Far

Sometimes I wish to fight
and I do
Sometimes I wish to shout
and i do
Sometimes I wish to share
and I do
Sometimes I wish to confess
and I do
Sometimes I have to hide
and I try
For all the wrongs I do
I wish to blame her
For everything out of place
I rebuke her
For everything contemptuous I do
I call her despicable
I don't have her
and shall have never
But I want to blame her
I want to fight
I want to shout
Because when I don't
she gets far,really far.

Random Trysts

When random thoughts grow out of proportion
When random colours levitate in distortion
When my orange kite sways
solitary under a thin scarlett sky
loses identity as it gets high
When my emotions float and are caught
bt someone dear
I sense joy lurking somewhere near
Random shadows collide and interfere
And with sarcasm they fill the air
They shout,they laugh,they scintillate
Ironically never they resonate
Random talks,random games
frivolously initiated stratergised blames
It chokes me then
they speak when
I tighten my fist and end up with a smirk
it pleasures them then to see me irk
Random trysts these are
and random shall thet remain
unless of course
I risk one again

Swain

In a dream where I have no voice
In my own eyes I search for something gone
I now wish to be a kid again
and dance hassle free in the rain
Let go of expectations fetching pain
Let me run wild under my azzure sky
and with all my strength break this worldly chain
I can stand no longer those satins
kins of mine
staring me in disdain
Let live the the lad who lives inside
Yes,I know the ground has dried
there is no air and I do fright.
But do what I may
there is sorrow in store to fill up my day.
Emphatic are they
and weak am I
I take their blows without a sigh
Aspirations and sadism juxtapose
Me and them
and insolent voices echo
Witness O! witness the smirk/smile
Behold the twinkle in the eye,now filled with pain
Aah! I know you can not
The face is long gone,dead is the swain