Time to be men

Writing a memoir for my memories,
Trying to theorize the theories.
Which led me to believe(that 'may be'
 or casually i will say 'must be'),
I am living in a dream that needs to be broken
as surroundings of mine has left me shaken
at the very thought whether i am able enough
to fight to the situation that appears to be tough

Questions and confusions are my dearest soul mates
but i am not very cheerful about this polygamy
these disturbing housewives has detrimental effects
on my mind,cranked heart as a whole my anatomy

when analogical disguise becomes need for the hour
unethical ways remains only logical choice
I always choose to stand up and say to myself
Its time to be men from pitiful boys

WHO KNOWS WHY ?

Irresistible desire to break the silence,

Incompatible attitude towards life,

Can spark the cowardice within you

Of a new strength, an unknown type.

In melancholy long lost

A jolt of ice, a toast of freedom

Brings who knows what vehicle?

to drive me towards panic kingdom

Corrigible may be incorrigible also

The untold story, unseen but though

Heard in a song or a tune that is so vague

that voyages forever and takes me to a lake

to sink, to drink, to wonder , to thought

to collect whatever life has brought...

Something Or Nothing??

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Some paintings lost their voices,
Some still echos in my mind,
Some has retired from giving appearances
Some surrendered becoming a troubled kind.

Some obligations forced me to rethink
Some taught me to rebuilt the wall
Some supported me when clouds were dark
Some threatened me to crawl.

Some thoughts kept me wandering
Some sailed away pretty smooth
Some negotiated in its own term
Some vandalized my early youth

                                                                           
                                                                        
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                                                      When nothing seems quite interesting
                                                       I think of them as my child
                                                      Paintings,obligations,thoughts
                                                      Which are technically quite wild!!

                                                      "No" is a strange word;
                                                      that has remained a silent friend
                                                      for me in my whole lifetime
                                                      Which never followed any trend

                                                      The war within me, fuses me out
                                                      and asks a few questions
                                                      Is something better than nothing?
                                                      This tops the list that remains..