No bonusNo incentiveNo reasonJust a breath that hasn't fucking stoppedNo peopleNo thingsNo nothingJust a death that doesn't fucking endNo songNo one to longNo moreJust a rhyme that is fucking stuck in my headNo wordsNo birdsNo fucking fucks givenJust a kind god that shows this strain on my way——————————————————————————–

Inequality can we liveKarma was always a far fetchPayback doesn't existOnly give and takeI took, noteSuccess to me means going beyond your yearsAnarchy for power to the peepal?I now smell the demons from afarA quiet cafeBusy sounds of idle chatterRemind me of those days, by myself at 4amStaring out onto the streets of FreedomHeard this…

emptynessie the truth that isout therein herefilling nowwith happinessthat sells like hot cakesthe whole truthand nothing butthe ignorance of blissinsta pics and linked in badgesabout to be unlocked againthenthe new normal makes me abnormalworking for pride, the bride that never leaves youat least the world knows what it feels like, for a broken purveyor of…

life was always survival of the fittestbut survival of the richest? I hate that about us!made us cheap, lying, conniving pieces of shiteis that nature, nurture, or just a doomed futurelaws and morals torture the honestone-eyed kings lead us blind menand a blind lady weighs the truth worth every pound of fleshwe were born to…

Letting unmanifested wills have their wayThe truth that was, is no moreWhat you choose, is the story to tellRespect rather than pride, that is your selfPay by kind rather than coinnessThank you कविता, you have been my dearAll these words, speak to me like a seerSurviving in society, run by unspoken bondsSo many relationships, short…

Make the effort of bowling the ballAs much as you can controlThe outcome you want, comes but 10 times of all triesListen, observe, note the play by play movementsYou are with yourselfWalk your own pathKnow yourselfThe way you see the restYour strengthsPerceived weaknessesNo prideNo blessingsCourageFaithGratitudeWhat a shot!——————————————————————————–

The world suffers from a passionSomebody to holdSomebody to callSomebody to understandPoetry is all I haveDoesn’t see, feels youHears you, tells youNot what to doWhat you have beenChasing the illusory Left with the after wordA world of polarityThe world is all you haveDraw it, paint it, give meaning to the illusion Leave the world behindThe scar you…

Nobody took the time to understandNobody caredNobody knewWiped off the face of this planetLike the last time I smiledLaughed belly upFelt natural for a pictureNot ashamed to show me; dismorphedThat was the India I grew up inThat's the India I don't want to be inI feel for VirNot free to be you, trolled by patriots;…

How to not go madO mere preetMenu baksh dePacify me with your voiceI'm not uniqueMe nahi masihBus meri kahani hai meriMy story is just like yours, except the visioniss sab ka matlab nahi pata mujhekya hai bhasha ka asarsometimes words are not enoughEven from the most eloquent oratorI guess love never goes awayBorn out of…

prideLife a comedy or tragedyWhat is destinyWere you meant to do somethingMachivelian schemeComing down hardIn w battle with myself, to preserve my sanity, maintain the illusion of normalcyWant meaning where days are numberedBorn againIn another worldWhere love flows throughWords spoken true——————————————————————————–