Coz’ I am born this way!

Today entails the loss of everything

and yet it marks a new beginning

I might have loved the worst this year

The year itself was cursed

I cry and wail for a sad fortune

Yet I am here with no money at all

The joy of eating the best I want

But the best was never mine

I lost, lost everything that I had

Yet I have my life intact

But is this life that I ever wanted?

I want; never am I born this way again

Never would I show my face to the beasts

Never will I have to smile on your speech

Never would I want to sleep with you

Because I am not honoured to wear what u please

Because I am not dancing to what you play

Because I am not what you desire

Because I was never born this way

I am who I am....

In my dreams...

Closed in a shell

I eye you from a corner

The figurative face of a monster

Perched nose and thickened lips

I hide again and close my eyes...

I am let into a desolate void

Nothing around to catch my fancy

Nothing more to worry about

I am yearning the death bestowed on me

I am yearning for my life...

Life changes with the ticking hand of seconds

Friends turn foes

People go and grow old

Circumstances lead your life

And shut in a nutshell

I walk behind...

The foggy nights of festival

Reminds me to rejoice

As I look in the mirror

I only see a hollow frame

Encrusted with remorse

And lost all the faith in smile...

I beg that pain to come over me

I near my end of an endless path

I follow the course in my dream

And In my dream I want to live

I want to weave my own life

And In my dream I see you

I find you standing behind me

In my dreams I laugh

And I loathe you for being with me...

A rumored romance....

Sitting at the corner window of my alienated room,

I think about the love we shared once

The manipulative truth of your existence

Led us to a path of annihilation...

“Whose fault is this”, I think

Was I stupid to believe him?

Is love meant to be calculative?

Why lying is such an easy option?

Was charming me the only reason?

 Deep down I tremble with fear

An end like this, I cannot bear

The body lay in my open arms

I try in vain to wake him up

He will not, he will never...

I again cry to relieve my pain

To forget the dryness of my soul

I lived ‘coz I dared to love

I cry ‘coz he wasn't the one...

It's all around me...

Red, yellow, orange

Shone brightly in the dark

 How can I touch the heat

It was all lost in my dream

Fire! Fire! Fire! I yelled

Crying in anticipation

It eyed me with a squinting move

And I dazzled like a shining moon

Sudden rain on my bode

Was God watching me well before?

Caught amongst the brutal beasts

This contagious disease is spreading on me

I search for a God within

To rescue me from this land of kin

It’s a farce play I kept playing

Outsmarting with my moves

The skin has gone pale

The eyelids dropped

Cheeks hurt but smile doesn’t stop

I still await a moment of luck

Where you’ll be you and I’ll be all me...

Because I am born...

It came across my face

Hit the slab hard

Looked back at the farthest object

And left me sulking in a hurry...

In my odd night hours

My dream used to curse me

For my life was adopted by others

And I could let that happen

For I could not help myself

I was born to bear the worse...

The fault indeed lies within me

Within me lie the extreme bad

For which you had to stand over me

And mash me till you feel sad...

I am born to take your heat

To slave my neck

Or however you please

To kneel before the strongest race

And wear the farce of my fate

Am I born to be a girl?

Or born as a girl in this pervert world?

Should ask God for the tempting assets I got

Or this world that made it appealing by its thought?

Being born as a girl is a crime enough

As age does not matter, we have got enough

We have enough tears to hide our pain

We have soft velvets to hold your weight

We have heart to render at our defeat

And we have eyes to see this all over again!

An everlasting truth....

The figurative face of the devil

And evil of the good,

The open heart of the beast

And the shut doors of the kind,

The burnt skin of a dark

And rose on a fair cheek...

Eyes are shut to the inner face!

Why rose with thorns appeal us the most?

Why understanding love is complicated?

Why hatred is where you feel the most?

Why do we need to think with our brains?

Why heart can never imagine?

Behind every emotion

Is an eternal feeling

An enduring heart  

With an everlasting truth.....

A story of my previous night....

It died last night

In the stormy weather

The easy death it was,

My hands shivered in haste

And my legs abated on side

body lied there all night long...

Nobody knew where I was

In a corner

Gasping for some air

Difficult to last from here...

Pain inside tickled me more

The last laugh I abhor

Everything seems so far

My inner self died

The night love left a scar...

A new beginning

A found journey

A proposed life

With all means I lost...

Set on a stage, again I start my act

The script I pray

Should last long

The editor of my life

Could ask more...

I will be the assassin this time

I wish to beg once again my life...

I sing along....

I sing along with

The brisk morning of the lilies

Blossoming from their flower,

The fluttering of the mango trees

Ripening with their fruit,

The humming of the mynas

Floating by my side,

and the ripple of the river

That flows beneath the hills....

I sing along to celebrate the moment

to forget my past

to excite my present

And to endure the future....

Lyrics forgotten, music in shreds

The voice echoes in parts

And yet I hear them in vain,

Weather changes with hope

I swear not to leave my song

Bewildered next morning

I long for a new tone....

I sing along

With the rising of sun

I sing along

With the night of the moon

I sing along

With the love I made

And I Sing along

With whom I never met....

The burn on my cheek...

The burn on my cheek

Shows like a scar

Pains my inner zeal

when hit with a laugh...

Touch it soft and it will shrug

Slap hard and it will flutter

deep into the cells it exist

doctor says it’s hard to believe

it bleeds when pulled to a stretch

melts when left to upheld...

The burn on my cheek

Is hard to conceal

Some people say ‘I am born ugly’

It penetrates deep into my soul

The woe of my parents and

an unachievable goal

a knot tied to a man of honour

locked me forever in a corner

my body was shrugged into pieces

looking for breath in a brutal world of species

the coming nights made it worse

dragged me into a monster’s hub

My eyes squatted to a corner

But the burn on my cheek

Still lived longer....