Gamble on

The heat is on, rather its catching fire now. The whole spirit is burning and flames are touching mind. Every moment there is change of thought. Dazed and confused. Recently I have noticed, life is a gamble, some people lose and some people win and it has to be that way. Some people are not good at gambling, afraid of taking chances, running away from trying their luck and they accept whatever comes first. While others who have some balls left, wait until the right moment and they grab it whenever it comes. We have to decide which person we want to become, the first one who accepts whatever comes in his or her way or the one with balls. Well in the former you'll always be unsated but atleast you will have something closer to what you wanted. But in the later there is always delight once you get whatever you want but there is a very dark side in case you dont achieve the desired goal. So what kinda person are you?

Why am I....

Why am I feeling sad

The whole december when people are not here

The void mind offering nothing to smile

The same old rhyme with meaningless words

Why am I feeling lost

Mulling over past, present and future

The ship wandering in the savage ocean

Afraid of realities and unacceptable facts

Why am I losing my voice

Dont have words to say

Fear of speaking truth and sinking in bay

Somethings are better not said

Why am I losing my strength

Draining strength while thinking, imagining and dancing

Unable to move my body, its numb

Cant stand this, the hell I feel

Move with the rolling stone

Lots of television flying. Circling around a tower, suddenly a television come and flashes a picture, you cant recognize it. You go out and search for that particular picture. Then suddenly you start lifting up, you feel like losing gravity beneath you feet. You are now flying high on the mechanical wings. You are flying over pacific. Living every blissful moment. Then suddenly you start laughing and dont understand what you are speaking.

I dont understand what I am speaking

People are laughing and I am sleeping

Music has stopped and computer is buzzing

I am blabbering but no one is listening

Everyone is busy with his own crap

Cut the crap and gimme some snack

Now I am thinking while I am writing

Questioning and thinking, writing and fighting

I already forgot what I witnessed

something related to television, game and strictness

My head is a bastard, doesnt even listen to its master

Working on its own, leaving various kinds of fears

Oh Shit! I wrote something which you dont understand

Try it and you wont even get essence