Wednesday, January 23, 2008

wintry blacks



standing and waiting for the valentine to arrive,
a perfect black wintry look,
post christmas and pre valentines blacks.

they are waiting on the window
for the first week of feb,
new red clothes will be put on them.

again they will be bright and gaudy.

till then they will wear wintry blacks.

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

small fish, in a small pond.

i was bored of being a small fish in a small pond.


it stinks,

when a little pond gets overcrowded.

in anycase fishes do stink.

i decided to jump out of the pond.

took a deep gulp filled my lungs.

and jumped as high could be.

finally i'm lying outside the pond.

soon i will be out of breath, till then its fun.

it's fun to see the little pond from a distance,

it's fun to see the fishes fight among each other.

soon more fishes will come and stink will get stronger.

some of the little fishes will start suffocating and die.

but the little brave ones will jump out of the pond

and swim in the sea or land up somewhere besides me.

so that a wave will hit us and pull us all into the sea.



the water will be salty.

but no stink, no suffocation.

we all will be fighting the sharks for survival.

but it will be fun to be in the open sea.

Monday, January 21, 2008

i am scared

i'm scared,

i'm scared of the threat calls.
threat calls made by some big honchos of the industry.
i can't put names since i'm shit scared.
as he has promised to ruin my career.

if i am not scared he will send a letter(s) all around making sure i get black-listed.

i can't take names as i'm shit scared.

specially after the threat calls i started receiving from unknown numbers.
i got more scared.

i am scared to know the big guys.

i am scared to have known them ever.

i am scared that i was ever friends with them.

i am scared of people who were friends.



only thing that makes me happy.
now i know who my foes are.

atleast something to live for.

something to nurture.

something i am not scared of.

Friday, January 11, 2008

love


something i stumbled upon, don't know the name of the author. anyways thanks to the person. and sorry about stealing.

freedom

freedom comes at a price,
but it's priceless.

Thursday, January 10, 2008

Thursday, January 3, 2008

years pass by

years have passed since i saw the pain in his eyes,
the wordless pain.

he would never ask for a thing,
neither would he be upset on my failure.

never did he try and achieve his dreams by
crushing one of mine.

he was just happy to see me happy=,
except those rare moments when one would be able to read his eyes.

and one day he just faded into silence.
and with him died his pain.

life moved on,
much later i realised not a single drop of tear did i shed for him.

but also i realised i owe it to him.