Old - The Rusted Gold

With each passing year
Relationship matures in ways
We can't even imagine anywhere near

Priorities change as the circle increases
Old ones are there for the records
Only as stories to be shared with the new crowd

Yes, Old is Gold
And it is meant to stay with the real gold
And that is, The Cupboard

People may give different reasons
And even make them sound justifiable to the world

But the reality is, the old doesn't have any space in the sphere
As the new world order is already set
With fresh faces, now, in the front gear

A lot of things change,
Literally, sometimes, from pin to plane

Whereas the old still thrives on those memories
From their golden years

Hard it is to not be emotional when we are face to face
But for that one meet to happen,
Too much efforts are required from all the ends

May be it's time to leave the emotions part aside
Atleast it won't pinch the next time
When things don't happen like we decide

-SR.

PS: May The Force Be With You !!!

Melody of Life

It seems I am losing focus these days
May be that's why the question
What am I doing? Pops up daily

The craving of what we don't have
Kills the fun in what we do have

In the moments of being self centered
We ignore the fact that lot of wheels are in motion
To give us, The Moment, what we call today

We just need to keep searching new ways
To find that much needed change
Rather than dwelling on the same path

Everything happens at its own time
Not because our efforts were less this time around
Only because we aren't ready for the change now

The chords are same universally across
But only when you hit the right ones
It is called music

So live each day in search of the right chord
And while you live through each bad day
An inch closer you reach to the melody of life

-SR.

PS: May The Force Be With You !!!

A Confused Soul

Life is becoming a tasteless dish
Neither there is salt nor any spicy twist

Each day seems to be a burden
Nothing to look forward,
Nor anything to leave behind

Many a times I wonder what's going on
Ofcourse, there isn't any answer
But sometimes I don't even understand the question
That's circling around

Because of what/how I speak
I come out to be a pessimist to the crowd

A practical pessimist, I choose to call
Who takes stock of things around
And only then comes out with a statement about all

Not that the times are bad
For I have seen must worst then what it is now

But something is amiss for sure
And, unfortunately, I am not able to figure it out

-SR.

Our Day.

To define a friend is not easy
For each one has their own set
And every pack is crazy

Many things we either inherit or is forced upon
Only Friendship is a bond, We choose
To carry it On

Speak good things about each other
Is never on their menu
If you don’t have different names
You don’t have real friends

They don’t expect, nor do they ever oblige
But when you hit the panic button
They are the first ones to arrive

Life is complicated, filled with questions
You may not find answers from them
But surely your pack will make you laugh at the questions

This to all those, who made a difference and mattered.

Happy Friendship Day !!! 

 

-SR.

Deja vù

Darkness has engulfed the sky
That smile is the only light around

But with time even that shall begin to fade
Leaving things again just like they were then

Once I felt pity for someone else's farewell
Didn't knew writing was on the wall for me

Each of us leave on the road to their destiny
And even when we are aware of it since the start
Why doesn't it sink in, in the end

If the end is necessary for something to begin
Then why should it hurt when we move ahead

Memories are gold but only when they are old
For they pierce through the heart when not cold

-SR.

Another Life, No Thanks

Why is our craving so very high
No matter whatever we do
We are never satisfied

Why is peace of mind so hard to find
With every solution we find
A new question drops by

Why does a change feel non adjustable sometimes
No matter how much we try,
Something/one hits the wrong chord, everytime

Every smile seems to be fake
Each word I hear is filled with lies

When you ask for something, using all the power you have
Farther it goes from your reach

Why can't we speak without hurting someone's life
Why is, being silent, sometimes difficult to try

Why does the bag of happiness
Always has a hole hidden on some side

Even before we smile fully
Those things are swept by the tide

Does this cycle ever even end?
Hope not the answer is, This Is LIFE

If this is what we are here for
Then it's a relief, that we have only one life

-SR.

Mind Control

Nobody is perfect in this world
Neither me nor you

We all learn and we evolve
In a better version of ourselves

Happens many a times
We do something and then regret

That is what the learning process is about
You will fall before you rise to the top

Our reaction are based on our ego
Not pragmatic version of the situation

To take control of our own mind
Is what each of us yearn to achieve
But it isn't easy as it seems to be

-SR.

What am I doing

As the day retires and moon lights the sky
A question pops in my head,
What am I doing?

When the morning sunlight begins the proceedings
Instead of hope a question stares on my face,
What am I doing?

At the place, from where I get my daily bread
Even in the crowd, a question pops in my head
What am I doing?

People are there around, but I have nothing to offer to the plot
And amidst the talks and laughter, a silent beep is heard
What am I doing?

Sometimes when alone in the crowd
While sometimes together in the loneliness
The thought strikes in my head
What am I doing?

In the reunions and celebrations, which I take part and cheer along
A tune suddenly hits those chords whose beats says,
What am I doing?

-SR.

A Long Time

It's been a long time
Since you were inside me

A long time since your touch
Sent a current through me

A long time
Since your heartbeats gave me peace

And a long time
Since you spoke my desires and feats

I miss that voice
I miss that feeling
That excitement, when you hugged me

You make me forget the world
For we glide together in our own space

You bring me through on a bad day
And provide me comfort in the starry night

But this distance has created a void
None can fulfil

I wish we meet soon
To relive these moments

And recreate our love
In the same intensity or even more
Than we have ever imagined it to be

-SR.

PS: My Earphones.

Reflection

A lot is visible to the inner eyes
Than what the naked eye can see

Reflection gives a sigh of relief
The scenes, whose wait had decades streak

What seems to be darkness to you
I can feel the light inside me

Once upon a time I avoided these frames
Today I can watch them, till the world's end

And with every view, a question strikes
Whether it is reality or still a dream



-SR.