Sunday, August 18, 2013

Inception!


Inception!

 

I did not yearn to have you remain close

Neither by my side, nor forever tied to my toes

All I wanted is to have you in my memories

Some moments together, to live a life in those

 

I missed to have those chit-chats anymore

To just sit beside, and watch you galore

And fade away in the tick-tock of that wall-clock

As you turn pages of that book, sitting on the floor

 

I never wished to be part of your shining laughter

Neither to your sadness, nor any other chapter, no, never!

I just wished to be that water droplet hanging by your hair

One that fell upon you, when you danced in the rain, so prettier!

 

Time flew past, life going by, it’s all afresh, and it’s all here

We are no more together, and moments of no more tear

Strangers again, only if someone could sew

Those torn pages of the book, you gifted me last year.

 

By: Praveen Parasar

Date: 18/08/2013

 

 

Thursday, August 15, 2013

Independence Day!



Here comes that day again
Day of independence, day of liberty
Day of regaining its lost sovereignty...
Day when we swore to bring back that lost glory

To fall from position of world leader
To fall apart of those invasion and shear
To be ripped in pieces for mere gold and diamonds here
To be ridiculed by them all for being kind and peaceful teacher

To get raped and robbed again and again
To get killed in cold blood again and again
To get butchered for standing to its values
To get kicked and laughed, as it did bear; for ages, all that pain

But enough was enough; it was not a mere sheep
It gave birth to warriors and brave hearts too,
Who vowed to break free those shackles without fear
And to rewrite that story of history with the ink of its blood and golden tear

And today, it has been years of all that
Things have changed, and it’s all much better
True, we still have several wounds to fill, many holes to fill
But, our beauty lies in our persistence and determination
Our desire to keep moving forward despite glitches and hitches…!

By: Praveen Parasar
Date: 15/08/2013

Thursday, August 1, 2013

A Smiley!


 

A Smiley!

 

To walk through fire, to stand by storm

To stay upright when being forced down

To not loose calm amidst rage around

To keep moving forward by the lost ground

 

One needs courage, and guts to rise up

To show one’s choice to accept and suffer

Find its way through the darkened corner

Let own blood melt those chains tangled

 

Suffer, what you must, it will do good

Believe yourself, keep your head high

Smoke some joint and dance by every dawn

Welcome another day with no sign of malign

 

Let yourself burn, let self melt

Let it make you shine like gold, strong as brick

Let it drive you away and distant

Let yourself discover a dreamland everyday

 

Catch a butterfly, and sing it a song

Smile though the heave of pain like insane

No wonder you will come out afresh

Brave like a lion, and roaring in a flash

 

We live for someone, we die for some

We may find ourselves lost at some moment

But, life is a journey, we must accomplish

And walk past waving our hand high as we finish...

 

By: Praveen Parasar

Date: 1/8/2013

 

Thursday, July 11, 2013

A Sinner!


A Sinner!

 

I am a sinner

Sins hidden under my

Good looks, make-ups

Wrap of my smile

I manipulate people

Make them believe

I talk about god

Poison hidden under my tongue

And, lips painted of holy words

Eyes raping them, robbing them

Of their treasure, their worth

I console them in my embrace

Thrones hidden under my skin

Who suck the blood out of their veins

While they await to be freed from their sin

I make them mine

I walk over their flowers

They planted, to gift god

I crush them under my feet

Food for god, made of their flesh

They feel lucky, sacrifice is important

I bring them close to enlightenment

And, keep their heads as souvenir 

I collect sins

I make a tomb of sins

Bricks made of innocents bones

Walls painted of their blood

Decorated of their dead eyes, hopeful eyes

They will look upon me

In the darkness of night

While I sleep on the bed of those dead souls

I am their savior

 

By: Praveen Parasar

Date: 11/07/2013

 

 

Friday, June 28, 2013

Lost love!


Lost love!

 

A ghost, a human

Who defines me?

You or your smile

Your hate, your desire

I float, I laugh

May be few seconds left

On that clock, ruined

Lead all to a new world, follow…!

As you kept watching above

To those stars, planets

One which communicated, or tried

One which could, still in future

As I wait, as I die        

I smell of her perfume

I see her smiling

I vanish through, as she sleeps

In her dreams…

 

By: Praveen Parasar

Date: 27/06/2013

 

Monday, June 17, 2013

Hunt!


