Magical Language

Its sad to see the crumbling beautiful relations

In matter of days ,all because of misunderstandings

Or over mistakes committed

It may be pardonable or not

When egos clash,its a war like situation

One has to surrender for amicable solution

Who will do it?

Blame game takes situation to a brink

With some wily foxes waiting in ranks to pounce upon

It’s never easy for the incumbents

To make a strong comback through reconcilliation

I wish for a magical language

That stands for eternal peace

That can show the feelings inside the heart

Through the spoken words

As sometimes your pain and apologies

Goes unnoticed

It will help the ones who struggle

To express their their emotions for someone

When odd reactions jeapordize relations

There might be only one chance to prove

That there is strong love still left inside

Some might say, “Take it or forget”

With no real conviction

Onus is all upon you,where you can’t fail

A dream life is at stakes

Fix it or watch it going farther without a trace

Then every single word becomes precious

You can win over the heart again

Or just lose it to someone else who got nice words

I wish for a magical language

That can just erase all the aprehensions

And even the small trace of hatred ,if there any

With its healing power

That can rebuild the trust and bonds

Within matter of words

Reminding the good old times from memory

The delightful romance and union

The aspirations weaved together

For a brighter future with joy

Leading you back to where you belong

In the heart of a sweetheart who loved without limits

To continue the saga of love for rest of the lives

Death

Death comes like an uninvited

Cold blooded guest

Who find chilly nights and hot sunny days alike

 Some embraces him with joy

Some reluctantly leaves with him

Some are dragged down with no mercy

Some are lucky to get rid of his hold,but not for long

He is a guide,tormentor,messenger

With no attachment or feelings for any

Just comes to carry out a task

Always so focused about the task

So particular not to miss out even one

Keeps high standards with high efficiency

He tries to tempt one with lucrative offer

That could lift one towards a higher world

Presents the dreamy world of heaven

Just like a kid’s fairy tale

Convinces with with the assurance

That there won’t be any pain and suffering

There will be only luxury comfort

With angels and saints helping out

There will be only smiles all around

He never tells the fact

About a hell that stand beside heaven

Where there is only pain and suffering

With devils and demons rule with terror

There is only tears all the time

With no place to escape or to hide

From the tortue that awaits

And no saviors to save the day

He just bribes one to part ways with life

To leave all beloved once forever

Without any chance to return to earth

To care or enquire about loved ones

As only soul will get the visa

One has to say good bye to body

Just like parting with a baggage

More of a  contract of no return

No time given to fulfil any wish

No time given to exchange final goodwill

No time given to smile or cry

Once the visa is ready

The journey starts

As the guide greets with welcome

The air starts to move away

Lungs drive itself to the limits

To suck the vanishing air

In a last gasp attempt to breath

In a last gasp attempt to survive

Just as heart tries its best

To beat the betrayal of the soul

By sending the final power to the lungs

As the soul starts following the guide

Poor body struggle to fight back

Air keeps moving away faster

Body tries its best to catch some air

It shivers and jumps

Vibrates with ferocity as if it’s now or never

As the soul moves farther

Helpless body surrenders

With the eyes capturing its final images

Closes the lid on a world

That gave joy and pain

Memories and nightmares

Regrets and pride

Soul follows the guide

Breaking all the bonds of love and hate

With hopes about a new world

Heaven or hell which it doesn’t know

It’s another task finished for a task master

Death!

A New Start

I can’t see the road

Fog has taken over

Show me another way

I want to be in hill again

Give me a hand

I am falling down

Stop me from this fall

I want to rise again

Give me a book

I need some advice

Save me from this rot

I want to be wise again

Give me a boat

I need  it to sail

Sieze  me  a new shore

I want to live again

Give me a pen

I need it to write

Send me a new theme

I want to inspire again

Give me a hammer

I need it to thrash

Sell me all the trash

I want to demolish again

Give me a drum

I need it to beat

Sing me a new song

I want to find rhythm again

Give me  a football

I need it to kick

Swing me a stunning cross

I want to score a goal again

Give me a soul

I am dying down

Support me with fresh air

I want to breath once again

I can’t see any luck

Hatred has taken over

Serve me a final chance

I want to love again

Luck

When luck plays the game of teasing

A rise smile is all that I can afford to show

Amused at the fact that a chance is going down

Right in front of my eyes

Like for a striker shooting the ball wide

When the open goal post is waiting lucratively

The dearest wish seemed like coming near

In a moment of absolute surprise

I know that I have to wait a little more

As I anticipate the clearance of hurdles

That pulls me back forcefully

Whenever I find myself in a position

 Favorable to drive me towards new pastures

Every morning, I wake up with enthusiasm

Rather than annoyance, unlike in bygone days

I am dreaming more and more

About an imminent thrilling journey

As I have moved away from nightmares

That kept me awake many a night

Afflicting fear that stumbled my every move

Now, all I see is a lush green field

So familiar and so luring

Encouraging me to take a plunge

Into the ocean of hope to challenge the luck

 By battling hard with a sturdy heart

It is a debatable whether luck exists or not.But for us,luck is something mysterious to lay upon when things go wrong or get right by a whisker.A magical word to blame or get relief.

Questions to god

Sometimes I ask god

Why you are so cruel to those who are good at heart?

Why do you make them suffer?

Without even seeing the golden days

Many of those have to leave this earth

With hearts bearing unfulfilled desires

Their prayers for getting some more time to live

To see the dependents towards shore of safety

Why do you close eyes on those pleas?

When someone decease abruptly

Many a time horror surrounds their loved ones

With no means to go forward

Insecurity calling the shots

With responsibilities to take over the reins

Falling on helpless successors

To manage the debts and legacy

Some never recovers from the disastrous fall

And for rest of the lives, they fight for survival

With only nightmares of good old past in company

Sighs of, what if’s gives some consolation

Lucky ones make it to the nest of relief

When you can let off all the evil forces

Who ravish their brand of mischiefs?

Hurting others deliberately

Snatching their possessions for paltry greed

Making mockery of others sufferings

With disgraceful laughter

Torturing others with power of riches

Killing innocents for silly achievements

Leaving countless relatives in tears

With no power to retaliate

How you can justify the gross injustice,

 towards the deprived ones?

Why do sinners get immunity from sufferings?

Why do you get their every wish fulfilled?

When helpless souls struggle to exist

Begging you for divine intervention

And waits with endless hope for your miracles