Say Cheers to Life!

The air we breathe in,
So far-far away we come in,
This is so long and wide destined distance,
The sizzling light and rain,
Swallowed up all charms,
Nothing left but a scar mark

Feeling alone and still along with,
All hope and despair,
Pondering over same thing,
Over again and again,
All lost cause,
Furrowed up all Fiesta of life,

What happen when we tries to stifle own thought,
Then we tend to suffocate,
And later hesitate,
Not to offend my friend,
I stand here!
To say you all clear,
No crafty-things works forever,
One day it has to fray,

Be whatever you can be,
Do whatever you would like to,
But not to loose your will,
Stay true to yourself,
One day everything comes to nil,

Nothing can take your wisdom,
But your own self,
The long perturbed journey,
will seem short errands,
when you know yourself,

The care, utmost care,
Mom's love, people compassion,
Sensitive, too persuasive,
To cry or to stand by,
Cherish all moments of life,
You got only one left,
Which shall run incessantly,
So appreciate it
and say Cheers to life!



 

In a meantime

I was just fooling around,
In a meantime,
Looked up,
and guess what I found,
Me being frivolous,
Bit audacious,
Little technically sound,
In a meantime,
I go around,
To explore,
To extend my tenure,

In a meantime,
Bit mortified,
Not satisfied,
Look what I found,
In a meantime,
Being funny & spontaneous,
At the same time,
I drink a lime albeit straw,
Guess what I saw,
A voluptuous soul,
Look what I did,
Gave unintentional high remark,
Seems like I won her heart,
Someone give me sword,
or just a dagger,
Didn't mean to incline towards that long yard,
Someone please be my saviour,
I was just fooling around,
In a meantime,
Just being frivolous,
and audacious,
But technically sound,

In a meantime,
Feel like being imploded,
Wanna go back in time,
Somebody please hold,
In a meantime!

That Three Words

There so much to say,
There so much to share,
So many things you are not aware,
We've been meeting for so long,
Unbeknownst to me,
We were dating,
It was special setting
We never said that we're friend,
We just love each other companionship,
It's not some sort of championship,
Winsome or loose some,
It's just natural feeling,
Non-deliberate heart stealing
We don't have to prove anything,
'cause we got everything,

So much to say,
So much to share,
We aren't aware,
That's very rare,
Still, I care
Thou my love,
Thou my life,
One day I realized,
When you went away,
Through the gateway,
Towards The lonely Highway,
I Searched for you all around,
There wasn't any sign of your sound,
Fell like being in Purgatory,
Penalising my soul,

That was the turning moment,
And I came to know,
That you're special for me,
Can't afford to miss you
It has been long time,
And finally I found,
The tear and smile kept smirking my face,
I didn't had any courage to face,

Still I got so much to say,
So much to share,
Still you're not aware,
Of that three words,

Joie de vivre

It all sways,
The horse neigh,
We fly on the beach,
joie de vivre !

So much noise,
Can't listen to my own voice,
Sudden demeaning debonoir,
Rather not get struck upon thee,

Do we have some purpose,
Still can go that far,
From being veracious,
A varying thin line,

Cynicism is all it takes,
Doubtful and brought disgrace,
the Joie de vivre is lost,
At heavy cost,

Can we light upon thee,
Swing back and forge for past memory,
Still can run on plain,
Pretending lying on the beach of sorrow,
In midst of valley narrow,
Here we come so far,

The sunlight shall scribble my heart,
Joie de vivre thrust upon me again,

Staying away can make this meaningful,
Then stay away,
Albeit for how long??
Figure out on your own,
Thou the life ,
Thou Joie de vivre!

She is the Woman

She is the woman,
Who brings me out of me,

She steals everything,
From my already stolen heart,
So, I'm being Provoked

I couldn't guess the best out of it,
She leaves me in dismay,
She comes back to me,
She is the woman,
And I'm being provoked

She is prejudiced,
She makes me wonder,
Sometime she is too much,
Too certain too spontaneous,
She is the woman,
And I'm being provoked

She changed me,
She chained me,
In love and despair,
In the state of desperation,
She is the woman,
And I'm being provoked

She made me wait always,
I'm vexed,
It's me who always opens the gate,
She is the woman,
Whatever but my fate,
Need not to prove,
And I'm being provoked!

Foe or Friend?

They inspire
and kept perspire
that how low am i??
Not a inquisition but a true rhetorical inspection.
is it foe or form of friends
who spake at right corner of all bright
so subtle and bloom
later on i find!

I envy them
seldom subsequently
that how stupid am i?
And I keep on tracking them
the bridge of trust
lies beneath the wall
covert and covered
by the virtue of time

The Time and tide wait for none!
Though I wait for right time
Being righteous what I thought to be
End up penalizing friendship
and san realizing,
been there , not enough
until to end of the den
Are they foe or friend?
One thing for sure,
they make me intrepid!

