqt Aaa Chuka Hai
Mujhe Bai Sabri Sai Intezaar Thaa.

Na Khuch Paanai Ki Chahaat.
Na Khuch Khaunai Ki Chahaat.

All Men  
               were  Boys....

Sadness will last
for some time.
But
So will Happiness.

Alone and Alone.
Far Far Away from Home.
Seeking for Peace.
Truth is what It Seeks.
Running from this Madness.
Avoiding Persistent Sadness.

My Smile
is as genuine
as my Pain.

Thank you for the Sight I see.
Thank you for the Sound I hear.
Thank you for the  Air I breathe.
Thank you for the Hands for work.
Thank you for the Legs to walk.
Thank you for the Shelter  I stay.
Thank you for the Work I do.
Thank you for the Clothes I Wear.
Thank you for the Food I Eat.
Thank You for the Sleep I get.
Thank You for Everything.

And then there are some
Who will never change.
Thinking they have changed.
And will never accept any change.
Will continue to be chained.

Ego acts as a fuel ..
You Burn Eternally...

The Blackboard on the Wall.
In the middle of the Hall.
Words written by the White Chalk.
Then I go for my Small Walk.
Come back and Erase All.
The Chalk is White  and the Board is Black.

The Sun
Bright and Hot.
Radiating Infinite Energy.
Facilitates Life.
Alone.

Soul  > (Mind)
                           > (Heart)
                                             > (Body)
                             Beliefs <
                 Society <
          Earth<
Soul<

Trust and Truth.
Then came the Storm.
Exit was the only choice.
At least you could once tell.
I would have understood.
It would be less Painfull.

Connect
Randomly
Instantly
Disconnect
Unknown Reasons
Hurt Most.
Sadness
Pain.

To those who taught me.
To those who guided me.
To those who believed in me.
To those who laughed at me.
To those who underestimated me.
To those who hated me.
And Above all
To me who always stood by me.

All My Life.
Just Pray for
A Sweet and Peaceful Death.

Falling
   Falling
      Falling...
        Still Falling.
            Waiting for this to End.
So That I can Get Up
   And Climb Back.

For Someone
whom I can be
The Real Me.
The Search Continues ....

Maybe
I still cant See
What is to be Seen.

So proud of its  Shape.
The Color and the Make.
Except for the Drain.  

Hidden and Blocked.  
And was so glad.
Not realising that Water
would soon fill up.

Full and Heavy
It overflowed
Cracks all over
It Finally Broke.

Long Two Decades.
Not much of Success.
Tried Tried and Tried.
Ended up always Crying.
Finally Gave up ....

In the End.
Always the same...

Sometimes out of Love.  
   Sometimes out of Respect.  
Sometimes just for Others.
   Sometimes just for peace.
Simply I remain Quiet

Sturdy Foundation.
Perfection Personified.  
Synergy in Asymmetry.
Still Remains a Mystery.
Resonance Flows
Eyes Behold.
Charming Smile
Body Agile

Sometimes ...
The Branches of the Tree Fall.
But never hurt the Tree itself.
Humans still need to learn this.

Four and Three - Forty Three
End of this wonderful Journey.

When close friends dont reply
It Hurts.....  

When you are the only person
in your college batch not invited.  
It Hurts......  

When you are the Only Neighbour
Not invited for the Wedding.
It Hurts.

When someone close to you
Keeps on Discouraging you always.
It Hurts.  

When employees whom you Empower
Became Competitors
It Hurts.

When you are contacted
Only when the need something  and Ignored rest of the time.
It Hurts.  

All I need to know is WHY ?  
As even not getting the Reason Hurts.

Either

you see Order
Or Ignore it

and see chaos.

Some Fires are lit
To be Extinguished.

At times there is no one
except your own self
Whom you can talk to.  

At times you are all alone
Left by all your so called Friends
Virtually and Physically.  

At times you are faced with
Stiff competition by those
Who had worked with you.

At times you just feel helpless
Depressed and Un Wanted.

These are the Phase of Life
for which gives you oneslef
a new persepective to Life

Waiting for the Next Phase......
The Next Phase of Life

The Stagnant Pond ....
Way Way Beyond.
An Ambitious Fish ...  
Just had one Wish....
Wanted to Fly..
To Reach the Sky...
Went High
And  Died.....

Hard from the Outside ...
Delicate Inside...
In It the Seeds Reside....

Stagantion at its best....
This place is like a nest ...
Wanna Break Free and Fly .....
Explore all under the sky.
As the Endless Time goes by ...
Every moment I just try..
Waiting for that one Moment
Where Initial Inertia is Overcome.

Just Entered
Many Many Qs.
Stood in one of them...
Proud of my Line.
Time Passed.
Many Questions
Few Answers
All Lines lead to One.

Some Cry
Some Talk
And Some Smile....

In the end ...
I walk alone ...

The More You Lie.
The More You Smile.

The only difference
between you and me is ...
You Break.  I make.

Maybe I have misunderstood you.
   Concern.
      Understanding.
          Endless Chats

Maybe I had taken you for Granted.
     Trust
        Love
          Bonding.
  
Maybe I am to be  blamed now after being
       Ignored
          Alone
             Left Out

You dont Die
Just Once........

Never accept my Silence
As a Guilt , Defeat or Acceptance.
Nothing but RelationShip has
Always Been the Top Priority.
You never know when and how
Environment and Person Changes.
As every Human still needs a few
To put him to Rest to Eternity.
Friend or Foe Who Knows.

Gussa Ka Sailaab Sai
Nahi Darta Hu Mai.
Darta Hu Tau Sirf
Bana Banai Rishtai
Ka Bhai Jaaana.

Afraid I am not
with the Floods of Anger.
But Scared of the AfterEffects
where Relationships
will be broken and swayed away.