AFSOS

AFSOS is baat ka nahin hai ki hum unhein paa na sake,
AFSOS is baat ka hai ki unhone humein kho diya..!!!

Logon ne salaah di thi ki unse dil na lagayein,
Par kya karein, tab tak dil unka ho chuka tha!!

Panaah

Tune apne dar pe jo panaah na di,
Na raha aur koi thikaana hamaara..!!

Bharosa

Jo tha mera saaya, woh hi chodd gaya,
Ab kisi pe bharosa karein bhi toh kaise . . !!

Taqdeer

Hazaaron rangon se bhari taqdeer ko hamara khush rehna ganwaara na tha,

EK rang likha tha naseeb mein, usse bhi uda le gayi !!

WHO CARES...!!

I am not what I was some time ago,

But who cares, until I am portraying to be normal!

My smile does not reach my eyes,

But who cares, until I have an emotionless curve on my face!

I don't like to fool around making people laugh,

But who cares, until I am fooling them and my own self!

People often ask me, "How are you?",

But who cares to give a thought to really know how I am!!

People often ask me, "Are you happy?",

But who really cares to know that I havent been sadder than what I am now!

I don't like meeting people,

But who cares, until I am doing a social formality!

I don't like living,

But who cares, until I am breathing!

I don't like pretending to be what I am not,

But who cares, until I manage to fake a perfect exterior!!

Who really cares!!

ALONE I WALK, SEARCHING . . .

Alone I walk, searching for the hand which was entwined in mine not long ago,

It is now replaced by my cold fingers, devoid of any warmth.

Alone I walk, searching for the twinkle in my eye,

It is now replaced by endless drops of tears.

Alone I walk, searching for the brightest smile on my face,

It is now replaced by a groan of pain.

Alone I walk, searching for the voice that made my heart skip a beat,

It is now replaced by a screeching silence.

Alone I walk, searching for the one who was my companion,

All I see is a deserted land till horizon.

Alone I walk, searching . . .

SOME PEOPLE..!!

When I am lonely or sad, I talk to some people,

Some people who hang up calls claiming to be super-busy,

Some people who don't bother to call back,

Some people who have their own lives to handle rather than hear my problems,

Some people who forget to respond to messages,

Some people who just don't bother to see my name in their inbox and reply back,

Some people who don't care whether I have a problem,

Some people who dont bother whether I am dead or still breathing,

Some people who expect me to be there for them whenever they need me,

Some people who have me around in their problems, NO MATTER WHAT,

These 'some people' are my so called FRIENDS..!!!

WALLS

Walls around myself I've built,

Walls to keep people away,

Walls to keep myself secured,

Walls to ensure that I do not end up in a broken heart again,

Walls to save me from being hurt,

Walls to help me to avoid trusting people,

Wals to keep people from seeing my fears,

Walls to keep myself isolated.

Then why do I complain of being lonely and solitary,

Why do I miss giving life another chance. .

As ironic as it may seem- WALLS around myself I've built. . .!!