Faded scribbles

Write-erase
Write-erase
Write-erase & write
Till it gets engraved in my skin
Of felted memories & sadistic pleasures

I bleed
Red and blue
My nerves cry a soulful moan
I lie there with stain forever
Stain to cherish
Stain of pain

They tear the pages i wrote with my hand
Can they
Tear the moments i lived?
Can they
Tear erase undo each second
Can they? Undo

I am no joker
But i laugh on myself
Naive they say
I wish to be
Of the inhumanly ways of living

And cry

I m no kite
But i fly very often
Bird they say
I wish to be
Of the sailing ways in air define
And try

Write erase and erase it all
Destroy the nerves
But these marks will stay
Like memories of a fragrant clay

Mold them once again
I will. I will. Reshape. Regain.

Until then
You write erase
Cyclical style.

- Diary of an Oxymoron 

सुना है

सुना है
गाव के उस पार
कुछ लोग आए हैं
कहते हैं
देश को बदलेंगे
पर क्या वह
हमसे भी पूछेंगे
हमें क्या चाहिए
क्या वह
हमें भी कुछ करने देंगे
अपने भविष्य के लिए
क्या वह
हमें भी लिखने देंगे
अपनी कहानी?

सुना है
देश बदल रहा है
पर क्या हम भी बदलेंगे
देश के साथ

- Diary of a Oxymoron

Rainbow Hues

Crumbled pieces undefined

A splash of colour invisible

Moods of loss and memories destined

Its a rainbow, Its a rainbow

Flowing fabrics woven with words

Wind takes over the game

Oh so beautiful the ugly mind of mine

Its a rainbow, Its a rainbow

Lost in the miseries of the time

Blinded by the passion of the rhyme

Pick up a random lingering thought

Its a rainbow, Its a rainbow

Chuckled at the thought of life

Its a dilemma of the knife

cut or chop, self or memories

Its a rainbow, Its a rainbow

Its a rainbow, black and white

Its a rainbow, invisible light

Its a rainbow so far so near

Its a rainbow, why fear?

- Diary of an Oxymoron

Crossroads

At crossroads
There is no menu
You are often served a blast from the past
Or a question from the future

At crossroads
There is no helping hand
To guide you to the light
To make you strong for the fight

At crossroads
You stand alone
As past rewinds n future turns hazy
Do you stop ur nerve cells from being lazy?

At crossroads
You take the leap
That one step seals a deal
That one slap breaks the dream to real

At crossroads
You are taught lessons that make u rewise
And questions from every book u ever read
Every thing you ever said

At crossroads
There is just you
Just you guiding urself
And nothing else matters

At crossroads
You grow up, you turn braindead
Often mistake ideas you are fed
Into nothingness

At crossroads
Standing at crossroads
Hit by a car
Not yet arrived

At crossroads
Lights turn blue
And people turn green
How do you ignore everything
And take the leap????

- Diary of an Oxymoron

the end of the tunnel

The cursor stares at me
Questions my intention of being so attached
I make another click sound and it snaps

The over burdened keys of iMine
Are tired of my fingers lingering over
They fail to fulfil my desire, of being better

Just when I fall in love with sense
Technology fails me
I start all over again, like a lab rat

Is this my destiny?
sitting and puking words out of my hands
Or there is more to come, worth cherishing?

I might fall in love, again
But no, i should not
Because the pleasure that this process has given me
Is painful in its own sultry way
I might give up,
But, not today, yet another day.

Oh the endless cycle of sense
Your monotony is killing me
What awaits?
Awaiting to be free.

-Diary of an Oxymoron