What Does One Do?

What does one do when nothing he feels can find words?

When the agony and pain are filled up and find no outlet?

The sheer helplessness of not finding the right words, the right people, the circumstances!

What does one do? Where does one go to scream? How does one let out all this pain? This emotion? This helplessness?

What does one do?

Closed Doors?

Off late I realised that people tend to indulge in comic videos, movies, jokes etc. because they don’t wanna think. They see everything but don’t really want to give it a thought. Their conscience knocks but they shut it off by indulging in laughter and silly stuff.

No, comedies are not made only to entertain and refresh people. It is not restricted to cheering people up. It is a means of closing doors to thought, shutting the mind off and not thinking.

Drugs are not the only means of escaping. Comedies are also used for escapism.



All had eyes on drugs
how fast they intoxicated
leaving the person unaware
misbehaving, uttering nuisances!

They said it ruined lives
cause the impact they had
addicted, helpless, unaware
why should they not be cursed?

And in the stereotyped environment
they forgot: How
daily events impacted mind
behaviour of people

How a violent scene onscreen
promoted the same behaviour
and how frequent questioning
fills up mind with fear!

How a trip, an experience
change one’s outlook
how a book can surge anger
leaving you vulnerable.

It seems like people regard
one poison and other naught
cause if drugs are instantaneous
others are arsenic too!

No More!

I feel like being so selfish
Like dragging a dagger down his chest
I can see love in his eyes
But I love him no more!

He caresses in the most lovely way
As if I the only person in world
But my wounds have clutched my soul
Grief rendered me vulnerable no more!

I had become numb from feelings
Neither did I feel happy nor gloomy
And the list to whine had ceased
I wanted to love him back; but I could no more!

He wanted me to be the same
The care and love I used to be
But he couldn’t see what I could
I couldn’t be the same; no more!

In his negligence of behaviour and care
I had bestowed my everything on him
Now he wakes from his slumber
But I desire love no more!

Hard Love

They said, ” You have changed
You never behaved like this before
Something is not so you
Something in you makes us blue.

You don’t care the same way anymore
Nor do you consider us the same
Seems like the real you is somewhere else
You, a fake entity!”

She didn’t know what to say
So much had been going around
Grief had been her eternal partner
And people? Ah! Nowhere.

She had been what they wanted
The charm and support people desire
And all she got back were blames
Abuses and raised fingers!

And one day grief bestowed her
Showering love all over
Her feelings and pain all ceased
Turning her numb!

They said,” I am in trouble
Won’t you help me out? ”
She responded back unexpectedly
Provoking rather than helping.

Now she made them work themselves
Instead of doing everything.
And though they said she loved no more
She had switched to hard love.

A Villian

The most hated amongst all
Blames never missed to give him a call

The one people used to frighten
A bogey man for children

Someone who is cursed by all
Was he separated from people by a wall?

Someone who took pleasure in pain
for people was a cause of rain

Someone so sadistic as death
Would not leave without taking breath

For whom pain and rain was a bliss
Without having people so life would be amiss

But none inquired why it was so
Why he loved making people blue

What was he cursed with and by whom
What caused on him the fall of doom

What pain he hid in his bosom
Which flowers he witnessed being crushed before blossom

After Effects

He called her multiple times
by multiple names in a row
nothing seemed to affect her
she had turned insensitive!

He pampered her like a princess
cuddled whenever he could
expressing his love all the time
how she meant the world.

He kissed her on forehead
extended support whenever needed
but she seemed ungrateful
as if all was worthless.

Time had turned him sober
his behavior cherish-able
but now she was so numb
bleeding from the wounds of his anger.

Now he desired her more than ever
and she no more felt the same
her love had been wasted away
her feelings lost in a memory leak!