Tujhe Bhula Diya......

There I am at a distance looking at your face,

Yes you, the one without a heart,

I proved myself, yes I did, I succeeded, not just in happiness but in vain too,

It’s been long, spare me the guilt and spare me the sorrow,

Come talk to me, explain me your deeds,

That’s all I want,

For that’s what will free me, like ashes does to corpse,

Yes you, right there, next to my corpse, pull yourself out of it,

Make your ego comfortable to make my soul placate,

I ll not leave this so called heavenly world, not until,

My prayers are answered,

I know it’s been long, but one day, mark my words, one day,

The clouds will thunder, and so will your conscience,

You ll reprimand yourself for what you ve been,

Hope it happens before it’s too late..

But yes I won’t be there…..

So stay there in the cold, it ll make u feel what your heart is like,

When u need warmth come back to me,

For that’s what my ignorant heart is best capable of……..

Original by: Abhi

Holding music's hand.....

Silence is not what I live for,

But now I know it loves me more,

A sip of cold makes me spit my thoughts

I try to gulp it down but it won't suffice the drought,

I am colorblind, I see only blue,

Cant stick the torn pieces back, there is no such glue

The devil keeps on ranting but of no use,

Maybe this is happening because I ve never been a recluse,

The path I chose is a bed of thorns,

Look while I walk on it but please don't mourn,

This is not what I was meant to be,

I am destiny's child,not meant to be free,

I walk on crowded streets just to see no one around,

I scream, I shout, just to hear not even one sound

The sips are over but not the thirst,

Its all contained within, waiting to burst

This is not what I look like,

Try to see behind that smile,

Try to look deeper in those eyes,

Try to feel what it feels like,

Try to hear the unspoken,

Try to look through that flesh,

Its tough I know,

As always few would and many won't agree,

As always my mind will go on a thinking spree,

As always I ll use my words to drain the misery,

Whatever I am.......THIS IS ME!

original by: Abhishek Patel

Deluge

I have you right in front of me yet you are so far,
Is this what people call destiny?
If it is, its like a breaking star 
There are no more shackles i am bound to
No more restraints from the visible world,
yet, the invisible peeps in my gut 
whispers, "smile", even though your life is curled! 
I smile a lot, I know I do, why?
Memories- Yes, you are the culprit..... why dont you fade away with that good bye?
I wish you did, freeing me from this guilt trip
Snarled are my thoughts
wandering, as if in search of something!
They have travelled a lot, yet no luck
Unlike me, I know, they wont give up.....
I was crawling, music made me stand
It keeps me going, pushing me beyond my limit 
I want you to go.... as far as you can, 
Not because I dont want you, because I know I am a misfit 
I have you right in front of me 
yet you are so far,
Is this what people call destiny?
If it is, its like a breaking star............ 


Original by: Abhi

The Masked Me......

My gaze cuts through me deep and it says I look rusted,
I now understand why my life's story is vehemently twisted,

I try to bring back the time when I had no need to scribble,
I try to erase the times when we quibbled,

But now I know, "fate is a two faced bitch!"
I wish my overworked mind had a "turn off" switch....

I look for the dreams to come true in broken eyelashes,
I look for the old me in the smile I put on those pretty faces,

I ve tried a lot, a lot more than I can sustain, just to find an answer,
For heavens will cry one day, "leave me alone, I am not a fighter"

The chase has been going on since I heard my soul cry,
The crease on my forehead is my soul's best alibi,

Am I nearing the story's end or is this just a pause?
whatever it is just tell me, still expecting an answer, what was the cause?

Just some more time and I ll be free,
The story will end soon and so will the misery,

You have very less time left- I want you to retort,
Please answer me before my rusted figure distorts......


Original by: Abhishek Patel.

I hope it rains!

I hope it rains today. .

To transform me into an artifact from a mere lump of clay. . . .

Years have passed but its still the same. . . .

The silent breeze still whispers that name,

That moment of truth which was once a lie!

Underneath that blue umbrella which was my sky,

I hope it rains today for the heavens have to cry,

To drip over the innocence which once made us fly. . . .

Even If it doesnt rain, i ll still be drenched,

For, as u ve squeezed me in and out nothing is left to be drained!

-original by: abhi

RETROSPECTION! My new poem.

My mind is filled like a crowded street,

Even the early morning's silence has agreed,

I need some rest but the eyes dont dare

To close for a moment lacking the despair,

I reprimanded myself for being so sure,

That my insomnia was desecrable lacking a cure,

So i am back with something untouched since long,

To scribble my thoughts whether weak or strong,

Having joined hands with the world's best fraternity,

Could i do more to prove its sanity?

I try to dodge the hurdles with a furious rage. . . . .

The gallop has collapsed into a dawdle. . . . Thanks to the barbed wire's cage!

An attempt made never goes in vain,

I think i ll get my sleep soon now that peace is gained!

Original by: Abhi. . . . .

Bulls eye achieved!

I wander everyday in search of the unknown,
To see if i can find the heart made of stone,
I know the path is neither just nor serpentine,
Every emotion attached needs to be redefined,
I met selfishness on my way,
I stopped by her just to say "hey"!
I got a stare back which cut me through,
I searched for torn bosom with experience as the glue,
Just a mile away in a corner was "care"
she was ripped too badly and needed some repair,
A tear rolled down when i felt her pain,
My heart said, "chill this is just the begining of a game"!
There came "happiness" to share the stage,
she said i ll always be there but in the last page!
The more i searched the more i failed,
But the quest for the stone heart always prevailed.
I was about to lose hope when a thought struck me,
"Lets meet love!" i said as it is always free. . . .
I almost crossed the lane when a car banged me,
The driver was "love" smiling at my agony,
I laid down there moaning in pain,
Searching for my heart which was new in the game,
There it was, at some distance, standing alone. . . .
I was flabberghasted to see it turn into a stone!
It smirked at me and said aloud "a dangerous game is about to begin!
Your search ends here as i was dwelling within". . . . . Lolz. . . . :-D