Monday, March 7, 2011

lone in a lane

this whole crowd is nt enough...d boy need more....more peoples ...to depart him frm being lonly.
Smthing is clutching him frm inside..creatin lumps in his throat ..makin it impossible to breathe.....dis feeling is itchin in his nerves.
Al he want to do is to shout ..to gav al his pain a new way to let go n free his body......
Bt all dat is hapnin to him is worst then his thinkin..it is miles away frm him. D boy is thinkin what to do. Wel 1 thing is certain dat he wil nt let dis unknwn fear hurt him.


2day he want al his frnds to cal him..all d world to talk wid him..to tel him dat they care 4 him. He knw dat they do.
Bt 2day he want to dissolve him into the crowd. Let go of himself. He is a little insecure..bt nw.. He jus want sm1 to hug him.

Al he knw dat he wil b okay in a lil while..so he is a lil patient...n den d dark clouds may go as soon as they had arrived

Saturday, March 5, 2011

moving ahead

staggering......he went ahead on his way......the fall earlier had taught him a lesson.....now he's strong.......strong enough to look up above over his pain....towards d view..the road that lies ahead of him is unpredictable.....but he is happy bcause its d road he had chosen...it is his decision.....and nothing  gonna making him regret it.... he had find his relief...d only way to forget the world...the music make him forget all his worries......the moment he plugs the earphone in his ear.....he got switched off from all the betrayal.all the hard words...all the misunderstandings

the music makes him forgot all the mean things that had happened to him.............no matter how his friends make fun of him for his  earphones dangling by his sides..............he never gonna leave it.....he had a hard walk ahead...he know that.....even in his dreams he sometime cried over his past....but he now know how to make lemonade from the lime of events ........
he looks around...its too hot here with the sun trying just to focus on you.....but he has to walk....


trying to keep pace with the crowd going by his side.........he's making his own way ...a bit creative...and a little innocent......he want to improve himself....to take down all the hurdles....all he want to get is his dream...
he had a list of it....some silly some very silly......and some very very silly...but each has a deeper meaning in his life........how he yearn for them...the many restless nights ,he had spent thing only of his dreams........only he knew..
but he is now on his journey...on his quest..for getting what everyone once thought to be a nonsense........but he know what he want....and he will one day.................................yes one day

"what once was a dream.....
 is  the one you now live with...
the one which you dream now..
will make a cause for someone to live with"   "Lemonade"

Friday, March 4, 2011

betrayed sunshine


the boy is on his own again....left alone,shattered , tornd apart.....bt he is still not cryin...it takes guts nt 2 do so.....what if he's a boy......he also hav a heart ...it earlier was...bt what nw,?......bt he's nt cryin coz he has hope....every time he fall....he fall hard n flat...bt life has tought him a lesson...he deserves to learn that lesson, coz he has fallen so many time......d lesson was to go on...no matter alone or in a crowd...it is u walking that matters...life is like a river...u stop its flow n it stagnets....smells like hell......ya it hurts a bit , sumtimes a lot...bt what it do to ur life ,its upon u......if u try to rip open ur heart evrytime ,trying to blame sum1...........u will just b going on paining u alone...in a loop....infinitely
 bt d boy laugh...yes he laugh......his eyes r still moist bt he is nw laughing.....he is laughin on his fall even b4 any1 gets a chance to do so...........he stands ....his back is strong...every fall makes it more strong towards d pain ahead....he try to walk....staggers a bit....whats dis drop ...its nt d tear u r assuming...every1 trying to see dat only.....its d damn rain.....wow thats perfect....nw mayb it cn give his tears a clog or a mask....a mask of carelessness.....even d days r dark 4 him...he has got more wid him then he had lost....he has friends ....he knw they r on their way when they knew he is hurt......they r his lifes most precious gift.......mostly boys.....girls.......r a amenace 4 him...he knw his sense of humor will return ,...it always do.....its d thing people  like best in him.....ya it has returnd.........well....once again he had learned a lesson in life...............