VERSUS

I inflicted hurt to tall egos

In the competition of indulgent ideals

To prove my HONESTY

I broke rules to make mine

In the midst of supreme tyranny

To unleash my REBELLION

I defied limits to emerge victorious

In the chaos of ineffective regulars

To strengthen my IDENTITY

I walked sluggishly to finish last

In the rat race of stealing credits

To proclaim my EXISTENCE

I wrote outrageously to forge networks

In the bad world of untruthful convictions

To survive my PASSION

I broke hearts to heal wounds

In the times of blind love

To reclaim my HONOUR

I killed myself to live myself

In the game of dangerous desires

To salvage my DREAMS

- vociferous

AN INCOMPLETE BYPASS

A poem is incomplete

Without words

Words that are incomplete

Without alphabets

Alphabets are incomplete

Without buttons of keyboard

Buttons which need

A special touch of lovely fingers

Fingers that keep laboring

To give birth to words…

Words that lend voice

To many unshared feelings

Liberating expressions

That remain captivated in the mind

The mind which is powered

By ageless imaginations

Imaginations that fuel ideas

And boost creativity

Creativity is incomplete

Without excitement

Excitement that is incomplete

Without motivation

Motivation is left incomplete

Without sermons of positivity

Sermons which need

A vision that perceives beyond

Beyond impossibilities

To create new possibilities

Possibilities that give birth

To golden opportunities

Opportunities that bring

Smiles to faces

Faces known and unknown

And in pursuit of salvation

Salvation from pain

And also from fake happiness

Happiness is incomplete

Without a smile

Smile that is incomplete

Without a reason

Reason that is incomplete

Without an objective

An objective to survive

Through the odds

And live independently

In the abundance of evens

Evens that are melodious

Like a smoothly flowing poem

A poem that is again incomplete

Without words

Words that are again incomplete

Without alphabets

Alphabets that are again incomplete

Without buttons of keyboard

Buttons which again need

A special touch of lovely fingers

Fingers that keep laboring endlessly

To give birth to words…

Words that make us what we are…

-vociferous (in association with Wow Buddy)

IN CONTINUATION

The day engulfs the night

The night eats up the day

The day is teased by the evening

The evening is swallowed by the night

The night is again engulfed by the day

And the game continues…

The right is threatened by the wrong

The wrong is challenged by the right

The right defies lawlessness of the wrong

The lawlessness compounds the wrong

The wrong is again fought by the right

And the cacophony continues…

The bitterness is overpowered by the sweetness

The sweetness is instigated by the bitterness

The bitterness twitches the sweetness

The sweetness twitches back the bitterness

The bitterness is surrendered to the sweetness

And the tussle continues…

The strong befalls the weak

The weak attempts to shatter the strong

The strong stands unfazed by the weak

The weak is left angered by the strong

The strong keeps coaxing the weak

And the competition continues…

The success is faced by the failure

The failure is in pursuit of the success

The success endeavors to endanger the failure

The failure flexes its muscles against the success

The success suffers from the failure

The failure stands crushing the success

And the game continues…

-vociferous

RAINS AND AROUNDS

The poor rebel
The rich complain
Entering the lanes
Barging the bungalows
Drenching dreams
Camouflaging desires
Rain pours seamlessly

A muddle follows
The puddle subdues
Far somewhere
Handful of urchins
Whine for food
And in search of it
Rain comes unwarily

Everyone is same
In the eyes of rains
No one is insane
And most of us so sane
Getting wet in waters
Splashing through gutters
Rain seduces wickedly

Pulling herself beneath
A torn umbrella
The female beggar
Deals with hysteria
High society madam mania
Travels in car singing Mama Mia
Rain instigates endlessly

Wet cigarettes float
Empty plastic bottles
Become instant boats
Tearing the waters apart
Lives in the nude slums
Start falling apart
Rain pours unduly

Lovers embrace
And kiss to make love
In dripping rooms
Feeling the warmth
Relinquishing to every breath
Getting wet together
Rain instigates prudishly

Foes for foes
Friends for friends
Everyone runs hand-in-hand
Taking shelter
From the scamper
Phew the crazy raindrops
Rain follows frantically

-vociferous

RAINS

In my palm,

I clutched the rains,

Asked it for calm,

Urged for more rains.

Drenching my soul,

Spreading addictive fragrance,

Captivating my soul,

I was seduced by the puddle at a distance.

I requested the rains,

To stay longer,

Reminded it of my lone pains,

Asked it to arrive stronger.

But the rains denied,

To descend as I wished for,

It narrated a sad story,

I had never longed for.

The world has changed,

Complained the rains,

There are no humans,

Only inhuman pains.

No one enjoys our arrival,

Everyone grows sad,

And appear to be in denial,

Everyone human feels sad.

We are blamed to drown,

The many innocent lives,

Children of God frown,

For endangering their lives.

I had tears in my eyes,

Kissed the pure water in my palm,

The world has turned so unwise,

Even rains have lost their calm.

The rains will keep coming,

Again and again,

But one day I fear they will disappear,

To never come again.

-vociferous

AFTERTASTE

To the teacup of life,

You added three teaspoonfuls,

Of your sugar like smile,

And made the morning wait for a while.

On the platter of thoughts,

You served handfuls of hope,

Garnished with your trust,

And made the delicious breakfast of joy.

In the bowl of conversations,

You stewed your bountiful memories,

To make it taste spicier,

And made the lunch memorable with emotions.

On the saucer of a lazy siesta,

You spread the butter of excitement,

Making it melt with the warmth of your feelings,

And made the snack of tastiest delight to linger longer.

In the dining plate of life,

You generously doled out,

The pickle of your playful side,

And made the night travel to its dreamiest side.

-vociferous

DANCING WITH CRIMINALS

It was an invitation of temptation 

To become what they were

Little bit of brigands

Whole lot of tormentors

With no dreams to chase

Lost in the haze of heinous crimes

Their homes were havens of blood bathed times

It was a journey of discovery

To explore what they possessed

A treasure of weapons

A fixed deposit of ill desires

Everyone chose the path to conspire

Damaging everything that came their way

To the dance of death they loved to sway

It was an enigma of horrendous clues

To opine on their views

Shoot on sight

Killing anyone is alright

Fearless in their pursuit of power

They neither repented nor longed to care

Bloodshot eyes kept evading emotional tears

It was a gory glory of being lawless

To no deeds of theirs did they ever confess

Living for a day

Dying another day

They doused homes of rich and poor people

Hid in stolen blankets they carried guns and sickles

Shedding blood and mashing human flesh like pickles

It was tough to resist the temptation

To let the mind succumb to criminalization

Every day seemed like night

Every moment of being alive shuddered in fright

Nothing could have been so gravely scary

In pursuit of freedom the mind grew wary

Finally the inner self escaped in a scurry

-vociferous