Delusional

No where to run,

No where to hide.

Stuck in a dilemma ,

Which is determined to paralyze,

Every single cell in your body

And is keen to jeopardize

Your hope to freedom

where contentment,thou shall find...

Behemoth

When the last tear, drops

when at last, the silence breaks

when the final tremor, stops

the beast from its slumber, awakes

that last refuge you use

can contain me no more

its time the world saw you

for who you truly are

the embers glow in the distance

you have come a long way

blazing a path of vengeance

while I kept the hurt at bay

you know who you were

I know what you have become

you gave into your fear

and granted me freedom

By the powers you crave

you shall sate my hunger

bow down my Slave

for now... I am your Master!

Not well developed.. but giving it a shot :)

The emptiness I feel,

I wish to get rid of..

In the presence of God, I kneel,

Praying for calm and relief.

Troubled thoughts... loneliness.

I need a friend, a hand

To comfort, shake off the scary thoughts.

I am in dire need.

I strain my eyes, look for

A light.. from heaven, I wish!

I sit in silence, tears streaming,

The solitude of the altar, I relish.

Gooseflesh, memories of glory days.

I wish to relive... impossible.

In dark times, hopeful rays...

Until my mind says, "Not plausible".

I let the silence wash over..

I don't feel so lonely anymore.

But, the emptiness I feel

May be so for evermore.

Indolent Protest

I sit and wonder why my mother says,

‘Be truthful, kind and good always’

When it seems that everybody tries

To convince me that easier is vice.

I sit and wonder why teachers taught

That morals were worthy; weakness to be fought

When it seems that the real world prefers

To treat them as tales for children’s ears.

I sit and wonder why those stories heard,

Spoke of truth triumphing all,

When it seems that the rest of the herd,

Have given up and let evil befall.

I sit and wonder why I sit and wonder,

What help will only thoughts render?

When it seems that the few who do think so

Do naught but quietly sit and mourn.  

A TINY RAY OF HOPE

Sometimes hope is all you can do
to make everything turn out right
to reach the end of the tunnel
which is blazing with light

When you feel everything is lost
hope guides you along the way
you are not doomed yet because
after each night comes a new day

A tiny ray of hope is enough
to rekindle within us
courage and strength
that leads us to success

Hope is what keeps us going
through times that are hard and bad
gives us that extra boost
and brings a smile upon the sad

Some people are living today

because of the hope that at long last
there’s gonna be a better tomorrow
which will wipe away the sorrows of the past

Hope is like a candle lit in the dark
a beacon shining bright
a smile on a tearful face
a falling star on a dark night

When you really want something
to happen at any cost
keep the hope alive
and nothing will be lost

Hope instills in us a belief
that we can be real achievers
don’t ever lose hope because
it can perform wonders !!!

the last smile...

I've been waiting for a long time
to see your face again
to hear your voice calling out my name
to hold your hand as you fall asleep
to smell the sweetness in your hair
to walk on the beach with you by my side

so why aren't you back yet?
with all these reasons
it shouldn't be so hard
to find your way back home

i remember every moment
that i spent by your side
i lost myself when i lost you
its no wonder that i cried
but now i know that you wont return
the walls have closed, its time to move on
my past shall be forgotten
as the journey goes on

taking me through depths of despair
my shallow heart yearns for more
as i face the bitter bitter truth
that there's no getting over you
I see your face, I see your eyes
they watch me as the days go by
breathing through this rending pain
I wait for your smile to wither away...

-Shreyas Arur

College

Out of school, and on to work,
In between which cannot be shirked
College- that professional mentor,
Spewing experts- left,right and centre.

A crowd of many castes and races,
United defying the administration,
Then strangers, now all well-known faces,
Spectators,imparting life’s lessons.

A time of growing up – abating,
Once bliss, once dull, once seems heralding
That day, at last ,when we’ll gain control,
And be sober, adult and rational.

For now together, by laughs bonded,
Due to scatter, as life’s decided,
But preserved forever, in the heart’s gallery,
To be cherished always, as a sweet memory.

The Beginning

Boredom. Sunk in a stupor, thoughts wandered. Time ticked by, measured by the number of glances at the face of the clock.

Then, a spark fell; and became a blaze. Birds of a feather flocked together, unwilling to stay captives of lethargy any further.

We became the PESSE Literati.