#review #fading_betelgues
#poetry
It was so bright..
As if I was engulfed in light.
It was so bright
That I had to close my eyes tight.
But it was not bright.
Inside there was no light.
I tried hard
And I swear I tried.
I tried and I tried .
But no light I find.
Broken shred were found.
Debris and rumbles were found.
But was not bright.
There was no light.
Some lost tears.
Some feelings I had beared.
in all those years.
A long lost guilt there was..A long forgotten regret there was.
I tried hard.
I swear I tried.
But all was void of light.
It was anything but bright.
#poetry
It was so bright..
As if I was engulfed in light.
It was so bright
That I had to close my eyes tight.
But it was not bright.
Inside there was no light.
I tried hard
And I swear I tried.
I tried and I tried .
But no light I find.
Broken shred were found.
Debris and rumbles were found.
But was not bright.
There was no light.
Some lost tears.
Some feelings I had beared.
in all those years.
A long lost guilt there was..A long forgotten regret there was.
I tried hard.
I swear I tried.
But all was void of light.
It was anything but bright.
#review #fading_betelgues
He leaned his head on the cold grilled window of the jail bus, as he felt continuous tapping of rain drops. Some of the drops lingering and others just sliding on the thin glass. His brain was empty. There was nothing he could thinkof. He felt tired, agony, and that was all. Nothing else. He felt suffocated by the sac which was covering his face. Was there anyone other than him in the bus ? Was he alone? What was his name again? He didn’t know.
The chattering of officers was annoying. They were not humans. If humans were like them, he would rather be in the company of demons.
The tapping of the rain on the window was like a lullaby for him. His eyes were getting heavier, his body was tired from not sleeping from last whole week , bones cracking from their excessive use, to put in a simpler form, he was tired at extreme level. But his brain won’t let him take a nap. A little doze of sleep was all he wanted. The moment he gave in to the sleepiness a sharp pain erupted in his right of his skull. It was as if his skull was cracking open. He banged his a little against the cold window. He squint his eyes from extreme pain. He was used to this, but still can’t remember how he get to used to this pain.
Suddenly the bus jerked to halt.
“ Get Up 43396! We are here!” One of the officers approached him, he visibly flinched at being touched. That has been his name from last two years, 43396.
He finally got free from the sac on his face. As soon as his face was uncovered , he felt a rush of cold wind smacking on his face. He wished he could feel the ataraxy but the cuffed hands made him remember his captivity.
The building before them a cement building, though it looked like an abandoned and not taken care of from outside, but he knew better what to expect from the interior.
He leaned his head on the cold grilled window of the jail bus, as he felt continuous tapping of rain drops. Some of the drops lingering and others just sliding on the thin glass. His brain was empty. There was nothing he could thinkof. He felt tired, agony, and that was all. Nothing else. He felt suffocated by the sac which was covering his face. Was there anyone other than him in the bus ? Was he alone? What was his name again? He didn’t know.
The chattering of officers was annoying. They were not humans. If humans were like them, he would rather be in the company of demons.
The tapping of the rain on the window was like a lullaby for him. His eyes were getting heavier, his body was tired from not sleeping from last whole week , bones cracking from their excessive use, to put in a simpler form, he was tired at extreme level. But his brain won’t let him take a nap. A little doze of sleep was all he wanted. The moment he gave in to the sleepiness a sharp pain erupted in his right of his skull. It was as if his skull was cracking open. He banged his a little against the cold window. He squint his eyes from extreme pain. He was used to this, but still can’t remember how he get to used to this pain.
Suddenly the bus jerked to halt.
“ Get Up 43396! We are here!” One of the officers approached him, he visibly flinched at being touched. That has been his name from last two years, 43396.
He finally got free from the sac on his face. As soon as his face was uncovered , he felt a rush of cold wind smacking on his face. He wished he could feel the ataraxy but the cuffed hands made him remember his captivity.
The building before them a cement building, though it looked like an abandoned and not taken care of from outside, but he knew better what to expect from the interior.
