REMORSE INSTIGATES RAGE

The surroundings are unfavorable
Every day begins with a battle

Bouts of hopelessness
Keep intensifying my harshness

Millions of questions are asked
The dreaded faces of bigots remain masked

The bitter smiles on their faces
Continue devastating my imaginations in phases

My heart bleeds and so does my soul
This is not the creative world in whole

Promises have started falling apart
My dreams are poised to depart

Suffocated is my inner self
By observations of their outer selves

They question my honesty
They overlook my amnesty

My mind has now become volatile
My thoughts have ceased to remain fragile

Little is left to be forgive now
The war has to begin now

No mercy shall be shown
To the agony home grown

Be it blood or be it sweat
The inner evil just can’t wait

To put an end to this hypocrisy
And look ahead to creative decency

- vociferous

THE IMPORTANT YOU

Intoxicated by our love
I remain content

When I don’t hear you
I go deaf

When I don’t see you
I go blind

When I don’t feel you
I go senseless

When I don’t smell you
I go lifeless

Addicted to your presence
I remain pertinent

-vociferous

LOVE BOUND

I can’t define
I can’t confine
My love for you

I can’t express
I can’t impress
The way I love you

I can’t ignore
I can’t explore
The reasons why I love you

I can’t deny
I can’t defy
My love filled feelings for you

I can’t stop
I can’t hop
I am so much in love with you

I can believe
I can accept
There is no one but you and I love you

-vociferous

A DARK DAY IN THE CITY BY THE BAY

A bag of death,
A meal box of disaster,
A pouch of callousness,
Reasons are many clues are none.

A leg apart,
A hand away,
A body drenched in blood,
This is the way the lifeless were carried away.

A weeping soul,
A yelling self,
A disgruntled survivor,
Narrate the tale of experiences aghast.

A politician comments,
A scion talks,
A ruler remarks,
We shall rise and conquer.

A day of harshness,
An evening of blackness,
Threatened by the lawless,
Battered is a city loveless.

A dream lies shattered,
A truth roams naked,
A desire remains half lived,
The peace shall never return.

A city loved by the world,
A destination revered by many,
A home cherished by millions,
Lies bruised, threatened and wounded.

-vociferous

WHY ARE YOU A MYSTERY?

Smiling silently,
Conversing softly,
Visiting my dreams,
Leaving me lonely…
Why are you a mystery?

Touching unknowingly,
Arriving quietly,
Catching me unawares,
Disappearing surprisingly…
Why are you a mystery?

Promising sweetly,
Abandoning sorrowfully,
Surrounded by questions,
To which, you never reply…
Why are you a mystery?

Always dreamy,
Forever friendly,
Suffering in silence,
Living life like a fairy….
Why are you a mystery?

-vociferous

MY HEART HAS GONE CRAZY

Making excuses of being busy,
It seems to be in a mood to get groovy,
At the blink of an eyelid it has ran loony,
Look at my heart, it has gone crazy.

Breaking rules, defying barriers,
Travelling to unknown destinations,
Connecting with the unconnected,
Look at my heart, it has gone crazy.

Beginning conversations with the unfriendly,
Getting bumpy, growing grumpy,
Moving restlessly, bouncing boundlessly,
Look at my heart, it has gone crazy.

Love is what people say might be the cause,
Endlessly it moves without a pause,
Thoughts in my mind have gone hazy,
Look at my heart, it has gone crazy.

Love is not the reason, I know,
Still my heart has no destination to go,
Leaving me tired, making me lazy.
Look at my heart, it has gone crazy.

-vociferous

The cast spelling YOU

When I look into your eyes…
I always tend to look at them twice.

Curiously searching for something they are…
As if in quest of a deeper meaning they are.

Then I look at your hair…
Sometimes smooth, sometimes mischievous they are.

They talk briskly to your admirers…
And guard your beautiful forehead from your pursuers.

Gradually as I focus on your nose…
A little round and like the bud of a rose.

Smelling the aroma of excitement around…
It makes the entire world turnaround.

And then there are those lips…
Soft like flower petals and sweet little chips.

They move animatedly when you talk…
And seldom ease when you stop.

That cute little black beauty spot…
Complements your look of being a different sort.

It protects you from the evil eye…
Or does it take your admirer to a poetic high?

The YOU in entirety
The YOU in everything
The YOU who casts a spell

-vociferous