round and round, spinning around

round and round, spinning around

crawling away from burning wreckage

Torn world lies upside down

round and round, spinning around

smelling the ashes, touching the mourn

sinking me..struggles in bleeding ground

round and round, spinning around

stepping on skulls, leeches sucking my blood

moving ahead only beasts i found

round and round, spinning around

stuck by pain, going insane

helpless I am, even cant make a sound

round and round, spinning around

demons rip my body, evil smudges my soul

havocked and dried, I tumble down

Break the shackles !!

Listen the rhythm,

which life is playing

Exploit the opportunities

for which others are craving

follow the path

which your heart is driving

Do what you feel is right

not what others are saying

Stand firmly

when others are straddling

Break the shackles

which makes you swirling

Open up yourself

to make sense of your mumblings

Oh you....feel free to fly

you are far above than a fledgling

Dusky Night

You are flaming up by so much light,
That I am lost, don’t know what is might

I hold you in my arms so tight,
Flaring emotions on a verge of fight

Emotions that don’t care what is right,
But wants to be with, the one in sight

Together we have climbed to such a height,
There is no place for fear, whether much or slight

Come out you, there is nothing to fright,
Lighting everything, making night so bright

Sleeping alone in bed so quite,
Calling someone in dusky night.

Remorse and Struggle

A part of ‘I’ desires, the other antagonizes..the self becomes so ambiguous. And I am struggling not only to find what the rest wants…but how to get what other split wants.

Is it some kind of fear which is stopping me or just unwillingness? If it is my indifferent attitude then I am stuck and can’t go anywhere. Whatever it may be..but I am blunted, rusted and is straddling.

Sometimes, I am so impetuous that I want to reach the stars and sometimes so inert that I can’t even see the path. I long to conquer the whole world but few thoughts snatches everything from me.

I know that a little push can be conducive to take me far. It can pacify the paradoxical state of my mind. But often, I am so egoistic that I won’t even listen to others.

Left alone, I forge for existence. I argue, I shout, I lie, I fake...do everything to prove that I am right. And one day when it surpasses all… conscience refills me with the desire to prove my substance. And I start the chase again.

Yes..I am struggling and this is a war with the self.