#review #fading_betelgues
He leaned his head on the cold grilled window of the jail bus, as he felt continuous tapping of rain drops. Some of the drops lingering and others just sliding on the thin glass. His brain was empty. There was nothing he could thinkof. He felt tired, agony, and that was all. Nothing else. He felt suffocated by the sac which was covering his face. Was there anyone other than him in the bus ? Was he alone? What was his name again? He didn’t know.
The chattering of officers was annoying. They were not humans. If humans were like them, he would rather be in the company of demons.
The tapping of the rain on the window was like a lullaby for him. His eyes were getting heavier, his body was tired from not sleeping from last whole week , bones cracking from their excessive use, to put in a simpler form, he was tired at extreme level. But his brain won’t let him take a nap. A little doze of sleep was all he wanted. The moment he gave in to the sleepiness a sharp pain erupted in his right of his skull. It was as if his skull was cracking open. He banged his a little against the cold window. He squint his eyes from extreme pain. He was used to this, but still can’t remember how he get to used to this pain.
Suddenly the bus jerked to halt.
“ Get Up 43396! We are here!” One of the officers approached him, he visibly flinched at being touched. That has been his name from last two years, 43396.
He finally got free from the sac on his face. As soon as his face was uncovered , he felt a rush of cold wind smacking on his face. He wished he could feel the ataraxy but the cuffed hands made him remember his captivity.
The building before them a cement building, though it looked like an abandoned and not taken care of from outside, but he knew better what to expect from the interior.
He leaned his head on the cold grilled window of the jail bus, as he felt continuous tapping of rain drops. Some of the drops lingering and others just sliding on the thin glass. His brain was empty. There was nothing he could thinkof. He felt tired, agony, and that was all. Nothing else. He felt suffocated by the sac which was covering his face. Was there anyone other than him in the bus ? Was he alone? What was his name again? He didn’t know.
The chattering of officers was annoying. They were not humans. If humans were like them, he would rather be in the company of demons.
The tapping of the rain on the window was like a lullaby for him. His eyes were getting heavier, his body was tired from not sleeping from last whole week , bones cracking from their excessive use, to put in a simpler form, he was tired at extreme level. But his brain won’t let him take a nap. A little doze of sleep was all he wanted. The moment he gave in to the sleepiness a sharp pain erupted in his right of his skull. It was as if his skull was cracking open. He banged his a little against the cold window. He squint his eyes from extreme pain. He was used to this, but still can’t remember how he get to used to this pain.
Suddenly the bus jerked to halt.
“ Get Up 43396! We are here!” One of the officers approached him, he visibly flinched at being touched. That has been his name from last two years, 43396.
He finally got free from the sac on his face. As soon as his face was uncovered , he felt a rush of cold wind smacking on his face. He wished he could feel the ataraxy but the cuffed hands made him remember his captivity.
The building before them a cement building, though it looked like an abandoned and not taken care of from outside, but he knew better what to expect from the interior.
#review #fading_betelgues #poetry
Shelter from rain and hailstorm .
Shelter is all I craved for.
Shelter from darkness around me .
Shelter from the darkness inside me .
Shelter was I deemed for.
Shelter was all I asked for.
But .
Shattered my heart was left .
Shattered my soul was left
"I am Fine." I thought
But I am not ,now I know.
Why was a hollow made in me ?
Sometime I question mere existence of me.
See what I got for..
Shelter was all I asked for.
Shelter was all I asked for.
Shelter from rain and hailstorm .
Shelter is all I craved for.
Shelter from darkness around me .
Shelter from the darkness inside me .
Shelter was I deemed for.
Shelter was all I asked for.
But .
Shattered my heart was left .
Shattered my soul was left
"I am Fine." I thought
But I am not ,now I know.
Why was a hollow made in me ?
Sometime I question mere existence of me.
See what I got for..
Shelter was all I asked for.
Shelter was all I asked for.
#review #fading_betelgues #poetry
Here I stand before thee all.
