Lost in the Darkness

You brought me down
to such a depth.
Darkness surrounds me
Months and days spend in it
have handicapped my belief.

But its just the darkness that
surrounds me,I have hands
but they are rendered motionless
by the false belief of darkness

No Light could ever come inside
except Me
I am my Light

I will discover me,
my hands in the darkness
and end this mystery of
that have undermined
my hand and its power .

I am no leader

I don't want to lead
neither do I want to follow any

But in taking my own
path I feel alone and sidelined,
but there are only few in the
crowd who dare to cross
the limits of the crowd, alone.

We Still like to hide
in the noise of the crowd
and want someone to lead,
want unison.

But this wait never
ends,and our
voices remain unheard.

Even if I don't lead
I should let my voice
reach out firm,loud and clear.
Even if I have to leave the
anonymity that the crowd
provides.

The Right Path

There will be difficulties
and adversity in the
right path but don't fall
back,continue your journey
towards a destiny which
only few have even dreamt .

Directly take all difficulties
on yourself, never blame yourself.
If you want something and
believe it has even a little
possibility,it can be done.

Face the adversities and difficulties
head on.Never shy away from
sufferings and pain.

Pain and sufferings are
part of the journey to success.
Always believe in yourself,
that you can and will
certainly achieve
what you want.

(written just for motivation of poet)

Being Dirty Among the Pure White Flowers

I am as dirty as hell
among the flowers which
are very pure as they
seem to be
But these flowers are
hiding beneath them
more dirt than their brightness

No one questions their
purity as they shine
like Sun,their brightness
hides the stockpile of the
dirt on which this
brightness is created as
a certificate of purity
But I stand dirty among these
pure group of flowers.

Every pure flower uses
dirt to grow its purity
But at the end the
dirt is condemned to
be dirty and flower
praised for vibrance

Everyone knows the crude truth
But the flower having some dust
is always discarded,and
the dust everywhere
which is being covered by
the pure flowers is ignored

The dirty flowers is plucked
and thrown away as a punishment
for being among the
pure white flowers.

Pain of Negligence

I ways want to outshine the
shiniest but i never come
anywhere near to the shiniest.
I want to cut the diamond with my sharpness
but even if I somehow break
the diamond rarely,there will be
no one around to see and appreciate.
afterwards it it will be assumed
that there were two diamond pieces
from the beginning and that i
did nothing ,I have no
sharpness .

I still dare to dream

I still dare to dream
I always love those things
which are beyond
my reach,
I know that I ain't
going to get it ever
and someday this beautiful
dream will be shattered
Still I love due
some kind of force
which wants me to be
on the losers side every time
In spite of knowing all these
I still dare to dream,to
give my self some kind
of destined punishment.

Divided Innocence

We live in a country that is culturally intact and there is some kind of inexplicable bond that ties the whole country together. Our aspirations are similar ,to be exact ,it is exactly the same,and same are our problems .This seems to be a great portray of our national unity,but it also hides our greedy interests,insecurities,jealously and our indifference towards our own.
We fight for region,language,caste,religion and job insecurities.Some may disagree to this point that it is not us but he politicians who fuel their pity issues and gain political mileage but there is no clear line of distinction between the politicians and us(general public who loved to be called general).When we were child we were least bothered about our friend's caste,religion,race or the region which she/he may belong to,we were only concerned with her/his nature.But as we grown,the so called 'matured beings' taught us that we should keep a safe distance from the above mentioned 'others'.We were made to understand that their progress will harm us,they hate us and moreover they are our enemies.This is the point of time ..which can be called as "DIVIDING of INNOCENCE".

Some days back I made a very important observation-- children of Pune of are no different from Patna,this may sound very strange but I feel this very strongly .Their language may be different but they talk in exactly similar manner,their expressions same,they may have been brought up under different surroundings and social setups,but their activities,style of playing,abusing (to be true) and all other domains of life are inseparable from the children of Patna.This similarity is so strong that it made me remember my childhood..

I am damn sure that this similarity runs throughout the whole country..
But then ......