MY BELOVED LAND

I have a ruined world of thoughts,

My rhymes are barren insomniac sleeps,

Some where lost in haunted scary dreams,

Still this world is my beloved land,

It is a payment for the quest I paid,

This is inception,

When minds travels million lands!!

RANDOM THOUGHTS

Though life is poisoned in moments only,

Some even died unconditionally in these self chains,

And the one who came out alive,

They were the true Kafirs of life. 

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Slaves!!

This society is completely insane. They sit in a group of sheep, decide some thing on your personal choices eg whether you should marry or not, with whom you should get marry, what should be your age while you are marrying, what should be the age difference between life partners. What ever may be the reasons of marriage they always prefer a suppressed, less empowered, at least three or four years younger girl than a boy.

 I personally think this is how society worked for years and kept their patriarchy in place so they can dominate the girls powerfully, economically, physically, sexually and socially. It is again very strange to see how Indian parents hide every thing about the proposal of marriage and try match making behind their children's back and when every thing is fixed they want their children should be ready, prepared to stay with a complete stranger whole their lives whether they are able to make pace or not. They should agree like an obedient child. This semi patriarchy (I call it semi patriarchy because I see women are equally blessed with that chauvinist thinking as men are). Indians are more interested to know the future, education, job etc for their boys and when it is a girl they only wants to know when the marriage will happen, though guaranteed is nothing in today's world. Marriages have been failures. Lovers have been in fake relationship. Love marriages turned in divorce, arranged marriage continued even when women faced drastic domestic violence. I do not know what compelled them to continue in fake rituals that take their life, individuality, suppressed and left you on a brink of psychological collapse. I have known great failed love stories. And I have read stories like Karva Ka Vart by Yashpal where women face domestic violence and still do fast for her husband. I do not call it part of culture rather I will call it blind faith and ignorance to ignore your self respect. That is the reasons women have been puppet of male chauvinism. 

I WELCOME YOU HERE

There is a world inside,
Where I got the way,
How the world pass away,
How words stab like a knife,
How abandoned survived a life,
I have gone to the places,
Stranded by travellers,
I have gone to the humans,
Left by their better half,
I have gone to the temples,
Filled with lies,
I have gone to the feminists,
Frowned seeing traditional ladies,
These are the roots that clutch,
I am embossed in these roots,
You are like me,
I am like you,
And we all are like each other,
Lost and afraid,
Fragile and weak,
Bound in these chains,
Every one is muffled,
But this stillness of the world says it all,
Do not hide in these chambers,
Let the art dance in this chaos,
Let the angel sink in your soul.

You Have the Key

I do not know why souls die,

And why they start to lie,

Miles away in this shattered land,

I have seen a world,

Beneath their dried blood,

Yes! Their heart was filled once,

With opulence charm,

And we had the ocean of love,

They were the locked door,

And you had the key!!

BAS YU HI

Bekhof Bas Yu Hi Daudte,

Mere Sehar Ke Raste,

Ek Chhota Sa Safar Hai,

Jaha Na Mod Hai,

Na manjile!!