My Last Song

For you I am an open book 
But you never gave worth a look
I waited for you all the while 
What did I get? An Indifferent smile!

My fault it was, I could not understand,
The way things should be not the way I want 
I thought I did my best but I was wrong 
I couldn't save it and its the last song

No feelings are left its all vacant 
No words are left its all drained 
My brain and my heart collided this time 
I cannot explain why I am writing this rime 

You ask me reasons there's nothing to tell
Because its all hollow and my life has become a hell 
Waiting for the right moment to go as far as I can 
And hoping everything ends like it never began.

Et Tu Brute

Ever came across those who make you feel as if,
you are the one so close and special to share their griff.

They leave no stone unturned to please you by their words
Till your stomach gets churned,they'll treat you with all the curds.

Your mind will never envision any conspiracy behind all this
could anyone with such precision, be sweet and sugary with a bliss.

Did they plan all they could? Or they want something from you
Do they actually want your good? Or they will trample upon you.

Glee with their thirty two out they'll welcome you warmly.
Inside their brains they shout they want to kill you coldly.

Once you learn their secret mission you feel trapped & helpless.
You dont know what can be their vision you may not even guess.

 

Pandora's Box

A copy of Pandora's box
is there kept above me,
which must not open as I plea
but is somehow unlatched secretly.

When the sky is deep & dark
The box above is dandled,
and then flows all the thoughts
which are difficult enough to handle.

As I look at the wall of my room,
A picture is figured out by me
somewhat blurred & expressionless
trying to convey something to me.

I remember the flashback of the day
which has just passed by,
The emotions exposed by the box,
wonders me and I ask it why?

It makes me giggle at times
and suddenly I cry the other
While sometimes I ponder over
Why do I sometimes shudder?

 I question myself that why is that,
mood swings occur so abruptly.
why do I often behave that way
can't everything ends subtly?

Sometimes I think of those
who are changing so rapidly.
While sometimes I think of those
who always act so clumsily.

When I brood so much
it makes me feel dizzy
I toss and turn like in a hutch.
and make my hair all frizzy.

My box makes the tears
roll out from eyes and weep
And then I start feeling drowsy
So I close my box and sleep.