Walking in the Rain

I can see the sky,
Cloud covered up,
Can't stand by,
But all in vain,

Where was I all these days,
Couldn't looked up,
Till Then, it all changed again,
Now, I'm walking in the rain

I can see all,
crystal and clear,
A sprinkle of drop,
Provoked me,
To go beyond the fathom,
It woke me up,

Where was I All these days,
Couldn't looked up,
Till Then, it all changed again,
Now, I'm walking in the rain

It seems like I have been conjured,
By the renegade ripples,
All these days I condoned,
Now chance for me to concord,
I'm walking in the rain,

Where was I all these days,
couldn't looked up,
Till Then, it all changed all over again,
Now,I'm walking in the rain,

All my life concise,
Deep down in me was numb,
Left conducive to all,
A confluence of tear and rain-drop,
was deluged in delusion,

Intractable child I am now,
Residing on insular island,
Don't wanna go back,
Don't wanna go to another fiend land,

I'm still walking in the rain,
I'm new insurgent,
Sways in all direction,
No one but me stays,

To drink up some happy cherry drop,
It's never too late,
To wake up,
And to walk in the Rain.

The Rosebud

There was a Rose plant,

Burdened with its own branch,

Holding apart and intact,

The rest of the plant,

The unique branch making, 

whole plant drown,

Almost brought down to earth level,

And we call it peculiar,

Blessed by new Rosebud,

Others still deserted,

A new sigil of envy,

Is vigil easily,

All been heavily nourished,

But only farthest one grow,

Seeing this a Gardener cut the branch,

Isolated it from others,

Is he a savior??

or he wanted to keep that rosebud as souvenir,

Put all speculation and,

serve all predicament,

all deed done,

and same ramification,

but now whom to blame?

and all being defamed,

let free them ,

this not being framed,

let them suffer their own comeuppance,

The rosebud brought glory,

and it shall be blessed,

And now it's gone,

Before it could rise further,

An go farther!

All inside burning flame,

Still Rosebud shows remarkable phlegm,

It shall not be forgotten,

Brought the fountain in deserted mountain,

It's gone but still it shall be cherished,

Furnished the inspiration,

For the rest!

Awake me my Father

My father, Let's my mind awake,
You brought me in this world,
You withhold all pain and curse,
Just to protect me,
To save me,
And now I'm far-far away from you,
You still strengthen me up,
But I do feel weak and fragile,
without you.
Hold me Scold me!
My Father!
Here I gather all my memories,
To subscribe you,
To vibe you.


Listen to me my father,
or rather I would come along you,
with you.

You are the reason, why I am here,
You are the one,
Someone, Somewhere with all confidence in me,
Thank-thou my father in believing in me

My father, I am fine here,
Just take care of my mother,
There is always urgency in her to see me,
Tell her not to worry,
As I'm doing good.


One day I shall make you both proud,
Sooner or later the day will come,
You just keep that belief,
And I belive in myself.

I want to be with you,
Spend later stage of life together,
Reviving our sorrow and happiness,
Never-Ever realized that
how quicklytime has gone by,
And ofcourse I miss those moments,
The cutish childhood memories,
Which hovers around my mind,
And fading day-by-day

There is always a ray of hope,
Which encourages me to stay,
And I cherish them as always!
Awake me My father in all-ways!

Bother me Brother

Bother me Brother

It's been long time,
Since I cried,
It's been long day,
And you went away,
All left was the memory,
Ignited with sudden demise.

I was trapped,
In your custody,
Since then I wrapped up,
And my life being,
Merely a parody.

Never let my tears to drop,
Never let you bother,
A little twitch to get your attention,
Just say something,
As I internally smother.

It's been long time,
Since I cried,
Nothing I asked for,
Long way since I cried,
Now, I stay quite,
And I am tired,
To move further,
To move forward.

Yes! you bother me brother,
Come back soon,
Don't let my tear fade away in vain,
I'm surrounded with blue devils,
Your voidness can never fill,
Though it fill my eyes.

Your erstwhile do envy me,
And yes I'm mortified,
Deprived of vitality,
And all I can self-pity,
It's been long time, since,
I saw a sunrise,
with your sudden Goodbyes.

Lived by the imagination,
And breathing new Genre,
I promise to never let you down,
hey my gene, I will be generous,
And I will not frown,
But Bother me Brother.

Do come here,
And I shall frivolously knuckle you down again,
Remember we tie with score of one-one,
And just one game to go,
Show me if you still got that instinct,
So, Bother me Again Brother!

