The only way out.

I take to the paper

When the world goes insane

A beautiful sparkling snow covered haven

Look closer; there is brutality and blood there.

The lovely family that’s just perfect,

See the pretense the disdain the lifeless touch.

Right next to the hospitals,

See the kids starve beg die…

I sit in class, hoping to learn,

The voice is like a drone, takes a backseat in my head,

I just can’t connect.

I tune out, nowhere to go

It’s like a rainbow, devoid of colors.

The conversations are bland,

Food is un-alluring.

Life till yet was fine,

now it’s just ‘nothing’.

I dress up when expected to,

I gear up to impress,

For what? Oh please don’t ask,

The confusion has to be kept afar.

I rush home when I have no work,

I cook even if it’s taxing.

I eat without hunger

And sleep more without need.

I drink to fight the abyss, smoke to fight the drink.

I wonder Whats life,

And take to paper for that’s the only stable thing.

It’s like water, I can’t hold but sure can feel.

It’s the ‘feel’ I get when I write,

And maybe that’s the reason why

I hold on to this life.

When heart gives a pep-talk

At the crossroads I stand,

Step into the world …

Build something on your own

Be unconventionally conventional.

They say lay low and follow.

Flow into the footsteps

The footsteps are sure and deep.

The castles and the bubbles

Are all a child’s dream

It’s the corporate world now

All with the keycards and Id’s.

The irony borders on hilarity.

The castle floats in the high taunting sky.

The glass prisons are truly grounded.

They say its ‘life’, lived by forefathers before,

Single life is too short to make all the mistakes

So learn from them before you go.

The ‘learnings’ are now prison bars

They doom you before your fate

Every step has a do and don’t

It’s not your life anyway.

You are free but in a debt

You owe it all, don’t you know!

Family, friends, society, they all have a claim

And of course God has the biggest stake.

Its not your life anyway…

Then why did I get this heart,

One that dreams on.

I feel it, follow it and ready for the hurts.

I never surrendered that, why would I!

The society prison is not for me.

I am a spirit, I will fly

Don’t tell me the eagle may pounce,

The lure is sky is too sweet to deny.

At my crossroad, I smile

I am a human but I wanna fly.