Full of imperfections and flaws .
Never was I born for brawls.
Nor was I to appease ya all.
Oh how suffocating they are.
Being rude and commands us all not be rude.
How crude thou can be .
Oh the society rules.
Some predefined laws they are.
Bruising the one writhes to be free.
Some brutal ropes they are binding you tight till you bleed.
Keep it down ! Don't show you guts.
Oh my God how they drive me to nuts!
Oh these society rules.
Some loose their wealth.
Some looses health.
To just to fit in the quote of "What they'd say".
But sadly never anyone finds their bay.
When this haze will go away.
The haze of ideology.
The fog of obsolete rules.
Oh these society rules...
Here I stand before thee all.
Full of imperfections and flaws .
Never was I born for brawls.
Nor was I to appease ya all.
Oh how suffocating they are.
Being rude and commands us all not be rude.
How crude thou can be .
Oh the society rules.
Some predefined laws they are.
Bruising the one writhes to be free.
Some brutal ropes they are binding you tight till you bleed.
Keep it down ! Don't show you guts.
Oh my God how they drive me to nuts!
Oh these society rules.
Some loose their wealth.
Some looses health.
To just to fit in the quote of "What they'd say".
But sadly never anyone finds their bay.
When this haze will go away.
The haze of ideology.
The fog of obsolete rules.
Oh these society rules...
#review #fading_betelgues #poetry
Here I stand before thee all.
Full of imperfections and flaws .
Never was I born for brawls.
Nor was I to appease ya all.
Oh how suffocating they are.
Being rude and commands us all not be rude.
How crude thou can be .
Oh the society rules.
Some predefined laws they are.
Bruising the one writhes to be free.
Some brutal ropes they are binding you tight till you bleed.
Keep it down ! Don't show you guts.
Oh my God how they drive me to nuts!
Oh these society rules.
Some loose their wealth.
Some looses health.
To just to fit in the quote of "What they'd say".
But sadly never anyone finds their bay.
When this haze will go away.
The haze of ideology.
The fog of obsolete rules.
Oh these society rules...
Here I stand before thee all.
Full of imperfections and flaws .
Never was I born for brawls.
Nor was I to appease ya all.
Oh how suffocating they are.
Being rude and commands us all not be rude.
How crude thou can be .
Oh the society rules.
Some predefined laws they are.
Bruising the one writhes to be free.
Some brutal ropes they are binding you tight till you bleed.
Keep it down ! Don't show you guts.
Oh my God how they drive me to nuts!
Oh these society rules.
Some loose their wealth.
Some looses health.
To just to fit in the quote of "What they'd say".
But sadly never anyone finds their bay.
When this haze will go away.
The haze of ideology.
The fog of obsolete rules.
Oh these society rules...
#review #fading_betelgues
There are a plethora of things that we ignore in our day to day life. Have you seen the night sky when there is a power outage? It's amazing, seeing the night sky with no city light, or the dissipation of light, the night sky appears as though it's sparkling. That glimmering of stars appears as if you can reach out to touch those gems. There are myriads of such things that we ignore around us. Much the same as the present moment, that I am savoring with my eyes right now, the sun emerging out of skylines, and breaking the first light. The second when the stars leave us after guiding us through the night and leaving us to become the masters of our fate. That second, when the blissful morning breeze murmurs in your ear," Go, today is the new beginning". I am tuning in to this second, with the chirping of birds and the waning stars. Bit by bit the early beams of light are over-administering the yonder above, the darkness of night is melting away. This really is magnificence. As though somebody has spread red shading in the sky, so unevenly, yet so stunning. Like these new beams emerging from the sun, I feel like I am reborn everyday. How unfathomable it would be if I could encounter this with each breath. We neglect to be appreciative, and easily overlook the details, similar to the Night light, the Sunrise, the Beauty of the mountains, the tranquility of stream, the imprudence of breeze. We forget that some aren't fortunate enough to experience this. We aren't thankful for each and every breath as well, you can't be sure whether you can take in the next breath or not. It’s so uncertain, yet so enthralling.
