Scribbling

Scribbling:

"I feared being trapped

Dreaded it and more

Chocked upon tears

Clinged upon wings

Till the moment i realized

I was a guest in the cellar

With a crown to celebrate

To ensure my happiness

I was offered

A little extra space

And this I must appreciate..."

Sin…!

We crave and more for

The glory unknown

Beyond the mud-laden paths

And what not

For perversities of our fancy

For a life too bright

Kills an infant dream

Where cruelty belies

A tale of liberty

That died alone

Unable to understand

Why did it seek

An escape from its cocoon

Oh! The temptation

To know or not to know

For knowing is a sin

One must commit

At the cost of being expelled

Of its roots, alas!

Praveen Parasar

25/08/2016

Scribbling:

Scribbling:

"I feared being trapped

Dreaded it and more

Chocked upon tears

Clinged upon wings

Till the moment i realized

I was a guest in the cellar

With a crown to celebrate

To ensure my happiness

I was offered

A little extra space

a generosity not seen often 

And this I must appreciate..."

Dear You…

“You want love at your own convenience

As one does their daily chore

Of cooking, washing and cleaning

For you consider like any other feeling

You say you don’t want to eat when you don’t feel hungry

And so you say of love, probably you are right

What right one has to force themselves over you

You must choose when you want to love one and when you do not

If one cries foul, you must shunt them away and close them behind

For you cannot entertain intruders

They are dangerous, addicts

Who would trap you in their lizard like faces

And crocodile tears, only to

Suffocate you beneath their false tales

You must not listen to them

You are right, for you choose to listen to yourself

You must not give way to anyone

Who tries to deceive you with an idea

‘Love is different - you must carry a mutual feeling’ hell no!

Beware of such evil eyes, save yourself

Let the world burn if it must

Sleep well dear you, you must be tired. Remember

Love will come to you if it needs you

Love will come to you if you demand it

You must own love as one owns a puppet

And put it on display; with all your affection, for the world to see

You are kind-hearted after-all…”

Praveen Parasar

13/08/2016

Tragedy of Wanderer

Scribbling:

Tragedy of Wanderer:

“Our life revolves around moment where we do not mean what we say, what we do, what we hear, or what we tend to crave for. And then there are moments when suddenly adjectives change their meaning and our lives turn upside down, only for us to carry corpse of our heart in a body made to stand strong - pretend even stronger. Emotions have purpose and we have mastered the art of displaying it deceivingly.

Forget and forgive; now he understood its meaning, something we end up applying upon self more than anyone else. We scream for light as darkness would leave ourselves on display naked and it is never going to be easy to confront. We are fragile where we expect to draw strength from, we could hide ourselves all day, yet the night would know.