TOYS...

I know myself than anyone else,
 I thought...
But there are people who
Know about me more...


They play with my mind and
Make me sad for long...
And they just walk away,
By waving and laughing at me...


My mind is like a toy,
Which is spoiled by a small child...
Only because he or she
Loves it so much....


I feel irritated and 
Hurt myself so much,
Just because one thing
That the feelings 
May hurt them as well.... 


By the passage of time
I understood that,
They are just like the child who
Loves and plays with the toy....
But throw it away,
When they get bored.........!

TRIANGLES

Midnight was dreamy,
With a cold wind,
And stars....
I was on the terrace,
Making pictures,
Joining stars...


After drawing in mind a lot, 
I noticed three stars---
' The one star which 
  Remains away
  Resembled me a 
  Lot of things'---


I hate triangles
Although i love 
The forms i make...!


There is a bond between,
The three points 
In a triangle.
But the bond tends to weaken
With the growing distance....


And almost in all cases
One point is more away....
And i used to be
That one....!

A JOURNEY


I took a bus to home...
   It was late in the night,
   No one were with me,
   No family, no friends..


I sat on the window seat,
   Looking straight into darkness,
   A spark or thought came to me,
   Lets go for the last stop of the bus...


The thought started to grow intense...

   I couldn't decide 

   whether to go for it,

   I had no money to return back

   And didn't know about the place...

  

 To live in a place, 

   Where no one know me,

   That thought was enough 

    To attract me more...

At last the bus stopped
    Near by my home,
   And as you know
    I stepped down.........!!!