In today's hustle and bustle we have forgotten the true beauty. We have forgotten what is truly important to us. The humanitarian values of living has waned in our lives.
The nature all around us conspires to inspire us with its each act, it’s just that we aren’t vigilant enough to understand it. We are unable to understand the omens around us. If we were to consider this whole universe, it's bizarre how we are just little beings paving our path to live a life we desire on a tiny blue dot, suspended in an empty space. And yet we all are uniquely different, and that makes our existence in this large universe special. There is nothing in this world which doesn’t have a solution. There is an answer of every why; an answer to every how, all we have to do is explore. Just have a peep around yourself. You will see so much happiness, yea there is sadness a lot of it, if there is wihte, black exists too. The sadness, the setbacks are important, why not? They make us learn so much. Make us push ourselves past our limits. So setbacks and hardships are important. They let us know who is really there for us. So don’t be afraid of them , welcome them wholeheartedly. Let them come and test you. If you fail, you will simply learn a lot. If you win you will get to know how you won.
There are a plethora of things that we ignore in our day to day life. Have you seen the night sky when there is a power outage? It's amazing, seeing the night sky with no city light, or the dissipation of light, the night sky appears as though it's sparkling. That glimmering of stars appears as if you can reach out to touch those gems. There are myriads of such things that we ignore around us. Much the same as the present moment, that I am savoring with my eyes right now, the sun emerging out of skylines, and breaking the first light. The second when the stars leave us after guiding us through the night and leaving us to become the masters of our fate. That second, when the blissful morning breeze murmurs in your ear," Go, today is the new beginning". I am tuning in to this second, with the chirping of birds and the waning stars. Bit by bit the early beams of light are over-administering the yonder above, the darkness of night is melting away. This really is magnificence. As though somebody has spread red shading in the sky, so unevenly, yet so stunning. Like these new beams emerging from the sun, I feel like I am reborn everyday. How unfathomable it would be if I could encounter this with each breath. We neglect to be appreciative, and easily overlook the details, similar to the Night light, the Sunrise, the Beauty of the mountains, the tranquility of stream, the imprudence of breeze. We forget that some aren't fortunate enough to experience this. We aren't thankful for each and every breath as well, you can't be sure whether you can take in the next breath or not. It’s so uncertain, yet so enthralling.
In today's hustle and bustle we have forgotten the true beauty. We have forgotten what is truly important to us. The humanitarian values of living has waned in our lives.
The nature all around us conspires to inspire us with its each act, it’s just that we aren’t vigilant enough to understand it. We are unable to understand the omens around us. If we were to consider this whole universe, it's bizarre how we are just little beings paving our path to live a life we desire on a tiny blue dot, suspended in an empty space. And yet we all are uniquely different, and that makes our existence in this large universe special. There is nothing in this world which doesn’t have a solution. There is an answer of every why; an answer to every how, all we have to do is explore. Just have a peep around yourself. You will see so much happiness, yea there is sadness a lot of it, if there is wihte, black exists too. The sadness, the setbacks are important, why not? They make us learn so much. Make us push ourselves past our limits. So setbacks and hardships are important. They let us know who is really there for us. So don’t be afraid of them , welcome them wholeheartedly. Let them come and test you. If you fail, you will simply learn a lot. If you win you will get to know how you won.