A SEVERE SERENE SERENDIPITY SURREALISM

The night was calm and cruel,
The haunting and hilarious wind,
Hunting out all living being,
All hiding in their shelter,
Shivering all over place,
The echo blowing and stampeding ,
All over the jungle,
Again and against

The moonlight firmly holding up,
The serenity is severe,
As the lost soul is sacrosanct,
Mother cuddles her infant,
The calmness still erupting from divine devil of hope,

The Doomsday pushed away the surrealism,
The stupendous act of nature holds all bar,
All the sporadic contingencies,
Shut for quite sometime,

You tend for future but what about now?,
Right now you simply killing ,
this very moment ,
Don't loose the life of virtue,
You juggling here and there ,
Just for what?

Are you so consistent enough ,
to reach that pinnacle,
or to be a paragon of virtue,
or merely you are conscious ,
For sake of being the one,
And then you loose that end,
repetitively,

It dismay the regards,
of the lively and lovely life,
Wake up and move away from Surrealism,
for a while,
Which partially implodes the eclaircissement,

No, not at all, we don't want that,
We want unconditional vehemence of joy!,
No more adversaries no more ploy,
A severe serene serendipity surrealism.

The Last Lost-Wood

The Last Lost-Wood

One Evening day I went out,
to breathe some fresh air,
I was dumb and restless,
Needed some time to freak out,

I did a little stroll around an Aisle,
To sudden change of my mind,
And ran down the lonesome lanky street,

The sun was about to set,
The cloud was hovering around,
If I'm not wrong I might get wet,
Just can't get to wait,

I wonder about that the typical sound,
created by thunder,
was it was some omen,
or gimmick by nature,
to every creature

I walked further and searched ,
for the path to my friend's home,
Been there few days ago,
And soon I almost forgot,

An voidness is far better than deviousness
and more I walked,
More I get lost,
And so I arrive at the world of Lost-Wood

Thankfully, I'm lost at first place,
Still can move back to my burrow,
Albeit the excruciating and scanty scent of timber,
Holds me right there to vent through sorrow,

This enchanting beauty I couldn't reckon then,
As I was lost in my-self,
A true sense of self-belief,
flowed through my veins,

I took longest nail of my fingers,
and did small ticklish contact of thumb to little finger,
The sound articulated was soothing and intact,
In fact I poise to move forward,

So, I couldn't succumb toward path,
Right, wrong or anonymous who knows,
out of my curiosity and perseverance,
What I found is new Gateway to The Last Lost-Wood.

--Rajesh Kumar--

THE FRESHMAN

THE FRESHMAN

Here comes the Freshman
Look so tense
So loss his sense
When touched that college fence

The college was good and huge
Every moments their was news
They still ain't asked my views
I always looked at the AZURE sky
And thought myself to be Real cool guy
I acted as Sanctimonious
I was being Pompous
Even if it looked pretty obnoxious
But....But Seniors were Sagacious

Day after day I was being over-smart
Oh! so they caught up this rat
They took my extra class
They took from me my sun-glass
They hold my cheek
As if I was Geek
The classes took place in corridor
They took my clothes and my soul
There was nothing left but a ring-hole
They made me fall
They made me crawl
They made me dog
They made me hog

They forced me to screamed
Even if I screamed
It was a pensive workout
It took my blood, toils, tears and sweat
And in a process I became wet

I cried & was fried
Everybody had been
But acted as nothing they've seen

They made this so called ragging as Sanctify
Nothing was left to Rectify
I was in Jeopardy
But for them it was a Fun Party
I felt as if I was brutally crucified
Alas! my friend this feeling couldn't be described
I always thought of myself as gnomic
But they made me to mimic

They Clenched my Clavicle
This instant action was radical
They made me to rap
And in back I got Sixty Slap

I lost all my character as I shattered
And Alas I felt as being eunch
Crunch!Crunch! Crunch!

I tried to dissuade
As i dissipate
But it was too late
Suddenly, everybody Stampede

Now, Here comes the DEAN
As if everything had he seen?????...
He came & asked "Hey kid I'm gonna fixed this but firs tell me who did this??"

A Cryptic smile came to my face,
I had full opportunity to complain
To them I could've publicly Satire
It was just the matter of One Call & their life could've fall

But suddenly my conscience woke up at right time
I chose to Forgive & Forget
From Nobody nothing get
Somewhere from inside a feeling of satisfaction sustain in you.

Though I was in pain
I looked insane
I didn't opened my mouth
Even if he shout

I convinced everyone by saying
"Sir it was just a Therapy session for this season
It was just a healthy interaction "
We got over with this,
 Now everything was fixed

Next day I caught up in a eye of a senior
Now, they ain't treat me as Junior
Now , I was their saviour
Even if it looked crazier
In my mind this moment is always savoured

The remorse was filled in their eyes
It looked like we were about to cry
And I said "Mate you look like Jekyll & Hyde"
The laughter hovered all around
Me as a Friend they found

And then I realised....
Being Freshman is amazing
So that's why I am Singing.....

By: Rajesh Kumar