Tuesday, July 5, 2011

College


Early morning the alarm rings. we all curse the scientist who invented the alarm system. We gotta rush for the 9 o'clock class. Damn attendance. Everyday we rush to the gate of the college cursing all the way because we have to go to college and attend classes. I used to feel this, but now i dont anymore. I can confidently say this because of the following reasons :

Why we go to college :-

1. We go to college because every morning when we enter the gate, we ca give those guards a smug smile and say to ourselves " I'm dressed for college. Try throwing me out now! HA HA!".

2. We go to the kiosk, fresheteria, gourmet hall and grab a quick breakfast. Food becomes utterly yummy when you dont have time to chew on it properly!

3. We feel the satisfaction of getting attendance when we come late to class, after begging the teacher for it. In the end 85% matters!

4. We go to college because the 5min break we get between hour, where we grab another quickie ( food i mean you dirty minded fools! xD ), decides whether we return to class or bunk the next hour and go sit in the pebbles! And trust me the ecstatic elation after bunking Father's class feel awesomely good.

5. We go to college and experience the blunder of mistakenly entering the wrong  restrooms! :P Most of us have :|

6. We go to college because the 10 min nap we take in class are always the best sleep we'll ever get!

7. We go to college because there is nothing cooler than texting in class under the benches and away from the prying eyes of the teacher.

8. We go to college because we like the thrill of doing our assignments at the last moment!

9. We go to college because we have met and made the bestest friends in college.

10. We go to college the entire weekdays to feel completely justified waking up late on a Sunday morning and lazing the entire day.

11. We go to college for those moments when our teacher actually like us and praises us for the one sum we manage to solve after days of practice.

12.We go to college so that we can take pictures and make tiny folders in your system titled class, randomness, college etc. And years down the road we'll look up at those pics and smile reminiscing the old times .

13. We go to college because ( for some of us) we found our sweethearts among the hundreds of people in the campus.

14. We go to college so that we can go out after class and grab some beer and chill with the guys.

15. We go to college because ( i absolutely love this one ) you get to sit with your closest friends in class and do crazy stuff at the back of our teacher! We can never get back those 3 years of tomfoolery in class with the same people!
 

I can go on and on and on ( or maybe i have run out of points :P ) but what is important is that our days in college is ending soon. And even if we hate the entire system to the core, we should all make it a point to come to college now in order to meet the ones whom you love, treasure the most. Because you never know when you'll see them again..
As written before the year ended. Now that its over, it was like a bittersweet memory. :')

The lament


The white splattered with red,
Unkempt hair across her face,
Deep brown eyes in denial,
Luscious lips mouthed her last, "Why?!"

Happiest day of her life, it was supposed to be.
Wedded to her sweetheart, she would have been.

 His icy cold fingers; manic eyes.
The warmth of the angel stirs,
A renewed lust in him.
A sinister smile; the dagger deep into her.
Twice, thrice plunging into her.....

Out of his trance he breaks; a moment too late.
Holds her; his wife she would have been.

The Ultimatum


There need not be any reason to hate;
I already do.
There need not be any reason to kill;
I simply will.

Your silent prayers to be spared;
Your hasty trust in Him
This cynic smile escapes my lips;
As i hear you plead.
You know you have sinned,
You are being skinned;
As you beseech for mercy
weeping your salty tears out.

Placing your final trust in  His Holyness,
Oh how I wish I could tell I would not wound you
But then, I would be lying.
For I'll be scourging your Soul out
And placing it on the Altar
For SATAN  to devour.

Monday, July 4, 2011

Your Ghost In Me.

After ages of having a writers block, this is what i could come up with. Forgive my errors (if any). :)


{Our hands entangled, a promise to never let go.
A deep gaze into my soul, pledging he'd be my beau,
Lips locked, a seal to our vow.}

Your memories are the reveries I dream of.
The early morn tears do not exude the agony swelled.
Your ephemeral presence haunts my days;
The nights ever so lone.

Your feverish whispers ringing in my ears;
Echoes of your love reverberating.
Your feeble arms around my waist,
Like a scar tattooed eternally.

I pace alone, in the emptiness of my soul.
Hold me, I beg, and you pretend you do not hear.
Save me, I scream, and yet you just let me fall.
I curse the Gods who stole you love.

All He left is the ghost of you in me...

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Robotica

Looking out the window
The leaves splattered with the dewy water,
The green in them is intensified.

Looking out the window
The wind brings the chimes in playful gather,
The souls danced in musical delight.

The clothesline hang empty in the courtyard
As clothes, like unfulfilled dreams, fly away.
The dusty steps creak of aged stampede
Of feet heavy with aspiration.
Empty frames lie desolated
The dark blemish of regret slurs.
Diaries entered with the ink of vision
Lies opened, pages torn.

Looking out the window
The clouds form the shapes once imagined,
Yet the wind keeps blowing them away.

Looking out the window
Tears fall as i reminisce what it was then,
And how it is Now....

Joy

"Eeeeeeeeeh!!!!", she screams
Clapping her hands about
Blood rushes to her face
She had the widest smile after days
 
Like a toddler given a toy
Like a child full of joy
Like a bird flying high
Up and up in the sky
 
She's exuberant, why she knows not
Everyone around her found it odd
She feels everything will be alright
She knows time will set it right
 
For now she lives
In this moment life hardly gives
I pray i pray to thee
Please please like this, let her be..

Hollow Womb

Amidst chaos began sensual drama
Praisal of blood still flowing
The virgin's weep still craze the masochist
Her blood spills on trays of gold,
Screams torment the hallway
Pain..
Through the holes in her hands
Crowns of thorn creep up her spine
Collapsing dreams that chase the morning,
Show her colour of blood
A silent prayer thrown away
Wisdom left,with nothing more to say
With her wine in silence,she trembled
Breaking and shakin into the cold
Grabbed she,a mellow grip
None new.
It was just his!