Tenaciously Unwilling=ME

Every day goes by like the last

It seems that time flies too fast

I close my eyes and ask it to stop

I look at the clock and another minute has passed

I think to myself?

What would I do if I weren't consumed

Consumed by the world and all that it is

The obligations attached to being successful and popular

What would I do?

Embrace those that I love?

Care for those that I don't?

Learn how to love those I hate?.

Enjoy every moment I get?

Forget about what means nothing ?

Remember all that means everything?

Make a joke when I shouldn't?

Laugh even though its not funny?

Cry when I'm happy?

Never fear, it only wastes time?

Show the devil when he's met his match?

Cast out my demons forever?

Travel the world and see?

Stand on the highest mountain?

Be the heart of a dead country...

Make my own music?

Even though it doesn't rhyme, make my own poem?

Sing my own songs?

Make new friends?

Accept different cultures?

Eat weird food?

Hug, kiss, and never let go?

All the things that I used to think were so important

I now realize mean nothing

All I want to do is help those who can't help themselves

All the money in the world can't buy my happiness

All the joys of doing what I love

All means nothing in the face of God if

All I have is nothing for him

In a matter of 60 seconds

I've figured out the secret of life

But now I'm falling asleep

Will I remember when I wake up?

Humne jisko...

Chaha tha humne jisko..

Wo kabhi mila hee nahi.

Laakh koshish ki..

Magar faasla mita hee nahi.

Jholi failakar maanga tha jisse..

Khuda ne kissi dua ko suna hee nahi..

Kitni shiddat se chaha tha...

Aur wo kissi aur ka ho gaya...

Shayad iss jahan mein wafa ka sila hee nahi..

Aye mere humnasheen ye dua hai meree..

Tujhe zindagi mein...wo sukoon miley.

Jo mujhe kabhi mila hee nahi

Michael Jackson

"Michael Jackson "

I heard this name for the first time when I was mere 8. Tapori people who drank bhang on the event of Holika..were screaming something.. "oye Micharl Jakson ki owlaad..chal apna naach gaana band kar...aur mera ishtyle dekh " . I was standing in my balcony...as I just don't like weirdly throwing colours at someone..or just be a slave of my friend's pichkaari. At that point of time..what all I came to know was that this personality "Michael Jakson" is a brand name.. .. .. and I am not a fan of him.. I was a kid and just went to my room with a thought what Mr. Jakson did..that hez so famous..that a man..whose isn't in his senses..can howl his name??

As we say..Time answers itself..in the best way..and I found

he the "King of POP " .. He is a person..which will force you to humm his song in the beginning..later on...you wud be screaming the same..with your guitar as your companion..The way he had picturized himself..I don't hesitate...calling him IMMORTAL . Even though he went off fom this world...he wasn't anything...apart from being PERFECT . Uptil wotver I have seen in these 16years and 11months...that hez the only one..who was worshiped..critisized..and worshiped again..

Now there is a big fuss created even on his death..

Hmm...I wish he lives peacefully in his grave atleast...AMIN.

Power of Pain

I sat alone another day.
The world was moving all around me,
but it seemed as if my life was in a standstill.
The doctors say its anxiety.
Everyone thinks anxiety means nervousness or fear,
but it is deeper than that.
Anxiety holds you prisoner.
You can't leave your house.

Ding
Dong
Ding
Dong

The doorbell rings but I can't answer.
There is too much fear inside.
You can't answer the phone.

Ring
Ring
Ring

"Telephone for you!" my family yells. I
tell them to say that I will call back, but I won't.
You can't eat.

Chomp
Bite
Chew

No, not me. The anxiety
even controls that. All the pain rushes back up with
every little thing I eat.
You can't go out.

Step
Step
Step

Everyone walking around me, but I can't move, the
apprehension paralyzes me.
Everyone says, "Be brave. You can do it. You'll make it out of this."
But sometimes I wonder if I will.
I try to combat it all, but if I attempt to do anything,
it all starts over again.

Thump
Thump
Thump

My heart beats faster and faster.
I can feel it in my chest.

Beads of sweat
Racing
Falling
Running down my forehead.
All the thoughts swarm in my brain.
The fear picks up.
It is unbearable.
I'm so frightened, but I don't know what of.
The paranoia sweeps over my body like a giant wave.
Every day I have to fight what seems to be a losing battle.
But then . . . I look outside.
I see the colors.
I see the life.
I see spirit.
I know I can do this.

Hope
Pray
Win

just another day...

That was just another day...when I was born..well there was nothing special that day...and this world still moved on...

Happiness surrounded my family...a baby...innocent.. inside me..
thought...are yew really that special?

Tym went..on..and on..on...
still I think wat is special about me...that I came to this world?

Being an only child brings responsibility...did I realize them?
Did I fullfill them?

That was just another day...when I realised...
I m a nerd...not even worth a penny....

Tym went on..and on...and on...
hey...I have to decide...wat I wanna do in future...do I know better?

That was just another day...I got up...yawning...my dad asked me at 6 in the morning...
switch on yewr computer Doll...(an evil laugh)..lets see..from wat height did yew fall...

Tym was running..defeating every second...I thought..is my life under control of myself?
Then why this super fast beating heart of mine...isnt undr my control..can't I rule it?

That was just another moment..when my 10th standard result popped out..of the window of
my computer..omighosh!! 81% aww...so less !!

Realized I ruined my life...then a voice came from inside...
yew r wat yewr r...yew r the only one..
yew r original...man...why to see otherz?

From that moment I made a deciosion..I wont ever look back...I will move on...
wat will I get shedding those tears? I will move on...the day passed with fone calls
of my family frenz..my frend...some gave courage....some..had put me down...but I have
to move on...to see just another day..

Next day....ahh...I got up at 7 in the morning..yawning...
That was just another day..but..was sepcial coz of a fone call again..I got a confidence booster
I partyed...after dayz...I was happy again...after yearz..

That was just another day...but really special...coz this day...I realized the value of MYSELF

(((((IT'S JUST MUSIC, MUSIC, MUSIC)))))

And when i take to singing a tune...i lose friends
They say my chords weren't born to make song
And i always chime in retort: '''That all depends,
Whether tin-eared listeners...have got it wrong''
Yet... it really matters not, if my voice be a moan
For no one needs to listen...i can croon all alone
It's just Music, Music, Music....the temple of song
Those who want to join in, follow me...sing along
For it's Music, Music, Music, and all that its worth
To me it's a like a sprinkling...of a new melody on Earth

Worst poem ever wrote...

this is the worst poem ever written
it feel like you have just been bitten
By a bat or a dog
It comes at you right from the fog
as I said its really shit
and will not become a hit
in-fact it is the worst poem ever wrote
and should be thrown from a boat
Please, please, please don't read this rhyme
and to not give it your sweet time
You should just walk on by
this poem is like a needle in your eye
just like magic you maybe turned into a toad
as I said this is the worst poem ever wrote.