There are a plethora of things that we ignore in our day to day life. Have you seen the night sky when there is a power outage? It's amazing, seeing the night sky with no city light, or the dissipation of light, the night sky appears as though it's sparkling. That glimmering of stars appears as if you can reach out to touch those gems. There are myriads of such things that we ignore around us. Much the same as the present moment, that I am savoring with my eyes right now, the sun emerging out of skylines, and breaking the first light. The second when the stars leave us after guiding us through the night and leaving us to become the masters of our fate. That second, when the blissful morning breeze murmurs in your ear," Go, today is the new beginning". I am tuning in to this second, with the chirping of birds and the waning stars. Bit by bit the early beams of light are over-administering the yonder above, the darkness of night is melting away. This really is magnificence. As though somebody has spread red shading in the sky, so unevenly, yet so stunning. Like these new beams emerging from the sun, I feel like I am reborn everyday. How unfathomable it would be if I could encounter this with each breath. We neglect to be appreciative, and easily overlook the details, similar to the Night light, the Sunrise, the Beauty of the mountains, the tranquility of stream, the imprudence of breeze. We forget that some aren't fortunate enough to experience this. We aren't thankful for each and every breath as well, you can't be sure whether you can take in the next breath or not. It’s so uncertain, yet so enthralling.
In today's hustle and bustle we have forgotten the true beauty. We have forgotten what is truly important to us. The humanitarian values of living has waned in our lives.
The nature all around us conspires to inspire us with its each act, it’s just that we aren’t vigilant enough to understand it. We are unable to understand the omens around us. If we were to consider this whole universe, it's bizarre how we are just little beings paving our path to live a life we desire on a tiny blue dot, suspended in an empty space. And yet we all are uniquely different, and that makes our existence in this large universe special. There is nothing in this world which doesn’t have a solution. There is an answer of every why; an answer to every how, all we have to do is explore. Just have a peep around yourself. You will see so much happiness, yea there is sadness a lot of it, if there is wihte, black exists too. The sadness, the setbacks are important, why not? They make us learn so much. Make us push ourselves past our limits. So setbacks and hardships are important. They let us know who is really there for us. So don’t be afraid of them , welcome them wholeheartedly. Let them come and test you. If you fail, you will simply learn a lot. If you win you will get to know how you won.
#review #fading_betelgues
In today's hustle and bustle we have forgotten the true beauty. We have forgotten what is truly important to us. The humanitarian values of living has waned in our lives.
The nature all around us conspires to inspire us with its each act, it’s just that we aren’t vigilant enough to understand it. We are unable to understand the omens around us. If we were to consider this whole universe, it's bizarre how we are just little beings paving our path to live a life we desire on a tiny blue dot, suspended in an empty space. And yet we all are uniquely different, and that makes our existence in this large universe special. There is nothing in this world which doesn’t have a solution. There is an answer of every why; an answer to every how, all we have to do is explore. Just have a peep around yourself. You will see so much happiness, yea there is sadness a lot of it, if there is wihte, black exists too. The sadness, the setbacks are important, why not? They make us learn so much. Make us push ourselves past our limits. So setbacks and hardships are important. They let us know who is really there for us. So don’t be afraid of them , welcome them wholeheartedly. Let them come and test you. If you fail, you will simply learn a lot. If you win you will get to know how you won.
#review #fading_betelgues
"Don't cry" They say
You will be weak if u say 'Nay'
Be like this and not that.
But I cried today.
I opened that bottle of emotions.
As it was already on verge of breaking
I opened that dam.
Yes I cried today.
"You are a weakling" Said my mom
But I felt stronger mom.
"You are a coward " Said my brother.
But I felt better, as I appreciated myself today,
I appreciated myself because I could endure that all.
"You are unreliable" Said friends.
I feel reliable enough to depend on myself.
So I cried today.
And I didn't feel guilty.
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You will be weak if u say 'Nay'
Be like this and not that.
But I cried today.
I opened that bottle of emotions.
As it was already on verge of breaking
I opened that dam.
Yes I cried today.
"You are a weakling" Said my mom
But I felt stronger mom.
"You are a coward " Said my brother.
But I felt better, as I appreciated myself today,
I appreciated myself because I could endure that all.
"You are unreliable" Said friends.
I feel reliable enough to depend on myself.
So I cried today.
And I didn't feel guilty.
#review #fading_betelgues
They circled him menacingly
Taunting and kicking him frequently.
He beared it all with great tolerance.
They didn't even passed with a narrow,
Because it was just a baby of sparrow.
