Flare

I never thought of being a part of this,

I didn’t knew what it was all about,

I knew it would be hard to manage,

I never knew it would be so much fun,

But now when all is gone,

It hurts more like a bloody thorn,

Now I try to relive the memoirs

Of moments that we shared,

Of late night meetings that we held,

Of walkie-talkie talks that we dealt,

Of flex,banners,posters,stalls,

Of coupons,passes,tickets,brochures,

Of the scolding for the “cc” to all,

Of so much money spent on calls,

Of the Deficit budget that caused nightmares,

Of the immediate decisions that we dared,

Of the backstage requirements full on tight,

Of bunked classes and “XX” fright,

Of booboos for Jaipur Beats,

Of “once more's” for Highway-61,

And so much praise for Agnee Band,

But when Dj Suketu ended it all,

I can do nothing and just recall,

The fun ,the frolic,the moment,the life

The small part of us that’s now gone,

And now it hurts like a bloody thorn.

I am now going to miss,

the best ever days of my college life.

Thank you!

This post is dedicated to:

Ratnabh Sinha,Parag Bandopadhay,Abhimanyu Manna,Abhipreet Sinha,Manish Singh,Dhruvit Berawala,Abhirup Das,Rahul Singh,Ayush Rastogi,Ankit Gupta.

Hats off guys, We did it!!



Does it matter...

Does it even matter to you?

Oh! You so called friend of mine,

Do you even care for me?

As you fake a smile.

Did I ever done something,

Very disheartening to you,

I was always being nice,

A polite well wisher to you.

Well I don’t know the reason for,

Your behavior so unpleasant,

It’s harsh, rude and uncalled,

Why are you being so blunt?

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Does it even matter to you?

Oh! You so called friend of mine,

Pretending like everything is fine,

But acting as if I crossed some line.

I always needed you,

Always cherished your memory,

But now you are behaving like,

I am a bug on your strawberry.

Seems like it’s going to be end then,

As there is no way out,

There is no effect of me on you,

Whether I scream or shout.

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I wonder persistently,

Why human relations are so fragile,

Whenever there is misery & a lot of pain,

All these relations ceases to remain.

When the good times return,

Along is the arrival of these,

I hate this behavior,

It’s like a disease.

Everybody is living for his benefit,

Everybody wants to be fly,

You did matter to me,

Nobody else made me cry...

So far....

I woke up today,

You were sleeping by my side,

Just looked at you,

With my eyes opened wide.

How much I love you,

How much I care,

Can just die for,

this moment right here.

I want to squeeze you ,

Want to feel your heat,

How nice you smell,

How soft are your feet.

Your beautiful lips are so hard to ignore,

Soft, Plush, Pink just need to be adored,

When I hold your hands,

I am holding my world,

How cute you are looking,

With both of your knees curled.

Your silky hair are flowing down your face,

My heart is beating, it’s on a chase,

Your eyes just opened, how lovely those are,

You are so close to me, yet seem so far.

Peace

Let there be Peace ,

Let there be Love ,

Let there be Petroleum Engineering!

Lost

O Dear it happened,

What I feared for happened,

What I didn’t wanted happened,

What I always did to you happened.

Yes you wouldn’t believe it,

How can I be like this,

I am sensible, I am brave,

Dear you made me happened.

It started with a small drop,

And there was another,

The beginning was a trickle,

And then with a ripple,

It was all uncontrollable.

It’s like I have been saving it for years,

It was mine, it was for you,

Dear you made me happened.

 I didn’t enjoyed those moments,

But now I experienced what it felt like,

Yes dear it happened.

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I cried, I cried out loud,

It was like a hidden cloud,

Of sorrows,worries,guilts,shames,

Buried over through years,

Those made me come in tears.

And I don’t want to stop,

Have been a total flop,

But now it’s the last one,

Would never do this again,

Faced already enough pain.

Life has stranded me,

In the middle of nowhere,

But I am going to fight,

Coz now I don’t even care,

For barriers,excuses,obstacles and loss,

That slowed down my pace,

Life is hard, it’s not pretty,

Everyone is following the rat race.

It’s tough to survive like this,

With so much expectations at stake,

May I be able to win it,

Always wanted to cut a cake,

For victory,celebrations,joy and happiness,

With all my dear ones by my side,

It’s a dream, one that’s possible,

In my heart it reside.