"And suddenly a distant question hit him like sniper bullet, why? As he burned her to ashes and threw her butt out onto that garbage. He did feel weak for once; he could not hold his gaze to her already dead eyes. Rather decided to turn away and went back to his chair. Oh! How hard it is to get away from temptation of destroying self. It was raining and air was still filled with smell of her burned skin.

It was not long ago when both of them were holding each other and dancing upon the music played through that old gramophone. He loved to play those big discs through that old box, he felt like magician, who could let music roll through that dead wooden chamber and today with her in his arms he felt powerful, again. He drank, and more and so did her. It was a night of love, love that was ready to surrender to lust.

She fell madly in love with him, she trusted him, and why not. She felt so safe so loved though it was just couple of hours earlier that they met in that pub where she was serving beers to local roadside Romeos, listening to their dirty comments and offers to sleep with them and being raped by their lusty eyes. It had been so common for her that she did not mind it anymore; she would just give a dry smile and return with another glass of beers. But that day was different.

She saw him from a distance. Sitting alone in his neat tuxedo, his hat placed beside silently and a glass of scotch in his hands, which he was soaking slowly, like lost in some thoughts. He was not looking around, or maybe he was not interested in others. She guessed probably he is sad, or may be in search of someone, or someone running away from police! She felt a shiver on that thought and there the moment she was looking at him, he raises his eyes. He looked at her calmly and she felt like being caught red-handed, and first time a smile appeared on her lips that she had lost somewhere for all these years. She could not deny herself anymore. This was a perfect love at first sight for her.  

She enjoyed seeing other woman jealous of her having him, and when they sighed and whispered around, she held him close and gave him a long kiss. He smelled wonderful, like a man, a strong smell of aftershave from his clean-shaved face. She sat on her lap, placed her hand around his neck and gave him a chance to peek through her already boiling cleavage. It was a kind of game for her that night. Game of love, one that finds joy in lust.

Night had grown and so was darkness in that room. They had already lost their clothes and were ready to explore each other. Moans had already started to ruin that music while they kissed each other continuously, like trying to give a mouth to mouth to save each other’s life. What next, she could not think, she was feeling like in heaven. It had been years that she gave herself like this to somebody. She wanted him to tear her apart, lick her skin away from her body, ride her like an animal for whole night; one she wished never to get over. Suddenly she felt coldness of a metal on her neck and before she could surprise herself, a thick line of blood burst through her skin.

He sliced her throat in a flash, and watched her die. She was watching him too through that darkness, one which was taking her life away. Before she could think anything else, she was dead.

He was still looking at her calmly."

Friday, June 7, 2013

Hollowness!


Hollowness!

As that void of hollow moment swallowed me
Lost mind, eyes closed, yet heart rejoiced
Darkness has something beautiful inside
Darkness amidst flickering of those tiny stars!

Moments of devoid between tick-tock of an ever running clock
What happens there, in that moment?
When there exists no time, neither world, nor we
Slaves of light, we run behind, cry for solace, pray for freedom!

Moments of non-existence amidst love and hate
When one kisses, let its tongue melt inside, or
When one kills, let its hand stiffen over that neck
Who exists there, a fair angel with a dark black shadow?

One in destitute, even while drowning in orgasms
Seeking, wanting, an ever-deprived, never filling need
Greedy soul, or body, who needs, who asks
As loath of flesh and blood rules it all, another fight erupts
Better is this color, or better is that dimension?

Moments of uncertainty, of unknown fear, of shaken believes
Promises lose their meaning; hand does not hold anyone anymore
One does not trust in that statue anymore, or unto that sign
Mortality takes over everything, a mere piece of rock
Or words by a nomad, or a cunning soul who wished
To be prayed by all of them, to be their destiny, and
To laugh in silence to see those tricks working, must be proud
God, devil, part of same coin, one might wonder!

Standing in a graveyard, dark, silent
What better it could go, mind plays, heart wobbles
Let it be all hidden, cover it all under blackness of night
Night! Hollow as a woman’s lie in her smile,
Empty as a man’s promises in his words
Deceitful as that moment of them holding each other
Looking upon a broken star, wishes that brings true, but
Only if they would have had any, hollow moments
Darkness sooths, hides, makes thing disappear, or
Let them appear as they are; who knows, one might wonder!

By: Praveen Parasar
Date: 05/06/2013

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