Whispering melodies

This ought to be easy,
This ought to be simple.
I have written so much,
Varied and diversified.
Such topics I felt,
So many people I touched.
Thus I know well,
This topic is nothing but simple.
Yet..
Yet somehow I am not able to manage.
Not able to write on this topic.
What should I write about?
The history is vast, the future wide.
My feelings I know,
My eyes are bright.
I feel alive, too alive I may add.
Its a burden too huge.
But I shall be the Hercules.
I shall do the needful.
‘The Poem’ shall be written.
The ultimate poem shall be written.

I shall seek the darkness..
Light around me shrieks.
Its too much, I shudder..
Darkness has its own peace.

Seeing everywhere since the dawn of time..

A minute; a tiny little flaw,

That has taken the world by storm..

I ask for this to end,

Not for other’s, just me.

Its a humble request..

And a mighty quest.

Let me be sane.. again.

Let me be sane.. again.

 

Everyone has a trivial problem..

Someone is living on the edge..

Someone is scared of the edge..

A child is going gaga over a toy..

A man is killing insanely.. OH! Boy.

I want to separate myself from this.

I want to be normal and different.

Let me be sane.. again.

Let me be sane.. again.

 

Make this wish come true..

Make me saner than others.

I know living with sanity is tough..

I know I have mettle enough..

I do not care you are God or Devil..

I do not care you are Good or Bad..

If you can, just do it.

Let me be sane.. again.

Let me be sane.. again.

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Last night

When half of moon visited the sky

I saw a strange vision.

What was it?

What it meant?

God’s word or,

Satan’s voice.

Angelic origin or,

My eyes’ fault.

But the half was smiling

Looking at me

Peeping rather,

From the nearby house.

It wanted something I know.

It needed something I felt.

I ran for help

Forgetting the human limits.

Pain, happiness, joy, cry

All faded in that milky shine.

But Alas!

All my effort went in vain.

The help I wanted to give

The care I wanted to provide

They were of no use.

Solitary,

I failed.

Far, far away,

The half went.

To meet its beloved.

To be full, to complete.

Its pain I knew before

Reason I feel now.

“I’ll be back”

Said it to me.

“Complete with other half, beside me”.

I’ll wait, I’ll wait

For the promise to complete.

Bless thee Oh! Incompleteness.

You give us all a meaning.

I’ll find you one day, I promise.

My other half, trust me

I’ll find you one day, I promise.

Hey guys..
I have another blog on which I put the random content from My life.. It is in true sense a weblog..
Its address is-
http://www.kunal-prakash.com/

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