Milkshakes

Daydream, delusion, limousine, eyelash / Oh baby with your pretty face / Drop a tear in my wineglass / Look at those big eyes / See what you mean to me / Sweet-cakes and milkshakes / I'm a delusion angel / I'm a fantasy parade / I want you to know what I think / Don't want you to guess anymore / You have no idea where I came from / We have no idea where we're going / Lodged in life / Like branches in a river/ Flowing downstream / Caught in the current / I'll carry you / You'll carry me / That's how it could be / Don't you know me? / Don't you know me by now?

-A poem from "Before Sunrise"

PD'S BOOKSHOP

I was eating my bread,
With a poised and tranquil head.

Suddenly I heard a door-ring.
Someone is at the door by the name, ”Bing”.

He told me that my bookstore caught fire,
It felt as I am burning on my pyre.

I was sad and dumbfounded,
Everything I have, is now grounded.

I can not imagine my life without books.
I still remembered those weird looks.

The look, people gave me when I left my job,
With nothing, but a vision to start “PD’S BOOKSHOP”.

Everyone at that time was against me,
But I have confidence and believe in thee.

Initially, I had some problems regarding place,
But then it started, and started in full phase.

I was very happy and excited in my heart.
Finally, I followed my voice and my heart.

But today, everything fell apart,
My world has shattered into bits and parts.

Alas! I only want one wish from god,
That, “Give me power and will to stand against all odds”.

- PD

Is it just me or is everything shit?

There was time when I was really happy, but today, it seems to me that I am just feigning my nonchalance. Now I search for excuses to get ecstatic. Why I do it? … When I saw people sleeping on pathways then I feel satisfied that at least I have a home and a mattress to sleep…I never think like this before…Is it happening only with me or is it now a general phenomenon? …I don’t know and I don’t want to know either because If I realize something which I don’t want to confront then it will only increases my conflicts. But then I remembers Benjamin Franklin quote - “knowing is better than wondering, waking is better than sleeping, and even the biggest failure, even the worst, beat the hell out of never trying”…So I guess it would be better if I know rather than always wander to find the truth…

What I write and What I don't....

There is not much difference between what I write and what I don’t…both have not much essence…both have nothing much to comment about…both are born because I have lot of time to think…both should not be disclosed to public…both have not much life....so while reading my posts whenever you feel that I should have written something else…then always remember the first line of this post….

Why poems?

Why I always write poems even when I was sure that the poem is not that much appreciated by many persons…because as far as prose is concerned you have to have a good topic, a good flow and a good style of writing…also when you write a prose then you will be satisfied only after getting some good comments…whereas for me poem means just a thought in a rhythmic style…and you become happy by just writing the poem and you don’t have to wait for the comments...but when you do get comments and something like “ poem mein jyada samajh nahi pata” …then it feel like heaven… so do peak through my blog time and again for some good/bad rhythmic thoughts….and remember comments only inspire me to write more...and I know that you want to read some good poems..so keep commenting...

A game called life....

I was sitting alone

in a beach unknown

with some feelings known

which can not be shown.

Thinking about the life

what a mysterious drive

with lots of choice

a journey to rejoice.

It gives you some pain

some loss & some gain

at times it is dull & mundane

other times it is adventure insane.

You just have to play the game

with no identity but just the name

don't think of money, power or fame

just enjoy the life with pride and no shame.

-PD

Girl with pearl ear-rings

The stars has lost its charm
The moon is also not calm

What happened?…I don’t know
Everywhere there is fog and snow

Oh! There comes a beautiful girl
in pink top & ear-rings with pearl

On seeing her brilliance I feel the change
The moon , the stars & I act so strange

I can’t tell you how they feel
But I have weird emotions to seal

She said, “ Hi”…my heart says “ Oh! Boy”
“This is your chance to enjoy”

She told me that she forgot her way
what she don’t know is she made my day

After listening me for a while
She said in a different style

“Thank- you”…”now I should go”
In my heart a voice says “God! No”

Oh! What a girl with pearl ear-ring!
Her memories always makes me smile & sing.

-PD

Get a life...

There are moments in life when you believe in something and u believe to such an extent that even if your believes betray you, you don’t stop believing and unconsciously think that it may happen…anyway this is not what I wanted to write …Today I wanted to raise an issue of life…”why everybody desire things what others have”… is it because of greed or is it because they think that in this way they can blame someone whom they don’t know, I mean god…Why ‘I’ crave for things what others have?.. Because I think that by this I will always be sad and that’s what I want to be…. unhappy ….and in fact I may also afraid of being contented or being happy and not only me, many of you also wants to be sad and this is not bad… just we have different taste, that’s all…I don’t hate this …what I hate is, when people pretend to be, what they are not…when people want to be sad but still don’t want to show it to world…when people think, what others may think if he accept the fact, that he wants to cry…I will tell you what world may feel…world will feel nothing for you and this is the truth….nobody cares for u so much …although somebody always show u that they care but the truth is they just happen to do what they are expected to do…they do it unknowingly so how their feeling matters…nobody cares for u unless that care give them something in return even if that return is as simple as “ thank-you”….so start hating yourself because god is unfair…start comparing yourself with others…and please don’t think logically otherwise you may find something which justifies this unfairness….start being sad….lets see who the hell going to stop you from crying or from being sad…it’s a different taste acquire it and feel proud of it…get a life pal…get a life…

The above thought is a fictional one...the thinking is done by professionals so don't try it at home....please ignore it not because it is a fiction but because someone committed suicide on thinking along the same line...

Life is not a game....

when you feel that you the most unlucky creature in this world...when your thinking belongs to one central theme " life's purpose"..when you feel that I shud have done that... When you feel that world is not fair ... when you feel that what you want is just an expression of your current frustration..when you feel that world is full of useless creatures and you are one of them...when you want to change your destiny..when you start sharing these dreams with your friends and when they ridiculed you, you get annoyed...when you think that there is something which is waiting for you...there is a goal which wants to be discovered by you...when you really feel the pain of continuing your current job, work, activity or whatever...when you feel that everything indicates something but you don't know that thing...when you feel that world is conspiring to help you to find ur calling...when you feel that you can be the one who can take that extra step to find out the unknown...when you feel that you are ready to take the world in any shape or size...when you feel that you can write something interesting like this...then think again....