AGAIN...

In a robust mood to rebel again,
In no mood to be caught up in juxtaposition,
I being called sane insane…

Having lived by the might of pen,
Having accustomed the mind to pain,
I am set to begin again…

Challenging it seems to sustain,
Challenging my vision repeatedly to refrain,
I wish to romance the pen again…

Years have come and gone in vain,
Years have teased me of being inane,
I am zero thrilled to just idly remain…

Holding a sphere of ideas in my hands again,
Holding my head high in the crowd again,
I am all set to write for my right again…

-vociferous

FOR YOU MY MOTHER

For all the nine months,
you kept me alive in your womb.


For all the late nights,
you remained awake to see me sleep.


For all the birthdays,
you arrived early with gifts aplenty.


For all the happiness,
you brought to me with a smile.


For all the hardships,
you braved to make my life easy.


For all the tears,
you cleansed with your barren hands.


For all the achievements,
you cheered with a joy filled heart.


For all the silence,
you maintained over my frustrations.


For all the pain,
you went through to heal me.


For all the books,
you made me read to become a writer.


For all the food,
you made me fall in love with eternally.


For all the clothes,
you shopped for to make me look smart.


For all the feelings,
you shared to add strength to my emotions.


For all the pardons,
you granted to my mischievous antics.


For all the love,
you still continue to shower on me.


For all the innocence,
you practice in never being harsh on me.

I will remain the son that I am.
I shall try to be the good son you dreamt of.

-vociferous

THIS DAY, THAT YEAR

On this day of that year

When bitterness was not so dear

Floating over the ocean

Dressed in a killing gear

They breached the city of dreams

Unleashing a nightmare

Releasing cryptic fury

They painted a night of dire and fire

Shedding blood, draining bullets

A city was made the target

By fanatics who conspire

They silenced lives

They silenced voices

They silenced desires

Moving around with killing machines

There seemed to be no end to the regime

Cops were gunned

Security was shunned

In a group of ten

They left the city in pain

Sponsored by our nation’s neighbor

We still take their terrorizing favors

Vomiting talks of peace

Our leaders appease

We urge to put an end

To this nonsense please

No more bloodshed shall we bear

In the face of terror

We daringly stare

Let us reply in bullet for a bullet

And let us stand in support

Of 26/11 Martyrs – The Great

Let us pray for their bleeding souls

And let us all pledge in whole…

- vociferous

WHAT I HAVE?

I have no guitar to strum a song
I have no car to drive along.

I have no flowers to impress
I have no words to express.

I have no gifts to share
I have no crystal to stare.

I have no diamonds to sparkle
I have no secret to marvel.

But I do have a heart, which beats apart
And I desire to make this heart a part of your heart.

- vociferous

UNFORGETTABLE

The first drizzle of rain
The first moment of gain
The first flash of success
The first splash of newness

The first brush of romance
The first step of dance
The first walk of morning
The first date of evening

The first glimpse of blush
The first whisper of hush
The first song of road
The first language of code

Simply UNFORGETTABLE
without you
Never PERISHABLE when
around you

- vociferous

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