The Moment

There is always a moment,

For everyone around,

Many have lived it,

Most haven’t yet found.

The moment which could be the beginning,

Of your so-called destiny,

The moment that you were waiting for,

For the one you wanted to be.

The most surprising thing about it is,

 May be it’s already there,

We are failing in recognizing it,

Hiding in the depths of despair.

So Arise,Awake,Act,Accomplish,

Before the moment is already gone,

It’s not late, it’s in your hands,

Break the barriers, steal the throne.

Coz you don’t want to regret it later,

Sitting alone with a cup of tea,

Life would be different,

 It could have been great,

If you wouldn’t have,

 Left all to fate.

Hats off to Dhoni and Co.

You lived the moment , and made all live it too!!

Pretty women

So , April is here, and along came by the season of springs,there is a lot of heat than usual in the atmosphere.Thanks to emissions,exhausts,pollution ,global warming and you know what not.I have a internship from Jun-mid July,don't know how i am going to survive.

Well India is finally again in the final of World Cup.The most awaited win is just a match away,that can serve as a perfect gift to The God of Cricket , Mr .Sachin Tendulkar.Also his hundredth century can add a yet another feather to the crown.I am keeping  my fingers crossed.You must be Bleeding Blue.!!

A whole lot of poems have come lately in whole of the mighty March.You must have enjoyed them I guess.This April , more to come , And again seriously I don't know from where these are coming to me,I just think and write whatever comes to my mind , and here they are.
Well this time thought of writing about a poor old beggar lady.So here goes,

People pass by on a busy street,

There sits a woman with nothing to eat,

With one child on his waist, another bare footed,

They are on a mission to keep themselves alive.

She begs, She cries,

She screams, She lies,

Nobody listens to her, nobody notices,

Some just ignore, some make dirty faces,

What bad has she done?

She often keeps wondering,

She hasn’t been lucky, but it’s worse than that.

How she going to survive, what about her kids,

Don’t they need education, don’t they want to be rich.

With joined hands and hollow hopes,

She asks for help,

Some don’t want to give, some don’t have change,

Some give a coin, some act all strange.

And then one fine day,

Arrives a person with an angel heart,

He changes everything before he departs.

The woman is surprised, she prays to the heavens,

The life has changed for her, all of a sudden.

We all have that angel hidden in us somewhere,

Some are not aware, Some don’t want to share.

So try to be like the angel in you,

Go out today and serve a few.

That's all for now,

Good bye !

departed fate

Yes she tried, the best she could,

To make him realize how important is she,

For him, for her, for us, for we,

But he never understood,

Though he wanted to be,

The one for her, her mystery man.

She tried so much, the best she can,

But he never understood,

Remain stiff like a wood.

Seems like testing her patience limit,

It was becoming his regular habit.

Baffled, Frustrated, Dejected, Disappointed,

The girl was left completely exhausted.

Why is he doing all this,

Acting like he is never going to miss,

She wants to know,

He is never going to show,

The tensed threads are now ready to break,

The relation ending up like a piece of cake,

The stage was set, now the two are apart,

Alone they came & Alone they depart.

Sleep

One fine Sunday morning,         

I don’t know how,

I woke up abruptly,

Coz of a bad dream,

My eyes were wet,

My body was tensed,

I jumped out of my bed.

I opened the window,

The cold breeze went thru,

It was vital and fresh,

Enough for me to,

Go back to bed.

"There is nothing like a sleep in this world"

You cried

There you cried, you cried again,

Some part of me died ,it died again,

What else can I say,

Keep yourself away,

As much as you can,

Coz I don’t ever wanted to hurt you,

But it’s the “me”

The devil one you see,

Who takes every opportunity,

To make you suffer from pain,

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It causes the rain,

The rain of your tears,

Falling down your face,

The pretty face you have,

How bad it looks,

With all smile gone,

It’s just because of me

that hurts you a lot,

it's more like a bullet shot.

You know what,day-by-day,

I am getting good at it,

With the little devil’s aid,

Who doesn’t care for others,

And leave them betrayed,

I want to face you,

To sort out this problem,

I know you don’t want to see me,

I am no-more welcome,

Can you just listen, Can we just talk,

I want to hear your voice , I want to go on a walk,

With you, With you, With you,

Yes you, Only you, Just you.

There is nothing else so precious for me,

Nothing else can be so pure,

Just once o-dear look at me,

For me it’s more than a cure.