MILF!!!

Out of Syllabus 34

Everything around me is blacked out…

As if devil had chosen me for its reign.

I stand here feeling ashamed of my sons,

My sons revered for treating me as a mother,

My culture which says, respect the women.

I never knew they will lose control on sheer lust

They betrayed and shattered my hope & beliefs.

Who knows whether they will come for me tomorrow?

Rip me and tear me apart and drink my blood,

And they justify by saying MOTHER I LIKE TO F**K!!!!

Why I shaved my head...

Out of Syllabus 30
 
One day, the masochist in me backed off.
And I felt remorse, regret and deep pain.
Far before, I reached parting of ways,
One lead to love and other one to hatred.
I chose love and traveled through that path.
But later on I realized, I was confounded.
It was too late to go back, so I adopted.
Masochist in me was born & grew stronger.
Until that day, when I felt remorse & regret.
I was so ashamed with myself and my deeds,
so I went and shaved my head completely.
Remorse is the best way to heal oneself.
and I felt that I was healed from my sins.
So I am back to the Masochist I was..... !!!!

Qwerty...

Out of Syllabus 28

People say World is beautiful..
That there are many places to explore..
That it’s too vast for a lifetime ..
And the pleasure it bring is endless..
People say dream is limitless..
That we really live in our dreams.
That dreams guide our life..
That without dream life is empty..
But don’t know why...
Both seems to be one for me.
Both are not vast as told or heard.
Both revolve around a QWERTY keyboard...

Perfect Couple...

Out of Syllabus 27

She doesn't like to make guesses,

And I had made hell lot of them.

She doesn't like to make excuses,

And I had survived due to them.

She doesn't like to debate at all,

And I had made my life as a debate.

She likes movies rather than books,

And I like books more than movies.

She doesn't like to be questioned,

And my life itself is a question mark.

She doesn't like many surprises,

But for me life had been full of them.

She hates me like anything and,

I love her more than anything in world.

Now you tell me whether or not,

We will make the perfect couple....

Egg Poach...

Out of Syllabus 26

It is true that during tough times,
God sent us a faint light of hope.
In one such hard time during life
I got a faint hope which helped me survive
Food, one of the essential thing for life
was becoming tougher for us now a days
It was at that time, this thing came out
and helped us through the tough times
Made by two lives which are sacrificed
for our survival, its known as EGG POACH!!!



NB:- During the tough times at Kolkata where food is made of mustard oil, Egg poach or Bulls-eye as its known in south, was the only thing which helped us to survive.

Spectacles...

Out of Syllabus 24

For some it makes them feel like rock stars

For some it protects eyes from sun light

For some it helps to show they are blind

For some it helps in short sightedness

For some it helps in long sightedness

For some it helps to see things clearly....

But for me it acts as a barrier, which hides

Her eyes and ultimately her heart from me!!!

85mm Spark of Death...

Out of Syllabus 23

What will you do when you think that

you are in deep tension or dilemma

what would you do when you feel that

deep frustration is creeping up on you

Those lonely nights that haunts you

and make you wish you were never born

Then there is this dragon, that breaths fire

which kills you slowly, but definitely...

which helps you to forget, if not take away,

all those nuisance which haunts you.

The thing which is used as refuge by many

The thing which is equally hated by many

85mm spark of death known as CIGARETTE!!!

-[Thanks to Nikhil Kuriakose for title and pic ]-

-[visit:- http://niksnaps.blogspot.com/  ]-

Shooting star...

Out of Syllabus 22

Once in a while a shooting star comes to earth's surface

It is so beautiful to watch it descending.

But once it touches the ground, it is massive destruction.

In one of those dark and lonely skies,

I saw a shooting star, so ablaze and pure that it blinded me,

So pure that it reflected on me and made me pure.

But as soon as it neared, it shattered my heart and dreams

But i never say it was star that shattered my heart 

Instead I say the star stitched my broken heart together

But main thing is that, the stitches do hurt a lot...

And thus goes on the Life & Dreams of a Masochist

Praying, no more shooting stars destructs the Earth....

One day....

Out of Syllabus 15

To be the best is there in the heart of everyone
but to be the worst is there only in few
and i am proud to say i belong to category two
All through my life i competed to become the worst
i thank you, my ZAHIR, for that because,
you brought out the masochist inside me
I dream of becoming the worst one day
you are the one who guides me there day by day
One day you may recognize the crimnal i am
but it does not matter to me anymore, because
I find eternal peace in the chaos I am in.
Let me remind you one thing, the good old words
which goes like "I love you as much as you hate me"...

My 1st poem...

Out of Syllabus 14

Even though I never told you anything,

I know you could read it in my eyes.

Because the pain inside my heart,

can easily be read in my eyes.

Even though I pretend that you are mine,

Inside I know that you will never be mine.

But some truths are meant to be like that.

I know that truth is something else,

But still I want to believe that I am true.

Because life is all about such falsehood.

And I try to live in it, but the pain is unbearable

But once i see your eyes, it starts all over again,

And I knew the fact that I cant forget you...