SohajSinghBrar

I hate them all-                I did everything for the people around!                                     Who with their hatred and deceits knocked me down! Now I sit here-                 In front of Mirror of lies, cursing the world I lie down here alone                                     Wait!...Not alone! There lies a shadow as dead as a stone. Who are you?-                  As he was felling into dark deceitful evil's hands his nose started to grow                                      He extended his wooden hand for help then I knew this guy is no one else but a     Pinocchio. What did you do I asked? he told-              

The colorful world of mine is still a banal episode Living who is not me, now I can’t afford This opulent seeming life is too mysterious to be true Bolting away from reality, I shut my eyes in order to see – ‘you’ It’s a misty and dreamy moonlight, it’s the other world The sweet zephyr and a quiet night; it’s my scaffold. In that twinkling night, there exists the soothing soul Forgetting the reality, I know this is where I want to crawl The soul of yours is precious, let’s congeal yours to mine! The chariot of my dreams is you and all me is thine! I approached to conceal the soul

If writing a poem might solve everything I need then no artist but poet is what I am indeed This is neither to impress nor to show off nor to get ride of chemical dissertation prof About the desire, for the ease, its someone's insistence The win of Modi's speech over PM's, on independence To forget what I imagined the future could be even when 'all I will give' I promised I agreed Its about the decisions that I have to make To help, to create, to anticipate in the still opaque to bring those shattered pieces and rebuild in one clay for this 'defected piece', tomorrow could be doom's day When it was the same what I asked and what you wan