Oh times

Who is the liar
Who says time
Waits for none?
For it doesn't leave,
It stays with me
All the time. 

Winner

I was set to sail,
On a paper boat.
Others had battleships,
I wasn't focused to win,
Just barged in
Without contemplating
The winds.

When the waters
Touched my tool,
I couldn't keep afloat
Appeared like a fool
Went round and round
Until I had to drown.

Deep inside
I settled for a while;
The spirit in me
Swam like a submarine.
Although out of sight
I reached the other side.

I saw everyone there
Fatigued, lost, sad
Standing hand in hand.
There was one loner
Standing like a loser,
He was also glad
As a single solo winner.

Stars

You must be a winner?
To be in the good books
Of self-help?
What about the authors
Who're writing their stories
On life's page?
Surviving with resilience
Despite odds, hard work?
Slogging for their families
Yet not making it right?
Would you never let them write?

They’re caged in credit cards, EMIs
Shelved forever as losers?
They fall every moment, never succumb
Only winners would you welcome?
You neglect them in silence
Though in the defeat, lies their success.

They're the warriors
Who battle in the game
Their names are quite defamed;
These readers need to be written
Aren't daily losers the real winners!

The majority who lose
Yet participate on the stage
Kudos to you my friends!
You are the dudes from whom
People should learn to strive,
You need to be heard and read
How you fall and rise
Every day and night
Like the stars in the sky!

Belief system

Our belief systems,
The real mayhem.
Like a child, we are
Far too blind,
Cannot breathe
Without them.

We need to change
The pattern of thoughts,
Chaining us for years
In our compelling cage.

It is difficult to
Convince a teenager
That being thirty
Isn't quite old,
By running after oil
We're running into holes
Energies are drained,
Real issues, put on hold.

It is impossible to explain
Those dumb delinquents
That nuclear weapons
Flaunting toys of
Boisterous boys
Do not make anyone bold.

Proverbs and words
Fail to achieve their goals,
Juvenile fads
Mesmerized with
All that glitters
As charmingly gold.

And all that litters
In the oceans and the seas
Thanks to the immature
Business wannabes
Is creating ruckus
In the world manifold.

Between hell and heaven
Lies the belief system;
Change the way
We'd played the game,
We'll not get suffocated
In the claustrophobic air
Wars will wither, peace will reign.

Pure bliss

Practise and come to a state
From where you cannot not
Love and bless,
Even those who come and
Openly slap on your face.

This is not weakness, this
Is inner power, infinite bliss. 

Target

Target

Target is like a tiger
On which we ride
Getting off it
Kills our pride. 

Information

Information

Information is king?
It is nothing!
Speak the truth,
The missing tooth. 

Hello dear CEO

Hello dear CEO
Of such a 
Renowned company! 
I am this blind fan, 
Who've now become 
Your employee. 
I'd love to remain 
Your admirer;
Fingers crossed, 
Let me see. 

Calling

Calling

I am a BIG loser.
Maybe! So what?
Despite waves of failures,
In dozens and in scores,
I haven't drowned,
I am still afloat.

I am an indomitable survivor,
My HUGE success is that
I give a hand to those
Who desperately need me,
Maybe this was my calling
Which, for long
I wasn't able to see. 

In the dark

Heaven, a special guest,
Comes stilly each night,
To visit hell.
Hell welcomes,
Willingly hosts
In the dark.

When the day breaks
The blue gets washed,
The gray disappears
They kiss each other
Good bye...
Heaven, fresh as it were,
Takes off, drawing
Its day's strength
To look down upon
The entertainer.

In between, on the earth,
An owl is watched
By an eagle,
A squirrel is playing
Somersault,
While underneath a tree
A motivational guru
Talks on the possibility
Of holistic transformation;
How it is possible to change
Inside out, upside down.
The eager students are chanting
Hymns, in praise of the sun
And the blue sky.

Hell, with its ghosts,
Remains in the dark,
Buried in hell.