The Kite

She flows high into that inviting blue sky
Dances with wind as he kisses her skin
In gay abandon she lives to be free
And begins to believe in her immortality.

The false pride begins to seep in
In her superiority, fooled into believing
That no power,heaven or earth
Could cut the flight of this rebirth.

She keeps drinking the ego poison
Then she loses that last bit of reason
In her own infallibility she begins to fall
And just then does the owner recall.

In few seconds that fantasy flight ceases
Crestfallen on ground she shreds into pieces
The freedom she thought was her right
Was slaved to the thread her owner had tied.

Hold me

The cracks in the wall are widening,
The nails of time piercing
Deeper and deeper as resistance gives way
The practised smile of ages walks away.

Concealed within this empty heart
The pain of living rips me apart
My fakeness is loosing its colour
I am in disarray, complete disorder.

Ages have passed since I last slept
That peace of mind slowly crept
Away from me as truth of world prevailed
In every dream of victory, I failed.

Still holding on to something unknown
You perhaps, for only you have known
That every second I live to die
Please hold me, I dont want to cry.

Dope Shot

That rule of the second
When time froze and,
the brain stopped working
you became a living dead.

You blabbered incessantly,
Your walk incoherent
All the world turned upside down
Time independent life, nothing left to repent.

The dope shot seeped into you
In trance you lost all your sense
Then what followed was mayhem
Everything became past tense.

Just one dope shot it was
Though you never realized
Its impact lasted a lifetime
Though you now look surprised

Nothing can be undone now
For all thats left is destruction
The dope shot of anger leaves
no room for resurrection.