All of them just snickered in the back.
Some of them cared , but they were all scaredy cats.
No one defended ,
And looked through the shadow...
As it was just a baby of sparrow.
As it grew bigger everyday,
Reliving the past , remembering it all.
He grew stronger day by day.
Now he stands tall from all.
With an aim in mind and a passion in eyes.
He showed them all ,
As now they bowed,
That he was not just a baby of sparrow.
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Taunting and kicking him frequently.
He beared it all with great tolerance.
They didn't even passed with a narrow,
Because it was just a baby of sparrow.
All of them just snickered in the back.
Some of them cared , but they were all scaredy cats.
No one defended ,
And looked through the shadow...
As it was just a baby of sparrow.
As it grew bigger everyday,
Reliving the past , remembering it all.
He grew stronger day by day.
Now he stands tall from all.
With an aim in mind and a passion in eyes.
He showed them all ,
As now they bowed,
That he was not just a baby of sparrow.
#review #fading_betelgues
Society Rules.
Here I stand before thee all.
Full of imperfections and flaws .
Never was I born for brawls
Nor was I to appease ya all.
Oh how suffocating they are.
Being rude and commanding us all is not rude.
How crude thou can be .
Oh the society rules.
Some predefined laws they are.
Bruising the one writhes to be free.
Some brutal ropes they are binding you tight till you bleed.
Keep it down ! Don't show you guts.
Oh my God how they drive us to nuts!
They don't care if you bruise.
Oh these society rules.
Some lose their wealth.
Some lose health.
To just fit in the quote of "What they'd say".
But sadly never anyone finds their bay.
When this haze will go away.
The haze of ideology.
The fog of obsolete rules.
Oh these society rules…
#review #fading_betelgues
Here I stand before thee all.
Full of imperfections and flaws .
Never was I born for brawls
Nor was I to appease ya all.
Oh how suffocating they are.
Being rude and commanding us all is not rude.
How crude thou can be .
Oh the society rules.
Some predefined laws they are.
Bruising the one writhes to be free.
Some brutal ropes they are binding you tight till you bleed.
Keep it down ! Don't show you guts.
Oh my God how they drive us to nuts!
They don't care if you bruise.
Oh these society rules.
Some lose their wealth.
Some lose health.
To just fit in the quote of "What they'd say".
But sadly never anyone finds their bay.
When this haze will go away.
The haze of ideology.
The fog of obsolete rules.
Oh these society rules…
#review #fading_betelgues
Not Here
I saw her in the mirror ,
She was same
Nothing changed.
But the tears were not there.
Her lifeless orbs still sobed,
But this time everything has been robbed.
This time the hope wasn't there .
Her lips were there , but the sound was not there.
The mirror will shatter again she knew.
They will do it again she knew.
But
Would she be alive this time
This she did not know.
All she knew was ...her soul was not in there.
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I saw her in the mirror ,
She was same
Nothing changed.
But the tears were not there.
Her lifeless orbs still sobed,
But this time everything has been robbed.
This time the hope wasn't there .
Her lips were there , but the sound was not there.
The mirror will shatter again she knew.
They will do it again she knew.
But
Would she be alive this time
This she did not know.
All she knew was ...her soul was not in there.
#review #fading_betelgues
I wonder sometimes how would it feel to touch the sunshine.
I wonder sometimes how would I feel to face it with smile.
I wonder sometimes what if I opened my cage.
The jail whom I am captive of.
I wonder sometimes, why won't unclench my fists.
And let the ropes slide, which are tieing my wrists.
And here I sit crouched in my own cage.
Captive of my own self.
Just craving the sunshine that's outside.
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I wonder sometimes how would I feel to face it with smile.
I wonder sometimes what if I opened my cage.
The jail whom I am captive of.
I wonder sometimes, why won't unclench my fists.
And let the ropes slide, which are tieing my wrists.
And here I sit crouched in my own cage.
Captive of my own self.
Just craving the sunshine that's outside.
#review #fading_betelgues