We Live In Reverie

Now that we are to be graduated...
having toiled for many years...
to earn that shiny degree....
hanging them uselessly on our walls...


un happy with the present...
dreaming of the grand dream...
wasted our quarter life ascent...
life of 20+ yr old is really troublesome..


we dont know what to do....
we live in reverie...


Puberty and adolescence get max attention....
but this higher stage of development is winked at
many doubt that it exists..
perhaps for parents it didn't exist...


a mouthfull get confused,awkward,scared feeling.....
pretending themself as all-grown-up
deep down thy fell helpless, a sense of drifting....
that life isn't going anywhere....


we dont know what to do....
we live in reverie...


lets face it....its worst than puberty....
meaner and badder than before.....
before teachers and parents holded our hands
while we transitioned...
now just thrown at the shore


yes our feelings are justified...
we are not crazy or unable to get our shit together...
we need to take some time...
it may take years...but the right path is out there
we will find it as long as we keep looking...


we dont know what to do...
we live in reverie....

The Silent Prayer

Every thing was perfect at that moment....just end of my effin 3rd
yr....but still nostalgic though i have a year ahead...and with such a
wonderfull friends with me...of course my darling room mate with me
=)) i know i am way stupid and emotional but the reason is that i have to leave
u... :(( i started writing coz of my love...for the distance between us...cant
leave her....her gravity of emotions...warmth....love made me write
this...and am really blessed to have you with me....love u a lots....i want
to dedicate this to my SS..much close to my heart... :-*

A night entangled in the moments of life,

twisted-scattered heartbeats,peace! no sign.

This slow silence walking down miles,

Breaking all barriers, climbing all stiles.

No matter how much I try, heart never lets aside.

And, your 'prayer' doesn't let me stay alive.

In this heart every moment it vibrates,

Like a thunderstorm it pulsates.

Holding me in awe these clouds as they rain,

But, drops they fall washing down my pain.

Splits into pieces, but never breaks this heart of mine.

Beyond tolerance - my soul cries, but do I whine? 

If this falls cold will I sleep,

Holding breath tight promises will I keep.

No matter how much I try, heart never lets aside.

And, your 'prayer' doesn't let me stay alive.

As the sun of expectations set they say;

'Why ask for a path that was never your way?"

Sobbing desires whisper to me,'Do yourself this favour!'

Let alone the fire, rest your eyes, make them moist never.

Ever should I melt in this blaze,

Can never look up into your eyes straight.

No matter how much I try, heart never lets aside.

And, your 'prayer' doesn't let me stay alive.

Drunk Again

I dont know why i wrote this....but only to celebrate the moments with friends....
as usual during routine party i thought this...
dedicated to all by boozer friends.....buraaahhhhh

For the girls we have lost...
the girls we gained....
the tranquilty of being drunk again....
on the boozers table its beer again....


again n again...
ya...we are drunk again....


sip by sip the high we gain...
laid on the tables 4 the beer again...


man is the one who can rise
ask for beer again
not the one shaking legs
loosing conciousness 
we will repeat this at proms again


again n again...
ya...we are drunk again....