Uneasy I am
in this world so bizarre
where i am denied the both
one for the sheer fear of the wierd
and
other for the fear of the normal
the restlessness to send them off
and to communicate with the unseen
the frustration to run off
the fantasies of the unwarranted
the dirt within oozing out
the water cleansing in and out
the frantic searches in them
the boundaries set by others
for me to live a life very my own
Oh God! This is my life
the wings which I grow to fly
the dreams which take me to the heights
the realities which shook me from those heights
the sweetness of the well knit plans
the sourness of the setbacks
the ones whom I love
and the ones who love me
what sets the frontiers between them?
the contours of aesthetics or the crystals of the sweet words
the mix of the dark and ugly or the bitter syrup of truth
a setback after another
may be that I am tired
But am I defeated?
confused between the pairs
of reality and a dream world,
where I am happy
but all else are unhappy
and the platform from where I wish to jump
to touch the skies
to invade the heights
to whirle, twist and recoil
but to kiss the ground
the sad reality!!!!!
Ya ilahi....
I stand on these scorching sands
eyes unable to be opened
to see the fierce sun, the truth
a mind which feels duped
for having mistaken it
for yesternight's cool moonlight,
the sweet mirage which I believed in
to be left orphaned in this world of reality
The truths which come out
when you become the inobedient
when you become the unreliable
when you cease to be a taskdoer
