Beneath The Clock

Tick Tick!
Tick Tick!!


I hear the clock arms
Striking every time
And slowly something
Enters into my mind
And than I realize
It is continuously singing my life's rhyme


Tick Tick!
Tick Tick!!


I see the clock arms
Moving round and round
And eventually I start smiling
Because I feel, my life's running down


 Tick  Tick!
 Tick  Tick!!

The clock arms moves
On and on
The seconds after seconds are
Counted down
And so awaiting beneath the clock
I realize that my life's already gone

 Tick  Tick!
 Tick  Tick!!

I see the clock arms
And close my eyes
I know, they run up and down steadily
So does my joys and strife
And gently beneath the clock
I wish to complete life long miles and die

 Tick  Tick!
 Tick  Tick!!

Pains Of Departure

I am bound to speak some words
But why this voice does not move
Lips are emotional stumbling
Though this heart forces to accept the truth


Only tears enroll as if there's Pacific some deep
And eye brow all wet aside
Black eye still getting dimmer and dimmer
And keep those images some far away to for bide


Hands and feet at once remained as ice
But na! hey I'm alive
Hairs crawl onto the head gloomily
And Oh! Into the sorrow, I had a deep dive


Pictures of joy now turned to agony
though they are fresh in the memories
Now I see never you, only mourn you
Since you're now only in the stories


Into the heaven or around us,where you are
Donna forget me, thou near far
I'll be just waiting for you in the nights
Hey you! You be a star
                    You be a star!

"Hunted Love"

I do feel pierce of love, why so
Though I am not crazy for that
Not I am busy too..
Why? Why do God creates pierce of love for me
Why it hunts around the corner at nights
Why so? Why donna I understand..
But even why donna I wanna deny
My lord oops! its sucking
Help me so
I need you now.... I need you now

My Life's Within The Earth

Wake me up hey mum-dad
When flower of paddy rises
And hey wake not me till
The morning's lovely horizon arises


I wish not to hang around
The ghostly nights still
Ah! don't make me alive on stormy sounds
My heart sicks and gloomy I feel


I was looking for some island
Which could hide all my illusions
And some far away I am to stand
Searching for some weird absolutions


I wish to find out
The heavenly path for me
And I hope to be of no doubt
Heartily I could further see


To the distance the upcoming sky
I'll be there with the smiley face
And where I could say you ba bye
For you have won the right race
MY LIFE"S RACE

Dead Soul But Live Body

When smiles faded
Life turned gloomy
Eyes starring at something
Yet cup of life to be fulfilled


O god beget an ocean once 
That deserve to mine
Where I shall provide an ultimate formality
To the biggie rivers of my tear


Well, unreasonable life
How to drive? I am confused
Where to drive? I missed the way
I am sitting frustratedly, O god! When will you make me a star, I pray


My eyes are semi open
Forehead with the ultimate droplets of sweat
Heart going to be squeezed
And soul ready to exile on the un destined path


I am thinking for why I am here?
Though my imagination paved the path towards Christ
Now I believe I am half dead
But still not yet found a bed where I could end my breath


From where I could end my life's last breathe....

I LIKE U BUT ITS NOT LOVE

She speaks healthy
She is beautiful
She is pretty and she is intelligent
That's why I like her


Her smiles are common to me
But time and again I am eager to see
Her soft hair expresses
To hide into her some deep


Let any one tell me that's my folly 
I damn and dare to express my jolly
Speaking truth and so sensitively
I like the way, I like her so scarcely


I know she belongs to other
And she knows I am lonely too
Still I am dazed with her voices, feelings and smiles
I yea..really like her not in a sense of owing her


She also likes me
She believes more than other within me
So, how can I get away and destruct her?
How can I fade her smiles?

How can I swallow her voices?
How can I snatch her feelings, her beliefs on me?
Nay! I should be disciplined
Though I like her and until she likes me

ADDICTED KILLER

I am an addict

Addict to cancer Pipes
And I think of myself

I have an uncertain life

O! risky, I love it

With alcoholic whiskey pecks

Brown Sugar and coo-kins are my friend

But I really hate those medical checks

I see twinkling stars even on the day

So joy staking my life

Alone in the forest, drains and river banks

I find myself happiest with the dendrites

Pains of the syringe are nothing to me 

As I have swallowed all pains given to me

By those hell society, family and even my life

I even cruse to my fortune with children and wife

I know and I am known to AIDS

I know and I am known to Hepatitis B

But I damn and say now

Oh! which new brandy are those fatal disease

Though I am in a sort of maze

I visit the whole universe at a time

This is how I am addicted

And the profession now has become a killer-ism

Addicted Killer-ism

A Fiction Buster

THE LAST WORD

We were friends from the very prime age, as if from the sperm itself. And we were so intimate that we used to share feelings, everything and even bed. The only thing that separated us was our private organs. But, to the rest we are even now very much the same as past. And now it has become twenty one years and we both have finished our graduation. As our discipline was same we both used to read separate but interact together and our duration of interaction was more than our studies. That was a great fun. I liked er and of course she also liked me. We used to talk about other partners and joke or try to do the same with each other but it wasn't possible to love each other because we did not felt like that.
It was the first week of December, and we used to go toa stadium for jogging. And on Sunday when were jogging she said,"Hey, I could not walk any longer; see my legs' going crazy." But I, I just gigged and ran further ignoring what she was saying. And after a while presuming my sense I turned to her but she was already fallen in the ground. So, I ran to her but till then she had become stiff and her eyes was about to close; her lips were stumbling heavily and nose inflating. I could notice only her face and than instead of her I felt as if I was in pathetic condition. My eyes could not stop tears rolling heavily as if there was an ocean behind it. I could not judge what to do and my mind went short circuiting. within seconds I called an ambulance, than her father. She was already fainted until we reached the emergency ward of the hospital. It was really late. I didn't know when my best friend stop breathing, when was the last breath exhaled. And before a while in such a short span of time she once said to me- "Jeev I'll miss you, I love you....." to which I just nodded and took my sight away for emergency as I was also trembling.
But I realize now that it was not a part of a joke we used to crack and say I love you to each other, in fact, that was a reality which she burst from her delightful heart and from her last breath-the last voice-THE LAST WORD........
I could not close my ears before fainting when some one near me with white dress spoke out softly........."SORRY, SHE IS DEAD".........................................

Creations of the Diary

''I Miss You''
I was reading her psychology
She was opening herself to me
Yea.. I too was exposing myself to her
And we were communicating ourselves to and from the heart

When we came to the end
She wrote "I miss you"
My romanticism toll to extremity
But I remained calm and silent

In fact, I found myself
Hidden in critical thinking
"I miss you" What is that?
I actually analyzed what she wrote

"Hey dear, had I been dead
Or untouched
Or undone
Or uncommunicated, exiled and away

You would miss me
You would remember my nature
My character,
My way of conduct and all

But I am alive
Inside the heart
I am pounding, just to make you alive
So hey, just treasure me when I am here for you

Never ever write 'I miss you'
I like you, I love you
And if you respond the same to me
Just write, 'I treasure your life'

"ITS FINE DEAR"

Creations of the diary.........

She laughs;
And I dare to look at her
She gets annoyed
And I willingly smile at her

I probably keep on watching at her
If she keeps on changing herself
When she laughs
And when she gets annoyed

While we keep on expressing ourselves
I keep going against her will
And she dares me; she hates me unwillingly
So I keep on smiling to persuade her

I wonder how she expresses herself
How pleasantly she laughs
Though hiding, I keep on viewing her moves
And howz the nature! So calm for me, If she'ld be with me forever........